Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: I’m Going to Great Chu Right Now to Find My Master

After returning to her room, Song Qingying was furious at Bai Zhi’er, wishing she could tear her handkerchief to shreds!

"What’s so great about her? She’s just a merchant, refusing to lend a dress and being so disrespectful."

Song Qingying gritted her teeth in anger.

The maid, however, urged her to calm down.

"Miss, there’s no need to be angry with her. Right now, Madam and Master rely on their group, so let’s not provoke her."

"Besides, at tomorrow’s birthday banquet, surely someone else will deal with her. You just need to enjoy the show, Miss."

Song Qingying raised her eyebrows and glanced sideways at the maid: "Someone will deal with her? Who?"

The maid poured her a cup of tea: "It’s naturally Princess Dewan from the Yan Country! She’s quite a fiery person."

"A few days ago, didn’t you ask me to look into the backgrounds of these people, Miss? I went to the docks to inquire."

"Who knew, I actually found out that on the day this group arrived in the Capital City, they were blocked by Princess Dewan’s ship!"

Song Qingying frowned: "I also know about this incident you’re talking about."

That day, she was on Heir Ming Yang’s ship!

Suddenly, Song Qingying realized: "Are you saying that the ship that passed by Princess Dewan’s was Jing Zhi’s ship?"

The maid nodded heavily, a sly and mischievous smile on her face.

"Miss, if Princess Dewan finds out that a mere merchant dared to disrespect her, she will surely cause a scene."

"And since Heir Ming Yang has always liked cultured and reasonable people, Princess Dewan will undoubtedly leave a bad impression on him."

"All you need to do is sow a bit of discord, and you can kill two birds with one stone!"

Song Qingying’s eyes darted around.

After thinking everything through, she smiled: "Wanqing, you’re so clever!"

The maid was smug as she curtsied: "It’s all thanks to your excellent teaching, Miss!"

Song Qingying made up her mind; tomorrow, she would first leak this news to Princess Dewan.

When the time came to create a stir, since Song Qingrui was on good terms with Jing Zhi, she would surely speak up for him.

This way, it’s more than killing two birds with one stone—it’s completely beneficial with endless advantages!

At this moment.

The Princess Dewan, Yuan Ruxin, they mentioned was living in a three-courtyard residence arranged by Prince Li Zheng.

She was in a bad mood.

"What’s the point of celebrating a birthday? What does his birthday have to do with me? I’m not going!" Yuan Ruxin threw the orange in her hand onto the table and turned to enter the inner chamber.

Leaving the attendant from Prince Li Zheng Mansion standing awkwardly in the hall.

The attendant probably didn’t expect that Princess Dewan would dare to say such things right in front of him!

He didn’t know whether to laugh or to yell, finding himself in a difficult position.

The maid hurriedly attempted to explain: "Sorry, our princess rushed here tired from travel and hasn’t rested for many days, so her spirits aren’t high. Please forgive her."

The attendant quickly responded: "Of course, of course, our prince also understands how difficult it must have been for the princess to travel here."

"So if the princess needs anything, please feel free to have someone attend to it."

The maid asked the attendant to wait a moment while she went inside to ask again.

Upon entering the inner chamber, she saw Yuan Ruxin tidying up her pearl jewelry!

The maid was alarmed and hurried over to ask in a low, urgent voice: "Princess, what are you doing!"

Yuan Ruxin shouted in discontent: "I’m not getting married. Heir Ming Yang crashed into my ship and was so arrogant."

"I haven’t even entered the door and I’m already being wronged, I absolutely won’t marry him! I’m going to Great Chu now, to find my master!"

The maid was almost frantic.

"Princess, please endure for a while. Not to mention how long it would take for you to reach Great Chu, just think about your brother and father, they’re all waiting for you!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ruxin despondently dropped the items in her hands.

She lay on the table, feeling extremely wronged: "It’s so frustrating! Why do I have to bear this responsibility alone?"

If only Bai Zhi’er were here, she’d surely know what to do.