Yun Chuqing was left speechless by Gu Shengyin’s words.
In her eyes, this girl was merely mocking her for being just a concubine, without any right to preach to her.
The maid standing beside her stepped forward, scoffing, "There is no main consort in Prince Xian’s Mansion. Once we concubines are married into this house, we are the only mistresses it will have. You’d better be careful with your words, girl."
Gu Shengyin didn’t move a muscle, simply stroking the zither in her hands.
Yu Wenrui’s figure appeared at the entrance of the courtyard, "What are you doing here?"
He was addressing Yun Chuqing.
Upon seeing him, Yun Chuqing’s expression changed, and she said mournfully, "Prince, I merely heard that your little martial sister was residing in this courtyard and wished to see her. I didn’t expect that this lady would be so unwelcoming..."
"You wanted to use your power to humiliate me thoroughly," Gu Shengyin continued her sentence.
Yun Chuqing’s expression changed. She indeed harbored such thoughts, but she could never admit to this.
Yu Wenrui knew why Gu Shengyin said this; her unique ability allowed her to know the thoughts of everyone around her.
He looked at Yun Chuqing, his gaze filled with disdain: this woman, if not for the wealth of her family...
"Miss Yun, it’s best if you don’t meddle in the affairs of Prince Xian’s Mansion for now."
Yun Chuqing’s face turned pale. What did he mean by this, humiliating her in front of everyone?
After all, she was supposed to be his future concubine, wasn’t she?
But she dared not say much, her face ashen as she took her leave with her entourage.
Only after Yun Chuqing had left did Yu Wenrui turn to Gu Shengyin with an apologetic tone, "It was my oversight that caused you to be disturbed."
Gu Shengyin shook her head, "You owe me no apologies, I have been a burden to you by staying here."
Listening to her unusually indifferent tone, Yu Wenrui felt an ominous feeling rise within him.
Gu Shengyin continued, "I have been staying here for so long now. The benefits you gained on the day I shape-shifted were not small. Let us consider our accounts settled."
"I am preparing to leave."
Yu Wenrui couldn’t quite identify his feelings upon hearing those words, a mix of pain and emptiness.
"Don’t you like me? Why are you leaving now?" he heard himself ask, sneeringly.
Gu Shengyin looked at him strangely, her eyes as clear and bright as when they first met, "Why would I like you if you don’t like me?"
Her logic was so simple, you like me, I like you.
Suddenly, Yu Wenrui laughed softly, this person seemed so naive, yet in actuality, was the most heartless of all.
He closed his eyes momentarily, ridiculing himself silently: perhaps it’s for the best, at least this way, when I make that decision, it won’t be too painful.
His heart had already begun to waver, realizing that he had fallen for her, he was somewhat reluctant to let go.
He had stayed away from her for nearly half a month, just to test whether he could truly let her go.
When he heard that Yun Chuqing was bringing a large group of people to this small courtyard, he still rushed over immediately.
But what he saw was a changed You Lan.
Perhaps it was better this way.
He consoled himself, between them, there should never be more entanglements.
"Just help me with one last thing," he said, his tone indifferent.