As Kou'er watched An Ye's face grow darker and darker, she felt all the anger she had been feeling dissipate.

She chuckled and leaned against the windowsill: "Oh dear, why are you being so dramatic, you're a grown man!"

Dark Night: ...

Why did he suddenly feel an urge to punch her? But listening to the girl's gentle voice, he softened.

The two chatted casually until Long Jingchen returned in the evening before parting ways.

As soon as Kou'er returned, she saw Sang Jiang already getting dressed. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that Sang Jiang would be unhappy if she found out about her association with the people around the Emperor.

Sang Jiang had actually woken up a while ago, but she was afraid that Kou'er would have this kind of mentality, so she deliberately put on her clothes only now. She looked at Kou'er for a moment and said earnestly, "Baby, your skin is all dry and chapped."

"Huh?" Kou'er was taken aback, not knowing what Sang Jiang meant by "dry and peeling".

Sang Jiang poked her little face and said, "Feel it yourself."

Kou'er obediently touched her little face and then looked at Sang Jiang, asking, "Then what should we do?"

Sang Jiang smiled and took one out of her small box, handing it to Kou'er: "Here, just apply it to your face after washing it every morning and evening."

"Hehe, thank you, Miss." Kou'er happily took the bottle from Sang Jiang's hand.

Ever since the young lady lost her memory, she has been given all sorts of strange bottles and jars, but after using them, her face has indeed become much fairer and smoother than before.

Girls all love beauty, and Kou'er is no exception. So she is very interested in things like Sang Jiang, and Sang Jiang doesn't shy away from her.

Now Kou'er can make her own lip rouge.

Sang Jiang glanced at her and continued putting on her own clothes.

As soon as Sang Jiang opened the door, she saw Yang Liu kneeling pitifully in front of her door.

She was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

Yang Liu wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said in a affected tone, "Miss, could you please beg Madam to let me stay? Waaah, I really didn't seduce the young master, please..."

As she spoke, she kowtowed repeatedly, her cries were particularly loud, and with the large crowd of people coming and going, several people were already gathered around watching.

"This woman is so pitiful."

"Yes, this lady has gone too far. How could she do such a thing?"

"These days, which man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? It's just taking a concubine, isn't it? This wife is just jealous!"

"That's right, she's obviously a jealous woman, she should be divorced."

—“…”

The crowd of onlookers chattered amongst themselves, and Sang Jiang's face gradually darkened as she listened.

It was obvious that Yang Liu did this on purpose. She didn't need to guess to know that Yang Liu had made it up. How could Sang Ruo do such a thing?

Kou'er grew angrier the more she listened, her little face puffing up like a steamed bun.

Sang Jiang raised a slight brow: "She told you to get lost?"

Yang Liu was taken aback by her words. "Get out?"

Is this woman really that direct? And what girl just tells you to get lost right away?

She sniffed and shook her head: "No."

"So she said she wouldn't let the young master take you in?"

Yang Liu shook her head again: "No, not either."

"She packed your luggage and threw it out?"

Yang Liu shook her head again: "No."

"She's not paying your room fee anymore?"

"No."

"Isn't that enough?" Sang Ru rolled her eyes and walked past her.

Yang Liu was taken aback: ? ? ?

That's it? She was just dismissed like that? That won't do!