After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

Pei Yuqing never thought that this child actually understood everything!

Not only did he understand, he even pointed it out to others in person.

Pei Yuqing simply stopped pretending, "Since you know and have accepted the gift, you should understand the principle of not giving back what you have received."

Jingyou shook his head. "It's my fault for taking something from someone else. I took the initiative to take it."

"Auntie offered it to me on her own initiative, I didn't ask to take it. Besides, I don't want a little girl, so you don't have to waste your thoughts on me, please go back."

"You..." Pei Yuqing was angry. What little girl? !

She is the dignified Princess Yuqing. Does she look like she wants to be someone's mistress?

"In that case, if you took something from me, you should ask your father to return it." Pei Yuqing pushed him away and strode into Prince Jing's mansion.

Jingyou has secret guards around him.

There is a gatekeeper at the entrance of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Jingyou himself is also skilled in martial arts, and his lightness skills are highly praised by his two uncles from the Song family.

If he wanted to dodge Pei Yuqing's hand, it would be effortless.

But he didn't try to dodge, and instead stepped forward to block the way. "Don't even think about entering the palace! Don't even think about getting close to my father!"

Pei Yuqing rushed forward, but Jing You blocked her way and was pushed to the ground by her.

Chu Yanchen strode over and saw his beloved son being pushed down by Pei Yuqing!

My own son was bullied right at my doorstep!

Chu Yanchen was extremely angry.

Without saying a word, he flicked a bead with his backhand and it hit Pei Yuqing on the shoulder.

"what……"

Pei Yuqing felt pain and screamed, covering his shoulder.

Prince Jing's beads carried internal force, and she felt a pain in her shoulder as if she had been stabbed.

Chu Yanchen raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Pei Yuqing sharply.

"You seem to have forgotten everything I said to Princess Yuqing last time?"

Chu Yanchen stepped forward and picked up his son.

"Daddy, don't be angry. Auntie bought me a gift, but she seemed to regret it and asked Daddy to compensate her." Jingyou looked at Chu Yanchen with aggrieved face.

"Hmm?" Chu Yanchen's eyes were cold and stern. "Why do you want her things? What gift? Father will compensate you."

Jingyou hugged Chu Yanchen's neck and explained obediently.

"She said she was a friend of my father and mother, and she came all the way from Xili Country to give me a gift and let me pick what I like."

"I picked out some exquisite gadgets from the third floor of Xuanji Pavilion and gave them to Cui Xiaolangjun, Wang Xiaolangjun, and Yang Qian."

Chu Yanchen's eyelids jumped when he heard that.

Xuanji Pavilion was his property, and his son deliberately took Pei Yuqing to Xuanji Pavilion... He was deliberately setting a trap for her.

Poor Pei Yuqing is still kept in the dark.

"In that case, then let someone retrieve the gift and return it to Princess Yuqing." Chu Yanchen said seriously.

Pei Yuqing looked at Chu Yanchen in astonishment.

Is this an attempt to embarrass her in the entire Kyoto aristocratic circle?

She took the initiative to give a gift, but then regretted it and asked for the gift back?

If she gets this thing, she will never be able to mingle among the noble ladies in Kyoto again.

The influence of the Wang and Cui families in Kyoto, and Princess Minghua treasured her son like the apple of her eye.

In an instant, she lost all her face and offended everyone.

"It's just fifty thousand taels," Pei Yuqing gritted his teeth, "It's nothing to worry about. Why should I ask for it back?"

"I gave it to Jingyou because he was so cute. I didn't expect that the gift would lead to misunderstandings."

Pei Yuqing saw that he couldn't get any advantage from Jingyou.

Instead, she was teased by a little kid!

If she continues to argue, she will lose more than just money.

Pei Yuqing snorted coldly, looked at Jingyou deeply, then turned and left.

When she returned to the inn, Feng Hao, who had taken out 50,000 taels of silver, was waiting for her in the courtyard.

"I have a headache. If you have anything to say, wait until I wake up." Pei Yuqing had a cold face and blocked him with one sentence.

She went straight into her room, and when the maid came in and closed the door to serve her, she raised her hand and slapped her several times.

"Why don't you persuade me a little?"

"I've never raised a child, so I don't know how cunning children are nowadays. Wouldn't you stop me?"

The maid covered her face with her hands, tears in her eyes, and felt aggrieved.

Didn't she advise?

She clearly advised, but did the princess listen?

The maid knew that the princess was angry and had no place to vent it. No amount of explanation would be of any use. She could only bear it and let the princess vent her anger.

The maid stood with her head bowed, looking as if she was respectfully admitting her mistake.

Pei Yuqing got angry and kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed.

She looked at the ceiling of the tent, anger and grievance surging in her heart.

"Song Mingli will pay back what they both owe me!"

"I won't be humiliated or taken advantage of for nothing!"

The maid's eyes flickered and she wanted to say something, but in the end she kept her mouth shut.

Her cheeks were still burning with pain, so she decided not to embarrass herself.

Song Mingli has been busy these days.

She had no idea that Jingyou had killed Pei Yuqing.

Neither Jingyou nor Chu Yanchen told her.

The Baoqing Tower purchased by Princess Huihe has now been redecorated and renamed Yufulou, and will open in the next few days.

She was busy with the affairs of Yufulou.

Princess Huihe gave her a share of the net profits, so she was considered one of the owners of Yufulou.

Princess Huihe and Qi Xu didn't let her worry about the decoration, design, and management.

Now that it has opened, she is asked to go and support it. How can she not go?

Song Mingli had sketched out the general styles of jewelry that she remembered were popular in Kyoto in her previous life several days in advance.

She had never studied jewelry design and did not have Qi Xu's talent, so she could only draw a rough outline.

As long as it can provide Qi Xu with a little inspiration, this gift will not be in vain.

On the opening day, Song Mingli arrived much earlier.

She gave Qi Xu the drawing she had prepared for several days.

"My paintings are crude, please don't mind. It would be great if you can provide some inspiration. If not, just think of it as my paintings for fun." Song Mingli felt a little embarrassed.

Qi Xu's designs are made of authentic materials.

And these drawings of hers were nothing but plagiarism of her memories from her previous life.

Qi Xu flipped through the drawing and looked at her in shock.

Song Mingli felt even more embarrassed when he looked at her. "Is it too crude? Or is the style not nice? If you don't like it, just pretend I never painted it."

Song Mingli reached out his hand embarrassedly and wanted to take the painting back.

Qi Xu quickly dodged and said, "Wait a minute."

He went to his room and took out a stack of his drawings.

There was an inexplicable starlight in his eyes as he handed the drawings to Song Mingli.

Song Mingli took the drawing, flipped through two of them, and felt his scalp tingling.

After reading through a stack of drawings, she felt numb all over.

Well, plagiarism has been committed against the original author.

Oh! We already knew that Qi Xu was talented and had the real talent, so why did she try to be smart and plagiarize the memories of her past life?

"Hehe, um..." Song Mingli dug his toes into the ground awkwardly.

This gift is...

Qi Xu's eyes sparkled, and he looked even more charming.

"Cousin... understands me." He was very frugal with his words, but it was obvious that he was very happy.

Song Mingli:...Hmm?

No, no, the world of artists is beyond her reach.

"I like it very much." Qi Xu raised her drawing.

He doesn't talk much, but he is extremely sincere.

Song Mingli felt ashamed, "I'm glad you like it. I didn't expect..."

Qi Xu showed an exceptionally bright smile on his face.

He put Song Mingli's drawings together with his own and kept them carefully.