Xiao Cui was a cleaning maid. She quickly eyed the surroundings as she walked in and bowed towards Ning Shu. "This servant greets Fourth Miss. Second Prince asked this servant to give this to Fourth Miss."

  Ning Shu looked at the thing in Xiao Cui's hand. It was a delicate lotus purse with bright colors and a beautiful peony flower threaded on it.

  When Xiao Cui held the purse, it looked as if she was holding a flower.

  Ning Shu sniffed and smelled a faint elegant fragrance on the purse.

  She nodded towards Pei Lan, who accepted the purse for her. Xiao Cui looked at Ning Shu with bated breath. After Ning Shu gave her a little tip, Xiao Cui happily left the courtyard.

  Ning Shu opened the purse and found a jade pendant—half of a jade pendant. Apparently, this jade pendant came as a pair. The other half should be in the hands of the second prince.

  There was also a piece of paper in the purse; it was a letter written by the second prince. Ning Shu skimmed the letter. It was nothing more than an apology. He was sorry for breaking off the marriage and then said some sweet and honeyed words.

  Ning Shu could not stop rolling her eyes. The second prince really thought he was that popular with girls? He probably found out that this body had a princess mother and an emperor uncle, so he wanted to salvage their broken relationship.

  Did he really think it would be that easy?

  Moreover, he had a servant sneak over something like this. He was seriously scrum. He was probably counting on establishing a non-disclosed relationship with her.

  Ning Shu put the jade pendant and the letter back into the purse, then tied it up, and took it to Feng Chang.

  After reading the letter, Feng Chang raised his thick eyebrows and said, "You don't have to worry about this matter. I'll handle it."

  "Thank you, Father." Ning Shu curtsied and smiled faintly.

  If the second prince knew that this letter had reached Feng Chang's hands, who knew what expression he would have? However, it was his fault for treating everyone else as fools.

  He was first adamant about withdrawing from the marriage. After he got his wish, he then learned the noble identity of his ex-fiancé. Now, he wanted to redeem himself. In a nutshell, he was blatantly indicating that all he wanted was to make use of her.

  Frick, did he think that he was the only one in the world with brains and that everyone else was retarded?

  Feng Chang punished Xiao Cui, who had delivered the letter, by selling her. They had no idea that there was such a maid living in their residence. If others wanted to do something to the ladies in their house, all they needed to do was to give the maid a little something and that would get the job done. If they kept a maid like this, what would happen to the reputations of the girls of the Feng family?

  From then on, Ning Shu never got any more stuff from the second prince.

  Her life in Orchid Garden was full of comfort. She did nothing except for drawing talismans. Ying Su kept trying to gain control of the body, but she never succeeded.

  "Feng Qingqian, what gives you the right to keep hogging this body?" Ying Su couldn't help but growl at Ning Shu.

  "Resources are claimed by the strong," said Ning Shu indifferently.

  "You’re not Feng Qingqian. You aren't qualified to occupy this body as the master," said Ying Su. The other party was getting increasingly stronger with every passing second. Ying Su felt that an inexplicable force was going to eject her soul from this body sooner or later.

  "Resources are claimed by the strong."

  "You…” Ying Su was so angry that her soul was about to explode. She had to soften her tone in the end. "There’s no sense in us both losing so much."

  "No, it’s very meaningful," said Ning Shu with a smirk.

  Ying Su didn't speak again. She concentrated her strength to take over the body. On the other side, Ning Shu picked up talisman paper while chanting, and put it on her forehead.

  "Aaah…” Ying Su screamed. She said in a pained voice, "Stop it! Feng Qingqian, I said stop!"

  Ning Shu's body erupted with heavy black gas. The talisman paper on her forehead disintegrated and turned into ash.

  Ning Shu couldn't help but shake her head. As expected, the talisman paper was too weak to take down Ying Su in one go.

  "Feng Qingqian…” Ying Su's voice was frail. "Why do you want to drive me away? I can leave this body if you want. You just have to help me find a replacement. Afterwards, we’ll have nothing to do with each other. How about that?"