Seeing that she clearly cared but pretended not to care, I couldn't help but laugh: "I know, elder sister."

Su Qingyao felt a little embarrassed by my laughter and waved her hand: "Okay, okay, go and do your own thing. Don't embarrass me!" After that, she turned around and walked away quickly.

I looked at her back, then at the magnolia hairpin in my hand, the smile on my lips growing deeper and deeper. With my father's secret support, my elder sister's full help, and my little bully brother's backing, what do I, Su Jinli, have to fear?

At dusk, Mo Zhu came in with a bowl of lotus seed soup, a mysterious smile on his face. "Miss, guess what I heard in the front yard just now?"

"Oh? What are you so happy about?" I put down the account book in my hand and rubbed my brow. I had just taken over the general affairs, and as my elder sister said, there were tricks everywhere. Just looking at the daily records of the front yard warehouse made me dizzy.

Mo Zhu placed the lotus seed soup on the table and lowered his voice, "I heard my father's personal servant tell someone that after court today, my father was in the study, muttering to himself for a long time in front of your biological mother's tablet!"

I thought to myself, "What are you mumbling about?"

"I didn't hear the details clearly," Mo Zhu's eyes sparkled, "but the servant said that after my father finished muttering, he smiled at the tablet and said something like 'Jin'er has the demeanor you had back then' and that 'Liu's methods are ultimately not worthy of being mentioned in public'!"

My hand holding the lotus seed soup paused for a moment, the warm, sweet soup sliding down my throat, warming my heart. It turned out that Su Xiang's look in the main hall that day was truly one of approval.

"There's more!" Mo Zhu became more and more excited as he spoke. "That servant also said that my father asked the secret guards to check the accounts at Qingfeng Casino, which is where that idiot from the Wang family owes gambling debts!"

I put down my bowl of soup, a cold glint in my eyes. Checking the gambling house's accounts? Is Prime Minister Su serious about this? It seems he's already fully aware of the Liu and Wang families' activities and has been waiting for the right moment.

"Miss," Mo Zhu looked at me, his eyes full of admiration, "You are truly amazing! You even persuaded my father to rebel!"

I smiled, picked up my pen, and continued looking through the account book. "It's not that I'm great, it's that Liu is stupid. She thought she could destroy me by spreading rumors, but she didn't realize that when she threw dirty water on me, her own hands were already covered in mud."

Moonlight streamed in through the window lattice, illuminating the ledger on the table. As I looked at the densely packed numbers, a thought gradually dawned on me. Liu, Wang, your good days are over.

At this moment, in the Prime Minister's study, Prime Minister Su was facing his deceased wife's tablet, holding a cup of cold tea. The flickering candlelight reflected the complex expression on his face.

"Wan'er," he murmured softly, "Look, our Jin'er has really grown up. She's not as gentle as you, but she has your intelligence and courage. Liu's tricks are nothing but clowns in front of her."

He put down his teacup, his eyes sharpening. "Don't worry, I won't let anyone bully her again. The Wang family and the Liu family...it's time to settle accounts."

A gust of night wind blew by, rolling up the memorials on the table, revealing the secret report that had just been received at the bottom - it was clearly written on it, "The accounts of Qingfeng Casino have been checked, and Prince Wang owes three thousand taels of silver, and the person in charge is... Madam Liu."

Su Xiang curled up a cold smile, picked up the cinnabar pen, and circled a few words on the secret report.

The autumn night at the Prime Minister's residence seemed peaceful, but undercurrents surged. And I knew that this war without the smoke of gunpowder had just entered its most crucial phase. This time, I must not only win, but win beautifully, so that no enemy would ever dare covet me or everything I cherish.