Miss Su the Elder hadn’t expected Luo Sheng to say this, and for a moment stood frozen in place.

Miss Su the Second’s anger surged up, and she blurted out, “My elder sister has been so polite to you—what more do you want?”

How could there be such an impolite person in this world?

Luo Sheng looked toward Miss Su the Second, her gaze light and cool. “Wasn’t it Miss Su the Second who spoke impolitely first? Your elder sister apologized on your behalf and had her face rejected, yet Miss Su the Second not only feels no shame for implicating your elder sister with your actions, but continues to be aggressive toward me—what kind of reasoning is this?”

“You—” Miss Su the Second’s face flushed red with anger, and she retorted sarcastically, “Then your behavior isn’t aggressive? I’ve never seen someone so unrelenting after receiving an apology!”

Luo Sheng suddenly laughed, though the laugh held little warmth.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Naturally I’m laughing at how thick-skinned you are.” Luo Sheng said coolly.

“You—” Miss Su the Second’s chest heaved with anger, her entire body trembling.

Luo Sheng asked unhurriedly, “According to Miss Su the Second’s meaning, as long as someone apologizes after harming another, that’s sufficient? If the other party doesn’t accept, the one who caused harm is blameless, while the one who was harmed must endure accusations of being aggressive and unrelenting? I’m truly curious how such shameless ideas could emerge from Miss Su the Second, who claims to be a young lady of good breeding.”

Such ideas were actually quite common. Most people, upon hearing them, would often be led astray and become accomplices who stand and talk without feeling the pain.

But she would not.

She was Princess Qingyang.

Miss Su the Second was rendered speechless by the question.

Despite her indignation, she had to admit the words had some merit.

However, lowering her head like this would be too humiliating. Miss Su the Second regained some rationality and sneered, “I almost got confused by your honeyed words. You said yourself—that’s when the harmed person doesn’t accept an apology. But who harmed you? What I just said was the truth.”

“The truth?” Luo Sheng’s gaze shifted slightly toward Sheng Jiayu, who had remained silent all along.

Sheng Jiayu’s eyes flickered, her tone revealing a pleading quality she herself hadn’t noticed. “Elder Cousin, this is at the main gate, many people are watching. Let’s go inside first.”

Several young ladies, beautiful as flowers, having a dispute—such commotion easily attracted attention. Who knows when, but a crowd had already gathered around to watch the excitement.

The smile on Luo Sheng’s lips grew colder. “It seems Younger Cousin hasn’t explained the truth to the two Miss Sus.”

“Elder Cousin!” Sheng Jiayu anxiously reached to grab Luo Sheng’s sleeve. “Whatever it is, let’s go inside and talk. Making a scene here for people to laugh at—”

Luo Sheng shook her head. “Younger Cousin is wrong. I’ve long become a laughingstock in your mouths and among the people of Jinsha. As the saying goes, when lice are many you don’t itch, when debts are many you don’t worry—what’s there to fear about being laughed at?”

Sheng Jiayu was nearly in tears, biting her lip until it hurt. “Elder Cousin isn’t afraid of anything, but won’t you think of the Sheng family?”

“Sister Jiayu, why do you fear her? If she wants to lose face, let her. Who doesn’t know now that Jialan wasn’t sent away to recuperate from illness at all, but was driven away because Luo Sheng couldn’t tolerate her!” Miss Su the Second, unable to bear Sheng Jiayu’s forbearance, declared indignantly.

The onlookers burst into discussion.

Miss Su the Elder glared fiercely at Miss Su the Second and pulled her aside. “Second Sister, this is the Sheng manor’s business—don’t stick your nose in!”

Sheng Jiayu had no attention to spare for what Miss Su the Second was saying, forcefully pulling Luo Sheng toward the Sheng manor entrance. “Elder Cousin, let’s go inside.”

Luo Sheng’s legs seemed rooted to the ground, not budging an inch.

She looked at Sheng Jiayu, the corners of her lips curving into a mocking arc. “Younger Cousin is wrong again. Though I’m not afraid of being laughed at, that doesn’t mean I’m willing to take the blame for someone else’s laughingstock.”

Having said this, Luo Sheng bit by bit drew her sleeve from Sheng Jiayu’s grasp, her water-light gaze turning toward Miss Su the Second.

Miss Su the Second seemed to realize something, her heart suddenly racing.

Luo Sheng smiled faintly. “Since Sheng Jiayu hasn’t told you the truth, I’ll tell you. The truth is that Sheng Jialan didn’t go to the country estate to recuperate from illness—she was driven out by the Sheng manor!”

“Why?” Miss Su the Second blurted out.

“Because that day she pushed me into the lake in the Sheng manor’s garden, and before that, she drugged me unconscious and hung me from a beam to make it look like I had hanged myself!”

At these words, not only did Miss Su the Elder and Miss Su the Second’s faces change drastically, the surrounding crowd erupted in commotion.

What? Wasn’t it said that the Sheng manor’s cousin had cried, made a scene, and tried to hang herself to marry Second Young Master Su? How did it become that she was plotted against by Second Miss Sheng?

“Impossible!” Miss Su the Second shook her head vigorously, involuntarily looking at Sheng Jiayu. “Sister Jiayu, she’s distorting the truth here—quickly explain!”

At this moment, Sheng Jiayu looked as if struck by lightning, her mind spinning with only one thought: It’s over, the Sheng manor has become the laughingstock of Jinsha!

Sheng Jiayu’s abnormal reaction made Miss Su the Elder’s heart skip a beat, and she quickly pulled Miss Su the Second over. “Second Sister, let’s go back.”

What Luo Sheng said was probably true, otherwise Sheng Jiayu wouldn’t be reacting this way.

After today’s events spread, the Sheng manor’s reputation would surely suffer greatly. Their sisters being involved wouldn’t gain them anything good—a scolding from their elders when they returned home was inevitable.

Miss Su the Second also realized this. Though her heart found it hard to believe, she didn’t dare entangle further and bit her lip. “Sister Jiayu, then, then we’ll take our leave first…”

“Wait a moment.” The speaker wasn’t the dumbstruck Sheng Jiayu, but Luo Sheng.

Miss Su the Elder and Miss Su the Second looked at Luo Sheng’s calm face, an ominous premonition arising spontaneously.

Luo Sheng smiled slightly. “The two Miss Sus needn’t rush to leave—I haven’t finished speaking.”

Miss Su the Elder forced out a smile. “These are all the Sheng manor’s private matters. Miss Luo need not tell us sisters.”

Luo Sheng gave Miss Su the Elder a half-smiling glance. “I still must speak, since this matter has some connection to the Su manor.”

Miss Su the Second flew into a rage. “Luo Sheng, setting aside your reckless proclamation of the Sheng manor’s scandals, you’re actually dragging our Su family into this?”

“Dragging you in wouldn’t be quite accurate—I just wanted the two Miss Sus to know that the reason Sheng Jialan repeatedly tried to kill me was for your second brother, Su Yao.”

Was Su Yao truly completely innocent?

Thinking of Miss Luo who had “hanged herself,” then thinking of that Miss Qian who had hanged herself not long ago, Luo Sheng had doubts about this.

However, these doubts weren’t sufficient to make her do anything about it yet.

Having said all this, Luo Sheng discovered Miss Su the Elder and Miss Su the Second standing there dumbfounded. Looking at Sheng Jiayu still in a daze, she suddenly felt an emptiness at having opponents who were too incompetent.

She sighed softly, lifted her skirt hem, and walked toward the manor gate.

“Hong Dou, let’s go.”

“Yes!” Hong Dou responded loudly, her steps light as she hurried to catch up.

The little maid caught up to her own miss’s side, turned her head, and spat on the ground. “Bah! Doing shameful things yourself yet wanting our miss to take the blame—in your dreams!”

Was her miss someone who took the blame for others? These ignorant fools!