"No, the Crown Prince did go to the Crown Princess's room, but strangely, he came out after a short while. The two of them were quite peaceful, as if..." Zhao Mama organized her adjectives, "...as if Song Tangxue had taken the initiative to push the person out."

"Playing hard to get?" After hearing Granny Geng's reply, the Empress Dowager nodded: "Very well, men don't cherish what they get too easily."

"It looks like it to me too. When the Crown Prince was leaving, the Crown Princess handed him his cloak. The Crown Prince hugged the Crown Princess reluctantly before leaving."

The Empress Dowager nodded and said with satisfaction, "Tangxue is a good child. I hope Xian'er will not do anything foolish again."

The next morning, Song Tangxue was woken up by Cuixi: "Your Highness, get up quickly, the Crown Princess is here."

Song Tangxue knew that Song Tangli would definitely come back the next morning, but she still wanted to stay in bed. She got up and let Cuixi dress her.

Cui Xi helped her out. Song Tangli was sitting outside, her face covered by a veil. Song Tangxue sneered inwardly.

Cui Xi gave her plenty of medicine, and judging from the way it was, it had clearly spread to her face, which was why Song Tangli dared not show her true face.

They did return the insults they received yesterday.

"What brings you here?" Song Tangxue asked bluntly, without any formalities.

"Now that I am the mistress of the Crown Prince's residence, I am naturally here to arrange some matters." Song Tangli made a big deal out of nothing, clearly intending to make things difficult for Song Tangxue.

Song Tangxue was not afraid of her. She would meet force with force and water with water. Song Tangli's methods were as underhanded as ever for ten years.

“Sister needs to recuperate, and the Chang Le Palace in the southwest corner of the Crown Prince’s residence is just right for her.” Song Tangli smiled maliciously, yet pretended to be considering her needs, her expression revealing a strange and terrifying quality.

Fortunately, no one can see these things.

"I'll leave everything to my sister's arrangements," Song Tangxue said nonchalantly.

Anyway, she has money on hand, and she can improve her living conditions no matter how bad they are. She is not a woman like Song Tangli who needs to live on her monthly salary and bonus.

Having money is her greatest source of confidence; ultimately, she has to rely on herself for everything.

Hearing Song Tangxue's agreement, Song Tangli felt smug. She had already toured the Crown Prince's residence thoroughly. The Chang Le Palace was in a remote location, had been uninhabited for a long time, and was dirty and messy.

"Then you should go there soon, sister. The servants still need to clean the bridal chamber. As the masters, we shouldn't cause them any trouble, should we?" Song Tangli said with a smile.

Song Tangxue didn't have much; the two or three boxes of her dowry were carried to Chang Le Palace by several servants.

Song Tangxue hesitated to move, saying, "Princess Consort, please don't forget to return my dowry. It would be bad if word got out that the Princess Consort embezzled my sister's dowry."

Only after the servants carrying the dowry disappeared from the road did Song Tangxue slowly open her mouth and look Song Tangli up and down.

It's a pity that the veil can't reveal Song Tangli's expression; it must be quite a sight right now.

"Whether this dowry is for the Crown Princess or not, you and I know." Song Tangli laughed it off, still reluctant to part with the generous dowry, which had already been put into storage yesterday.

She didn't believe that Song Tangxue would really fight her to the death. From childhood to adulthood, she had never failed to get what she wanted!

"Song Tangli, don't push your luck." Song Tangxue whispered in her ear, warning her, "I don't have that kind of affection for you. If you don't want to cause a scene in front of the emperor the day after your wedding, you'd better behave yourself."

Song Tangli's face turned ashen: "Sister is joking."

“Sigh, I don’t know what to say when I see the Empress Dowager next time, don’t you think, sister?” Song Tangxue brought out her secret weapon for protecting the house—the Empress Dowager.

"I will bring the dowry to Chang Le Palace later." Song Tangli said this almost through gritted teeth, and glared at Song Tangxue indignantly.

What an arrogant and shameless person!

Song Tangxue went to Chang Le Palace in a good mood. As soon as she pushed open the palace door, dust rushed towards her. Song Tangxue took a step back and fanned herself with her hand, coughing and coughing.

Cui Xi quickly helped the person into the courtyard.

None of the palace maids and eunuchs who were supposed to be here were in sight. Cui Xi cursed and swore, "These sons of bitches! How can anyone live in a room like this? Isn't this blatant bullying?"

Cui Xi found a fan and gently fanned herself to make Song Tangxue feel better.

"Your Highness, why don't we go to the palace and tell the Empress Dowager, and ask her to support us?" Cui Xi felt aggrieved and sorry for her mistress.

Song Tangxue coughed incessantly, choked by the dust.

"The Empress Dowager can help for a while, but not forever. Life is something you have to live yourself. The more others help, the more chaotic things might become." Song Tangxue came to her senses and looked at the dusty room.

"The Crown Princess is simply going too far!" Cui Xi was still muttering, "This Chang Le Palace is so dilapidated and small, it's probably not even as good as the servants' rooms."

"I just told you yesterday to be careful with your words and actions, have you forgotten already?" Song Tangxue reminded her, this Crown Prince's residence is a bottomless abyss, you never know when you might lose your head.

"Oh dear, isn't this the Crown Princess? This servant is late, please forgive me!" A young eunuch swaggered into the front courtyard from the palace gate.

While walking, he was yawning and stretching, clearly showing that he didn't take his new master seriously.

Several other people were with her, all of them looking carefree and irresponsible. Cui Xi's face immediately darkened.

"Knowing you're late, you don't need to come anymore." Song Tangxue found a stone bench, and Cuixi, receiving the signal, took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the dust off it.

The leading eunuch, Xiao Xunzi, sneered: "You really think you're the master of this mansion? Your refusal to come doesn't count!"

"Although I am not the master of this Crown Prince's residence, I am your master. I said you don't need to come. Disrespecting your master or being arrogant and rude is enough to get you stripped of your palace status." Song Tangxue sat down leisurely and looked at the group of people.

"If you have nothing to do with this, then get out of here. If you want to stay, go inside and clean the house." Song Tangxue wasn't going to put up with this group of people.

Xiao Xunzi's expression changed several times.

“You all belong to the palace and were assigned to the Crown Prince’s residence. If I inform the Imperial Household Department about this, will you still have a good life?” Song Tangxue dropped a bombshell at the end.

This must be the person Song Tangli carefully selected and sent specifically to annoy her.

Xiao Xunzi reluctantly led the people into the house, while Song Tangxue casually remarked from the outside, "Make sure to clean it thoroughly."

Having lived two lives, she knew best what eunuchs were afraid of, as she had been in contact with them most often in her previous life.

To strike a snake, strike its vital spot; to pinch a person, you must pinch them accurately every time.

"It's quite lively here, sister." Song Tangli came in from the doorway, her gaze turning cold as she looked at the few people who were diligently cleaning the room.

"What are you doing, sister? This room isn't for servants. You should do it yourself." Song Tangxue's hypocritical words were agreed upon by Xiao Xunzi.