"Mother was wrong."

Wang Ruofu looked disapproving.

Jue Luo's forehead twitched: "Did I make a mistake again?"

"Of course it's wrong."

Wang Ruofu sighed, as if Jue Luo was the one who didn't understand: "I'm just an unmarried girl, rarely venturing out of my own home. What's this talk of being careful with my words and actions? Even if I were as beautiful as a fairy and as talented as a scholar, what could outsiders possibly know?"

Jue Luo's face darkened...

Not only are they disobedient, but their shamelessness is also growing day by day!

After a long pause, she sneered, "It's impressive that you could think of this. What do you think a governess is good for? Isn't she just there to relay messages? Besides, when you reach a certain age, I will take you out to banquets. You can show off your skills in front of others, and they will naturally know that you are well-mannered."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Ruofu gave her a look of utter disappointment: "I've made myself perfectly clear, Mother, do you really not understand?"

Jue Luo was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Ruofu sighed, "What use is just a governess?"

"Mother should invite ten or eight people to my residence—those from the palace, retired members of the imperial clan, those with reputations, those who are eloquent—treat them well with good food and drink, give them plenty of money, and ask them to say a few good words about me to others after they leave. Wouldn't that be enough?"

Jue Luo didn't react for a moment.

Wang Ruofu continued, "And those who handle the purchasing should also be quick-witted when they go out on business. Today they should say that the eldest princess of the Fucha family pays her respects morning and evening, tomorrow they should say that the eldest princess of the Fucha family is dignified and polite, and the day after tomorrow they should say that the eldest princess knows how to be considerate of her servants at such a young age."

"News travels fastest in the marketplace; one person tells ten, ten tell a hundred, and after a while, everyone knows it, right?"

Jue Luo finally understood.

Her eyes widened little by little: "You mean...?"

Wang Ruofu nodded.

Seeing that Jue Luo was still in a daze, she simply reached out and picked up the soup from the side, scooped a spoonful herself, and brought it to Jue Luo's lips.

Jue Luo instinctively opened her mouth and drank it.

Wang Ruofu immediately said, "You see, this is how you write it down."

Jue Luo stared at her blankly.

Wang Ruofu said earnestly, "The eldest princess of the Fucha family was worried about her mother's illness. She personally served medicine to her mother at her bedside, never taking off her clothes and attending to her day and night."

Jue Luo clan: ...

Wang Ruofu put the soup bowl back and said earnestly, "A spoonful of soup today, a cup of tea tomorrow, and a scroll of scripture copied for Mother the day after tomorrow—accumulating these little things over time, who would dare say I'm not good enough?"

Jue Luo was stunned by what she said.

Reputation is naturally extremely important; what woman of this era, especially a woman from a prominent family, doesn't care about it?

But can one really build up a reputation one thing at a time, by paying someone to spread it?

"Why not?" Wang Ruofu seemed to read her mind and said confidently, "Reputation is something you can't see or touch, but it's spread by word of mouth. As the old saying goes, money can make the devil turn the millstone. If you can turn a millstone weighing hundreds or thousands of pounds, why can't you buy it with your words?"

"Does our Fucha family lack that little bit of silver?"

Jue Luo was speechless for a long time.

Seeing that she had finally quieted down, Wang Ruofu was somewhat satisfied and said, "Of course, I am still young, so there is no need to rush these things. It's good that Mother knows what to do."

After saying this, she bowed and left with Shen Guang and Zhao Ying.

Jue Luo remained seated on the couch, lost in thought for a long time.

After Wang Ruofu had walked away, she slowly turned her head and looked at Su Mama, who was serving her.

The latter's expression was also very complicated.

The master and servant remained silent for a long time.

Finally, it was Jue Luo who spoke first, murmuring, "This child... how did he suddenly become like this?"

After a moment's hesitation, Granny Su lowered her voice and said, "Madam, this old servant has something to say, but I don't know if I should."

Jue Luo frowned instinctively: "If you shouldn't say it, then don't say it."

Granny Su choked for a moment, but couldn't help but cautiously say, "The eldest princess's temperament has changed so quickly, could it be... could it be that some unclean spirit has possessed her?"

The room fell silent the moment he said that.

Jue Luo's face suddenly darkened: "Insolence!"

Granny Su was so frightened that she immediately knelt down.

Jue Luo's chest heaved with anger: "How dare you say such things? She is my daughter, whom I carried for ten months and gave birth to, the eldest princess of the Fucha family. Who gives you the right to make up such filthy things about her?"

Granny Su's face turned pale: "Madam, please calm down. This old servant is just worried..."

"You're not allowed to say anything even if you're worried!"

Jue Luo looked at her coldly.

"From now on, you are not allowed to mention such things again. If I hear even the slightest rumor about it outside, whether you spread it or not, I will hold you accountable first."

Granny Su kowtowed repeatedly.

Looking at her like this, Jue Luo suddenly remembered what Wang Ruofu had said that day.

A servant is a servant.

If the master is wrong, the master will teach him. When did it become the servant's place to speak arrogantly or even speak ill of the master?

She felt a lump in her throat, and her tone grew even colder.

"Go down."

Granny Su dared not say anything more and quickly lowered her head and retreated.

Soon, only Jue Luo was left in the room.

As the anger she felt just moments before slowly subsided, she was not entirely at peace.

This child is definitely different.

In the past, when Langhua was scolded by her, she would only endure it with red eyes, and even if she felt wronged, she would not dare to say a word in her defense.

But what about this one now?

She can talk back, seize power, set rules, reward and punish servants, and even dare to teach her, her mother, how to manage her reputation.

As Jue Luo thought of this, her fingertips tightened slightly.

But she quickly dismissed that absurd idea.

Do not!

It's not dirty stuff.

This child remembers things from the past, remembers the people in the mansion, remembers which jade bracelet she broke when she was young, remembers what she likes to eat and what she doesn't like to eat... If it really is some kind of evil spirit, how could it know so much?

Moreover, although everything she did contradicted him at every turn, none of it was truly intended to harm the Fucha family.

She rewards the young maids, punishes the unruly servants, sets rules, and keeps tabs on gossips—aren't all of these things the mistress of the house should do?

In the end, even Jue Luo himself was stunned.

If there's anything wrong, it's not that something unclean has possessed her; it's more like the ancestors of the Fucha family finally couldn't stand it anymore and added a bit of toughness to her bones.

She sat on the couch, and after a while, she suddenly raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

This must be my daughter, she's just finally coming to her senses.

Jue Luo gritted her teeth and thought to herself.

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