The Queen Mother watched Lin Wanrou's receding, disheveled figure, and laughed so hard she rubbed her belly, tears welling up in her eyes. "This girl is even funnier than the clowns on the stage! Weiwan, your trick of 'luring the enemy into a trap' is brilliant. You're truly one step ahead of the teacher!"

Chen Weiwan bowed, a sly smile glimmering in the corners of her eyes: "Your Majesty, your praise is unmerited. I was merely responding to your tactical moves."

"Oh, right," the Queen Mother suddenly remembered something and tapped Xiao Yu with her cane, "Did I hear that this pigskin raft was deliberately placed in the warehouse by you, Yu'er?"

Xiao Yu coughed dryly twice, looked up at the white clouds floating in the sky, and pretended to sigh: "Mother, look at the sky, how blue it is; the lotus flowers are blooming so beautifully..."

"You, you!" The Queen Mother pointed at him and laughed, "You only know how to entertain Weiwan!"

Everyone left the pond, chatting and laughing, leaving a few young eunuchs to clean up the mess. Chun Tao leaned close to Shen Weiwan's ear, her shoulders shaking with laughter: "Miss, you just asked where you bought the pigskin raft. That was really mean! Look at Lin Wanrou's face, it's uglier than pig liver!"

"To deal with Green Tea, you have to use her own tricks to hit her in the face." Shen Weiwan blinked and looked at the gradually calming water in the pool. "Didn't you see how she looked just now? She wanted to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room in the ground and get in!"

Xiao Yu handed over a piece of osmanthus cake. The snow-white cake was sprinkled with golden osmanthus flowers. "Try it. It's freshly made from the imperial kitchen. It's sweet but not greasy."

Shen Weiwan took a bite, and the soft and sticky taste mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus melted on the tip of her tongue. She suddenly remembered something and looked up at Xiao Yu: "Your Highness, do you think that after this incident, will Lin Wanrou learn her lesson?"

"That's pretty bad." Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow, a hint of mischief flashing in his eyes. "But I've already sent a 'big gift' to her mansion. I'll make sure she doesn't dare to cause trouble again in the short term."

"What gift?" Shen Weiwan asked curiously.

"The secret cannot be revealed." Xiao Yu smiled mysteriously, "You will know tomorrow."

Sure enough, the next morning, Chuntao ran into Xiefang Courtyard breathlessly, laughing so hard that her words were incoherent: "Miss...please listen...Minister Lin's Mansion...hahahaha..."

It turned out that after being carried home yesterday, Lin Wanrou had slept through the entire night. When she woke up this morning, she nearly fainted from the shock of the sight before her—her boudoir was filled with all sorts of inflatable pigskin rafts! Large ones, as big as millstones, hung from the beams; small ones, the size of porcelain bowls, were placed on the dressing table, the bedside table, and even a few hung on the screen. Even more amazing, each raft had a mournful face painted in red ink, its features eerily reminiscent of her own ugly face when she fell into the water. There was also a small message next to it: "Miss Lin's special life raft, a must-have for drowning, with super buoyancy!"

Seeing this, Lin Wanrou was so angry that she lost her breath and fainted again. Minister Lin was terrified and quickly summoned the imperial physician. After taking her pulse, he said it was a case of anger and that she needed to rest. However, this "rest" was not a peaceful state. It was said that people gathered at the entrance of the Lin Mansion every day and chanted the jingle: "Miss Lin, you love to make trouble, floating on a pigskin raft on the water, your social demise is too funny, and you will never dare to show off again!"

Minister Lin had no choice but to send his daughter back to his country villa overnight. Before leaving, he repeatedly warned her not to set foot in the capital again in her life.

After listening to Chun Tao's report, Shen Weiwan laughed so hard that she almost spit out the tea in her mouth. She pointed out the window and couldn't straighten her back: "Your Highness's trick of 'pigskin raft siege' is really murderous! I'm afraid that Lin Wanrou will have nightmares about pigskin rafts for the rest of her life!"

As he was speaking, Xiao Yu came in with a food box. In the box were sesame candied haws that had just been released in Xishi. The sugar coating was crystal clear in the sunlight, and was covered with fine sesame seeds: "To deal with this kind of brainless green tea, you have to use simple and rough methods to make her socially dead in one go." He handed the candied haws to Shen Weiwan, and his fingertips brushed the back of her hand, bringing a hint of warmth.

Shen Weiwan bit down one, and the sweet and sour hawthorn mixed with the aroma of sesame exploded in her mouth. She looked at the undisguised doting in Xiao Yu's eyes, and suddenly felt that with him by her side in this life, no matter how much green tea and white lotus there was, it was just a seasoning in life.

"Your Highness," she suddenly said, her voice soft, "If I ever meet someone who wants me to die like this again, will you still help me?"

Xiao Yu reached out and gently rubbed the top of her head, his movements as gentle as brushing a feather. He smiled with his eyebrows curved, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed: "Of course. I don't have any other skills, but I am more than capable of helping my little princess create a 'social death scene'."

The sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the ground and falling on the hands of the two people. Shen Weiwan leaned on Xiao Yu's shoulder, listening to the birdsong and faint laughter coming from outside the window, and suddenly felt that being able to turn life with him into a series of hilarious jokes, this rebirth was really worth it.

The story of the "pigskin raft incident" had spread like wildfire throughout the capital. In teahouses and taverns, storytellers recounted the "heroic feat" of the general's daughter outsmarting a concubine; children chased each other in the streets and alleys, singing newly made-up jingles; even the ladies of the inner mansions couldn't help but gather together, covering their mouths and laughing as they recounted Lin Wanrou's "pigskin rafting."

Chen Weiwan listened to these "good stories" spreading throughout the capital with a faint smile. She then turned to discuss with Xiao Yu what "surprise" they should use next to "greet" those blind men. After all, in this vast capital, there were always people looking to cause trouble, and she and Xiao Yu were just in need of some "fun" to pass the time. As for those green tea and white lotus trying to cause trouble? They should first learn how to teeter on the edge of social death without actually falling!