The old lady was confused. "Grain hand-cleansing ceremony? Walnut shells?"

"Yes, grandmother!" Shen Weiwan nodded vigorously, "Nanny said that if I want my mother's spirit in heaven to bless my cousin to marry well, I have to pray every day with the five-grain hand-washing ceremony. When my aunt knew about it, she offered to help me rub my hands, and said that my cousin's good marriage would also bring honor to me..."

The more she spoke, the more "touched" she became. She grabbed Liu's hand and held it in front of the old lady: "Grandma, look! Auntie rubbed her hands red for me! I didn't let her rub them, and she scolded me for being ignorant, saying it was for my own good..."

Liu wanted to pull her hand back, but was held tightly by Shen Weiwan. The old lady looked at the red mark on her hand, then looked at Shen Weiwan's "grateful" face, and frowned even tighter.

"Second brother's family," the old lady said in a deep voice, "you asked Wanwan to rub her hands with walnut shells?"

Liu's face flushed with anxiety: "Mother, it's not true! She was plotting against me..."

"Aunt, how could you say that?" Shen Weiwan looked at Liu in shock. "Didn't you say it was for my own good? How could you lie to Grandmother?" She turned to the old lady and cried even more sadly. "Grandmother, it's all my fault for being so stupid. I didn't tell you that the walnut shells need to be softened before rubbing them. How about I give the hairpin to you and ask you to rub my hands and pray for me every day? But we have to make it clear first. Three hundred times a day, no less~"

Liu looked up suddenly and almost fainted: "Three hundred times?! Shen Weiwan, you are dreaming!"

"Aunt," Shen Weiwan tilted her head, looking "innocent", "Didn't you say that for me, you were willing to endure any hardship? Why can't you do it after three hundred strokes? Don't you want my cousin to marry well?"

The old lady looked at Liu's furious expression, then at Shen Weiwan's "innocent" face, and she already understood about 70% of what was going on. She sighed and said to Liu, "Second brother's wife, Wanwan is young, so you, as her aunt, should be more tolerant. That hairpin is her mother's legacy, so don't worry about it."

Liu didn't dare to refute the old lady, and could only glare at Shen Weiwan resentfully, unable to speak angrily. Shen Weiwan "obediently" massaged the old lady's legs, muttering: "Aunt is so kind, I will prepare grains for you every day in the future, let's pray for my cousin together~"

Liu trembled all over after hearing this, but she could only hold it in. She knew that she had been tricked by this little bitch again!

Coming out of Songhe Hall, Chuntao laughed so hard she fell backwards. "Miss, what you just said has left the Second Madam speechless! The old lady even looks at her differently!"

Shen Weiwan rubbed her stiff cheeks and her eyes turned cold: "This is just the beginning. If Liu wants to steal my things, she must first ask the 'grains and cereals' in my hand if they agree."

She looked up at the sky. The Spring Banquet was tomorrow, and Shen Ruoruo's "surprise" should be prepared. Thinking of the miserable state of herself scratching her ears and cheeks due to itching at the Spring Banquet in her previous life, a cold light flashed in Shen Weiwan's eyes.

“Chun Tao,” Shen Weiwan said, “Take out that pink gauze skirt and check it again to make sure every stitch and thread has been sewn with wild rose thorns.”

Chun Tao nodded, and couldn't help asking, "Miss, what do you think will happen to the Second Miss at tomorrow's Spring Festival Banquet?"

Shen Weiwan curled her lips and smiled: “She was so itchy that she wanted to peel off her skin and let all the noble ladies in the capital see what kind of person she, Shen Ruorou, is.”

As he was speaking, the old housekeeper hurried over with a letter in his hand: "Miss, this is a letter from the Seventh Prince's Mansion, inviting you to attend the Spring Festival Banquet tomorrow."

Shen Weiwan took the note and her heart moved. Seventh Prince Xiao Yu? The man who always observed her in secret. She remembered that she had no impression of him in her previous life, but she could feel his gaze several times in this life, and she couldn't help but feel curious.

"Got it." Shen Weiwan put the post away and said, "Tell the person who came that I will be there on time tomorrow."

After the old housekeeper left, Chuntao couldn't help gossiping: "Miss, why did the Seventh Prince suddenly invite you to travel with him? Could it be..."

"Don't think too much." Shen Weiwan interrupted her, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, "He probably thinks I'm more fun than the clown on the stage."

Regardless of Xiao Yu's intentions, Shen Weiwan didn't care. She just wanted to prepare for tomorrow's Spring Festival Banquet and let Shen Ruorou experience what it meant to "ask for a hammer and get a hammer."

Liu, Shen Ruorou, Li Xiu... your "surprises" come one after another. This reverse PUA is just an appetizer. Tomorrow's Spring Banquet is the real show!

Shen Weiwan walked to the mirror, looking at her plain face in the mirror, her fingertips brushing against the silver hairpin on her temples. Tomorrow, she would make Shen Ruorou a complete laughing stock in front of all the noble ladies in the capital! And she, Shen Weiwan, would step on their faces and live a more exciting life than anyone else!

Outside the window, the setting sun dyed half the sky red. The servants in the general's mansion were still secretly discussing the embarrassing incident of Liu being subjected to reverse PUA, and laughter spread to every corner. And Shen Weiwan's road to revenge, in this laughter, became wider and wider.