The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

"Yaoyao...no, Miss..." Aunt Liu's voice choked with sobs.

"Auntie knows she was wrong! Please... please forgive Yun'er! She's young and doesn't know any better; it's all your fault for not teaching her properly... If you want to hit or punish someone, do it to me!"

Su Yaoyao watched her act quietly.

If it were the original owner of this body, she probably would have softened her heart long ago.

Unfortunately... Su Yaoyao is not a good person.

"What are you doing, Auntie?" she feigned surprise. "Get up quickly, what will people think of you?"

"I won't get up unless you agree!" Aunt Liu cried and kowtowed.

"Young Miss, Yun'er... she's in this state now. Consort Chen sent word that Yun'er should come to the manor as a concubine, but for some reason, the Second Prince... just won't agree!"

She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, at Su Yaoyao:

"I know you hate me, hate me for how badly I've treated you all these years. But Yun'er is still your sister, you share the same blood! Can't you... spare her life?"

Should we spare her life?

Su Yaoyao sneered inwardly.

When the original owner was driven to her death by them, who thought of giving her a way out?

"Auntie is joking."

She bent down and personally helped Aunt Liu up, her voice gentle, "The Second Prince and my sister's love is stronger than gold, how could he abandon her? And... how could it be me who wouldn't let her go?"

Aunt Liu was taken aback, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes.

"only……"

Su Yaoyao changed the subject, "With my sister gone, Aunt will be all alone. I heard Uncle has been having good luck at the gambling den lately? He could come and keep Aunt company more often."

Aunt Liu's expression changed.

How does she know all this so clearly?!

"And then there's my mother's dowry," Su Yaoyao continued, her voice as soft as a feather, yet every word pierced the heart.

"I mentioned this to you before, Aunt. You've kept these accounts for me for so many years, thank you for your hard work. Now that I've come of age, it's time for me to take care of them myself. Please bring the account books and keys in three days."

Aunt Liu's fingertips trembled as she forced a smile:

"That's...that's natural. It's just that the accounts are quite complicated, and Auntie needs time to sort them out..."

"No rush."

Su Yaoyao patted her hand, her smile bright, "Auntie, take your time tidying up. But..."

She leaned close to Aunt Liu's ear and whispered:

"My maternal grandfather has already sent someone to the Dali Temple to retrieve my mother's dowry list from back then. If it doesn't match... I'm afraid things won't end well."

Aunt Liu trembled all over, and her face turned deathly pale instantly.

Su Yaoyao stopped looking at her and turned to leave.

He took a few steps, then turned back, as if suddenly remembering something:

"Oh, by the way, Aunt. Yesterday at the palace, I received a piece of brocade as a gift from the Empress. The color is too bright, it doesn't suit me. I'll have Chun Tao take it to my sister later so she can have a new dress made for her wedding, so she can have a splendid wedding."

She paused, then her smile deepened:

"After all... the Second Prince's concubine can't be too shabby, don't you think?"

Aunt Liu stood there, watching Su Yaoyao's receding figure, her nails digging deeply into her palms.

Blood seeped out, but she was completely unaware.

In his eyes, only deep-seated hatred remained.

----

Three days later, Aunt Liu indeed delivered the account book and the key.

The ledger was beautifully done, the pages were spotless, and there was not a single problem to be seen.

Su Yaoyao flipped through a few pages and smiled.

"My aunt is indeed capable."

She closed the ledger and looked at Aunt Liu, who stood below her with a haggard face. "This ledger is... truly flawless."

Aunt Liu forced a smile and said, "You flatter me, Miss. I've always taken good care of your mother's dowry..."

"Really?" Su Yaoyao interrupted her, pulling a sheet from her sleeve.

"But there are a few things missing from the dowry list that my maternal grandfather sent."

She pushed the list in front of Aunt Liu:

"A bushel of pearls from the East China Sea, a pair of jade screens, a set of ruby ​​jewelry... and the land deeds for the three shops in the west of the city."

With each word read aloud, Aunt Liu's face paled a little more.

"These...these..." Her lips trembled, "Some are damaged, some are..."

"What is it?" Su Yaoyao looked up at her, her eyes icy. "Did your brother take it to gamble? Or did you take it to support your family?"

"I didn't!" Aunt Liu shrieked in denial. "Young Miss, you can't make false accusations!"

"Whether I'm making false accusations or not, Auntie knows perfectly well."

Su Yaoyao stood up and walked up to her. "I'll give you three days. If these things cannot be returned intact after three days..."

She leaned down and whispered in Aunt Liu's ear:

"My uncle isn't as easy to talk to as Yaoyao... You must know how powerful he is at the Dali Temple..."

She paused slightly, then clutched her chest in fear. "I heard that a couple of days ago they gouged out a suspect's eyes and made him swallow them... Oh my~ that scared Yaoyao to death~"

Aunt Liu's legs went weak, and she couldn't help but gag.

Su Yaoyao stopped looking at her and turned to Lin Mama, saying:

"Send your aunt back."

"Yes."

Lin Mama responded, watching Liu Yiniang's distraught figure as she asked in a low voice, "Miss, if she really can't produce it..."

"I didn't expect her to take it out now."

Su Yaoyao looked out the window at the deepening twilight, a cold smile curving her lips.

"You promised interest on top of the principal... and not a penny less!"

"Oh, right." Su Yaoyao suddenly remembered something, "Chuntao, have you prepared the things I asked you to prepare?"

Chun Tao nodded quickly: "Ready! Miss, are you sure you want to..."

"Of course." Su Yaoyao walked to the dressing table, looking at her increasingly radiant face in the mirror, "I dare not neglect the Empress's instructions."

The person in the mirror has a lively gaze and a radiant smile.

Like a flower that slowly blooms, with poisonous thorns.

"Tomorrow, we will go to the Daxiangguo Temple."

"I heard that... His Highness the Crown Prince goes there to listen to sutras on the first day of every month."

Chun Tao's eyes lit up: "Miss wants to 'accidentally' meet His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Su Yaoyao picked up the hair ornament wrapped with Buddhist beads and gently inserted it into her hair.

The sandalwood beads clinked together, producing a crisp sound.

"No."

She looked in the mirror and slowly broke into a confident smile:

"I'm going to return something."