Thinking of what Uncle Qiu had said earlier, she was furious. She put down her things and went to the accounting office.

Uncle Qiu gets a headache whenever he sees her, and because of his status, he has to bow to her in a humble manner.

Su Zhirou ignored him and casually flipped through the account books, eventually taking out the account book of Yunshang Pavilion.

Uncle Qiu reminded her, "Your Highness, that's Yunshang Pavilion, managed by the Princess Consort. You can't..."

"Shut up, I'm in charge now."

She looked at the net income recorded above, and the amount of money she made each month made her extremely envious.

If I remember correctly, Zhong Muyu also owns a restaurant in Linggang, and it's doing quite well.

Hmph! So much money, I wonder if she can even spend it all!

Sensing Su Zhirou's thoughts, Uncle Qiu quickly gave a servant a wink, signaling him to go find Zhong Muyu.

No sooner had the servant left than Su Zhirou instructed Uncle Qiu: "Bring me all the money from Yunshang Pavilion."

Zhong Muyu's daily expenses are not high, and her monthly allowance is basically enough. This is only the first month for Yunshang Pavilion, and besides the allowance given by Uncle Qiu last time, there is still some money left that she has not withdrawn.

Uncle Qiu was also angry this time. This was not how you bully someone. So he said righteously, "Whether it is the management of Yunshang Pavilion or the property deeds, they all belong to the Princess. This old servant cannot agree to your request!"

"Don't you even respect the prince?"

"Even if you report this to the Prince, the truth will remain the same!"

"Good! Good! I'll go tell the Prince right away to dismiss you from your post and expel you from the Prince's residence!"

Su Zhirou was heading to the study in a huff when she saw Zhong Muyu arrive at the door.

Why are you here?

Now that she's seen Zhong Muyu, she's become much more assertive and no longer pretends. This makes Zhong Muyu convinced that Lu Ziyuan is the one behind it all, and that she must have something important that can control Lu Ziyuan.

Zhong Muyu picked at his ear: "I heard you shouting as soon as I got to the door. This is the noisiest place in the entire manor. Complaining, complaining, what else can you do besides complaining?"

"No need for you to worry, Princess. Even if I don't know anything else, I just need to win the prince's heart."

Su Zhirou thought Zhong Muyu would be angry, but Zhong Muyu remained calm and composed: "That makes sense. Forced love is never sweet, but it does quench thirst. It's just that what's fake is still fake."

Su Zhirou sneered: "It's all true, but Princess Consort is just deceiving herself."

"Think whatever you want. I'm here today to tell you that if you want Yunshang Pavilion and my money, dream on!"

Seeing her imposing demeanor without actually getting angry, Su Zhirou grew even angrier. Why? She had already won, yet this woman was still so self-righteous!

"You should save those words for the prince. I'm in charge of the household management now, and I make all the decisions!"

Su Zhirou pushed Zhong Muyu aside and headed towards Xiuyu.

Early Spring was furious: "She's too arrogant!"

"Let her run wild for now."

Zhong Muyu walked into the house, saw Uncle Qiu's bitter face, and immediately thought of a solution, which she then told him.

Uncle Qiu looked hesitant: "Will this really work? What if it doesn't? Wouldn't we lose the entire Prince's Mansion?"

"No, the prince isn't stupid. He knows what's important. If he really did those things with Su Zhirou, then I would truly believe he's possessed."

Uncle Qiu nodded and immediately arranged for a servant to go out and inform the others. Zhong Muyu personally wrote a short letter and had it sent to Yunshang Pavilion.

Before long, Lu Ziyuan actually gave in to Su Zhirou's persistent pleading.

When Zhong Muyu saw Lu Ziyuan again, she noticed that his eyes were bloodshot.

Is a morning's work really that tiring?

Just then, Lu Ziyuan's questioning voice came: "Zhong Muyu, how dare you! You even dare to seize the shops in my royal residence!"

"How can this be called taking over? You were the one who gave it to me in the first place, and you told me to do whatever I wanted with it. Have you forgotten?"

Lu Ziyuan hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't remember no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing this, Su Zhirou quickly said, "These belong to the Prince's residence. The Prince was able to give them to you back then, and now the Prince can take them back! Don't you agree, Your Highness?"

Su Zhirou's hand touched Lu Ziyuan's face, and a bracelet on her wrist dangled in front of his eyes.

"Take it back... That's right, Rou'er is right, Zhong Muyu, from now on Yunshang Pavilion no longer belongs to you. Are you going to hand over the management and property deeds yourself, or do you want me to send people to search Xinxiang Courtyard?"

Zhong Muyu narrowed his eyes; his reaction just now was indeed abnormal.

"No need for that trouble, here you go!"

Zhong Muyu took two pieces of paper from her sleeve and threw them in front of them.

Su Zhirou happily accepted the gifts, and Lu Ziyuan smiled at her, saying, "Rou'er, from now on, all these shops are yours to use as you please."

"Yes! Thank you, Your Highness!"

Seeing their beaming smiles, Uncle Qiu wailed, "Your Highness! How can you be so unable to distinguish right from wrong!"

"Uncle Qiu, my mind is made up, say no more!"

"Fine! Since Your Highness insists on doing this, then I will no longer serve as the steward of the Prince's mansion!"

Uncle Qiu, his face filled with grief and indignation, slammed the abacus heavily onto the table.

Su Zhirou said coldly, "Uncle Qiu is getting old. This position should be left to a younger person. You should retire and return to your hometown."

"As Rou'er wishes, Uncle Qiu, go ahead."

"Then this old servant will take his leave. Take care, Your Highness."

Uncle Qiu bowed solemnly, and as he passed Zhong Muyu, the two exchanged a glance. Then Uncle Qiu gave a signal to the others.

When this happened, all the staff from the accounting department gathered around. Now that the prince had no regard for past relationships and had even dismissed Uncle Qiu, several of Uncle Qiu's capable subordinates soon followed suit and resigned as well.

Seeing more and more people leaving, Su Zhirou panicked: "Your Highness, there's no need to let them all leave. Someone has to help me with the affairs of the manor!"

“That’s right, you guys can stay and take Uncle Qiu’s place.”

To everyone's surprise, the men immediately refused: "With Uncle Qiu gone, there's no need for us to stay here. Your Highness, Your Highness, Consort, and Concubine, we're leaving today."

Su Zhirou wanted to persuade them further, but Lu Ziyuan angrily said, "Then let's go! All of you, let's go!"

Now, apart from the servants who had been sold into the Prince's mansion, everyone else who had a choice had left, and the entire accounting office suddenly became empty.

An angry Lu Ziyuan stormed off, though he didn't really know what he was angry about. He felt like he was caught in a net, which made him feel restless and suffocated.

Perhaps escaping from here would make him feel better.

Su Zhirou hurriedly chased after him, but was stopped by Zhong Muyu.

"Su Zhirou".

"What else do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, just congratulations on getting what you wanted."

Su Zhirou sneered: "Let's see how long you can stay calm!"

"I'll keep doing this until you break down."

Su Zhirou ignored her. After they disappeared, Zhong Muyu put away her smile and quietly made arrangements for Zaochun: "Proceed according to the plan I mentioned before. Go quickly."