Qingi was puzzled.
Bai Zhi’er snorted a laugh. "If it’s sothing that private, would the two of them really go out of their way to say it outdoors?"
"Were they really so desperate for no one else to hear? And besides, of all tis, they just happened to talk about it right when you went to the main courtyard, and right nearby?"
"That’s the main courtyard we’re talking about. The two of them don’t even live near there. Knowing full well it’s sothing outsiders shouldn’t hear, how could they possibly discuss it there?"
"They put on that show on purpose for you, and you jumped into the pit headfirst. So silly!"
Qingi muttered, "But... if they did that, could it be because they don’t want my marriage with Chu Ping to go through?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded. "Why else? Xiao Shuang has no blood ties at all with the Chu Family. She ca here under the excuse of visiting relatives, but to put it bluntly, she’s probably aiming to marry into the Chu Family."
"Sister Qingi, think about it carefully. Lord Chu and Madam Chu would make such easygoing in-laws, and they’ve got such a solid family fortune."
"Which girl wouldn’t want to marry Chu Ping? Chu Ping is their only son, he’ll definitely inherit all the Chu Family’s property in the future."
Qingi furrowed her brows, feeling that what Bai Zhi’er said made more and more sense.
She thought for a mont. "But... aren’t they afraid I’ll imitate what they said and tell it all to Chu Ping?"
Bai Zhi’er picked up a plate of sliced snow pears from the table, popped a piece into her own mouth, then fed one to Qingi.
The girl’s eyes were clear as water, her figure light and slender.
"You’re the only one who heard those words. The two of them are family—of course they can just deny everything. When that happens, what could you possibly do?"
"Besides, they’re certain you wouldn’t go and ask. See? In the end, you really didn’t confront Brother Chu Ping at all."
"They must have guessed from your temperant that you wouldn’t confront him over this. Sister Qingi, sotis you just have to be straightforward and sincere; it saves you a lot of trouble."
Only after Bai Zhi’er’s reminder did Qingi finally snap out of it completely.
She slamd a palm angrily on the table. "Those two sisters are awful! They played like a fiddle, and I almost fell for it."
Bai Zhi’er bit into the snow pear, savoring the sweet, fragrant juice in her mouth.
She chuckled. "Don’t be mad. You’re one of my people now. If they want to bully you, they ought to at least see whether I agree to that or not."
Qingi hurriedly asked, "Princess, are you going to punish them?"
Bai Zhi’er wagged her finger, a sly, catlike smile lighting up her lovely face.
"Madam Chu treats you quite well. If I step out openly, I’m afraid the Chu Family will get dragged into it too. We just need to tidy up those two sisters."
Qingi asked curiously, "Princess, what do you plan to do?"
Bai Zhi’er shot her a proud look. "You really don’t know what your Princess usually does?"
As she spoke, she ford a hand seal right in front of Qingi, her pale fingers moving, wrist turning twice.
Qingi was dazzled by the sight.
She only felt that the Princess’s movents were elegant yet crisp, as if a faint light flashed past.
Bai Zhi’er rely made a simple hand seal and murmured a spell. After a mont, she withdrew her hand. "All done. Now we just wait for news."
Qingi exclaid in surprise, "That’s it? Princess, this maid is dying of curiosity!"
Bai Zhi’er gave a sweet smile. "With this trick of mine, not a single good person will be wronged."
"If they really do have it in them to bully you, they’ll be unable to stop themselves from blurting it out."
"There’s a saying that disasters co out of one’s mouth. This ti, we’ll teach them a lesson—no bullying people at random, and no running their mouths recklessly!"
With that, Bai Zhi’er patted Qingi’s shoulder. "Get so rest; it’s late. We’ve got a good show to watch tomorrow!"
Humming a tune, the girl walked into the inner hall with light, dancing steps.
Qingi could hardly wait to find out what would happen tomorrow.
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