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Having lived in a gang since she was young, the words' pity 'and' pity 'didn't exist in her heart at all.

She also did not know how she became "soft-hearted" after teleporting here.

Not only did he spare his concubine who came to make trouble every time, he even felt pity for a maid.

If this was the past her, let alone the haughty and domineering concubine, as long as she dared to say something that displeased her, she would be able to tear her mouth apart with her bare hands.

Could it be that the bun hormones in the Princess Yang had affected her?

No! No!

The Princess Yang was a bun, she wasn't one. She couldn't be controlled by her personality.

She was nicknamed the Little Tyrant of the Gang.

"Princess, please listen to this servant, this jade is not to be taken, if you really lack money, this servant will give all the wages, okay?"

The Ginkgo biloba miserably grabbed Chu Ci's hand, both of its eyes beginning to swell.

Chu Ci's heart felt soft for a moment.

This little Ginkgo biloba girl was truly loyal and protected her master. She worked herself to death, and just that little bit of wages was not even enough to fill the gaps between her teeth. How could she have the face to take her money?

Speaking of which, he was still a scumbag after all.

It was one thing if he didn't give her monthly salary, but the monthly salary for her personal maid wasn't even as much as the monthly salary of an ordinary servant.

The scum man was clearly targeting the two of them.

She didn't even have the ability to bring this little girl into the limelight. How could she still have the nerve to use her money?

Damn, it's starting to flood with compassion again.

After Chu Ci scolded herself in her heart, she looked up at the Ginkgo biloba and fell silent for a moment. Then she said impatiently, "Alright, alright, I won't be doing it."

She still could not win against the sympathy due to the hormone infection in the Princess Yang. In the end, she did not make up her mind.

Amidst the wild joy in the Ginkgo biloba's eyes, she placed the glowing jade in her hands into the Ginkgo biloba's hands, "I'll leave this jade in your custody, it saves me the urge to pawn it all day long."

In Chu Ci's heart, she was extremely aggrieved.

After giving the jade to the Ginkgo biloba, he didn't have the mood to talk to her anymore, so he turned around and left the leaf dryer.

Once again, she lost the chance to become rich, and the sense of danger she felt in the Prince Mansion rose to another level.

She didn't know how that trash of a man was going to deal with her.

After exiting the leaf dryer, Chu Ci didn't have the mood to go to other places, so she returned to the Longyi Pavilion.

Previously, his brain had been quite funny, which was why he had offered to live in this place with thick killing intent.

Living under the eyes of this scumbag guy, her chances of success in running away decreased by quite a bit.

When he walked into the Longyi Pavilion, he just happened to see Rong Yu sitting in the courtyard inside the pavilion, with the exquisite zither placed in front of him.

Some people seemed to be born for appreciation.

Although the scum man's character was so bad that it had already split her three views into two dimensions, what was undeniable was that he really didn't need to look for an angle to see.

It was said that people relied on their clothes. However, this fellow, even if he wore a beggar's uniform, he would still be able to put on a dragon robe's imposing manner.

Just like now, he was dressed in a light and pure colored long robe. He no longer had his usual hostility, just like a gentle and refined young master. His hair hung at his waist, and was casually tied.

Chu Ci stood in her original position, a little dazed from the scene. She did not come back to her senses even after a long while.

Rong Yu, who was sitting on the floor in the pavilion, had heard her heavy footsteps and continuous sighs long before she had even stepped into the courtyard.

Maybe she was sighing over why she still couldn't get rid of him.

The corner of his mouth hooked up into a cold and mocking smile, cruel and emotionless.

He didn't pay any attention to her. His fingertips fiddled with the zither strings, whether intentionally or unintentionally. As he carelessly strummed it, it actually began to emit a deep zither sound.

It was just one or two sounds, but it easily struck the heart of the listener.

Chu Ci's heart tightened for a moment, moved by the zither music, which seemed to be mixed with pain and sadness.

As he looked at Rong Yu's dazed eyes, he regained his senses but his gaze was still fixated on Rong Yu's body.

This zither note was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it before.

Oh, I remember now. Wasn't it because of this zither that she fell down from the roof that day?

Oh my god, so the guqin was played by a trash of a man.

She said it like that, this Prince Mansion didn't suit her, and even the scumbag was against her.

Otherwise, if you listen to a zither properly, you would usually be fine even if you climb a ladder. Why would you fall backwards just by listening to his zither?

Chu Ci's heart was filled with indignation and indignation. She was already full of rage, and when she thought back to how she had nearly fallen half-dead, she wanted to go up and fight with Rong Yu.

However, just as she started to walk, the zither music stopped her once again.

This zither music was just like what she had heard last time. It was heavy and sad, as if she had a story that she wouldn't tell anyone.

Unreconciled, angry, murderous, sad, disappointed …

All sorts of complicated emotions were thoroughly released from this zither music.

He couldn't have known that this violent scumbag would play such a plaintive tune.

Could it be that this trash of a man also has a story?

Perhaps, it was said that the man with the story was the most charming. Since the trash of a man was able to attract her as his' enemy ', it meant that his story must be very deep.

However, appreciation was appreciation, who didn't like beauty?

However, her 'irreconcilable enmity' with that scum man wasn't something that could be dissolved by this zither rhythm.

She stared at him for a long moment, then, with a low grunt, pushed the door open and entered the room.

Rong Yu's indifferent gaze slightly moved, but the moving fingers on the zither strings did not stop. Several unknown colors blended in with the deep gaze.

Chi Teng Country, Prime Minister's Estate.

The study room of the Prime Minister's Estate was quiet and solemn, giving off a deep and low sense of somberness.

At this moment, the study room was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard. The sound of steady footsteps could be heard.

"Greetings, Lord Prime Minister."

A pair of bright and clear eyes were revealed on his masked face. The tail of his eyes was lifted upwards, causing others to feel a bit enchanting.

As if he had already sensed her existence, Si Yun Bo, as the Prime Minister of Chi Teng, did not seem the least bit surprised by her sudden voice.

He put down the document in his hands and slowly raised his wrinkled eyes. He was calm and unhurried, but he was also a cunning old fox that no one could ignore.

"You're here."

He spoke as if he wanted to get some information from the woman that he wanted to hear.

"Did you manage to find out the whereabouts of the Ninth Prince?"

He opened his mouth and cast a shrewd and astute gaze towards the pair of eyes behind the cloth.