"Fourth sister, come back."

Sang Jiang: ...

Why is she everywhere? She's increasingly convinced that the author made her transmigrate into the book just to get revenge on her.

She particularly disliked Sang Rui, this white lotus, when she was reading the novel, but she never expected that she would still be hanging around in front of her every day.

Seeing that Sang Jiang ignored her, she didn't make a fuss. Instead, she stared with her innocent almond-shaped eyes and said, "Why doesn't Fourth Sister use the main gate? Not to mention what others will think if word gets out, even if Fourth Sister falls, Mother and I will be heartbroken."

Sang Jiang couldn't help but roll her eyes at her: "Shut up, where's my ladder?"

Sang Rui still looked at her innocently, but she couldn't hide the schadenfreude in her eyes.

"Fourth sister, what are you talking about? Where did I see your ladder?"

Her tone was extremely innocent, but the deliberate attempt to hide it was all too obvious.

It's like saying, "I just took away your ladder, so what can you do about it?"

Sang Jiang was too lazy to waste words with her, so she called out "Kou'er" twice towards the house, but Sang Rui answered instead.

"Fourth Sister, stop calling me. That girl Kou'er can't even take care of you properly. Mother and eldest sister have already sent her to learn manners."

Sang Jiang's pupils contracted, and she immediately jumped out again, running down the pomegranate tree towards the gate.

Sang Rui must have had her ladder moved away!

Knowing that Kou'er was going to suffer if the Madam summoned her, Sang Jiang became even more anxious and ran towards the main gate.

Unbeknownst to her, a gentle and refined man had been following her all along.

The man walked at a leisurely pace, maintaining a certain distance from her, and because Sang Jiang was in a hurry, she didn't notice him at all.

Sang Jiang ran straight into the main gate and headed straight for Madam Liu Furong's Furong Garden.

Whether someone had given her instructions or not, no one stopped Sang Jiang until she reached the main hall of Furong Garden.

As soon as she entered, she saw Kou'er kneeling in the middle of the hall. Her body was trembling slightly, and her back was covered with open wounds.

Sang Jiang's temper flared up immediately.

She rushed in and pulled Kou'er up from the ground, her eyes blazing with fury, but her words softened slightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Kou'er stared intently at Sang Jiang, tears glistening in her eyes, before finally calling out, "Miss."

Sang Jiang took a breath, looked at the two women sitting at the head of the table drinking tea, and said, word by word, "Who hit me!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was remarkably forceful, and for a moment, no one in the hall uttered a sound.

Finally, Sang Ruo broke the silence by speaking first.

"As a servant, you can't even take good care of your master, shouldn't you be beaten?"

Sang Ruo was slightly stunned when Sang Jiang entered; she hadn't expected that this was really Sang Jiang.

What could have caused Sang Jiang to change so much? Was it really just because she was stimulated by falling into the water?

However, as a noble consort, she had seen many storms and quickly suppressed her doubts.

Sang Ruo and Sang Rui both look very much like Liu Furong, but Sang Ruo's features are much more delicate than Sang Rui's. Sang Jiang turned her gaze to her only after hearing her voice.

"Kou'er is my person, and it's not your place to hit or punish her."

Sang Jiang's small chest heaved up and down; she was truly angry.

Before Sang Ruo could speak, Sang Rui said as she walked in from outside, "Mother is the First Madam of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Does she not even have the right to discipline a servant?"

After saying that, he walked up to Sang Ruo and respectfully bowed: "Elder Sister".

Sang Rui casually pulled her up: "We're family, no need to be so polite."

After saying that, he sat down next to them, and the three of them drank tea together.

Throughout the entire process, Sang Jiang was like a transparent person.

Sang Jiang narrowed her phoenix eyes, walked to the First Madam's side, and overturned their table.