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The elders of the Yin family looked at each other in bewilderment.

Why didn't she even say a polite word, and instead made someone write it down?

"Liuli, your sister means well; she wants to help you out of sisterly affection..."

Yin Jingtang's heart tightened, and he said with a stern face, "Why do you really want to?"

"Words are law; she said it herself, so why shouldn't I accept it?"

Yin Liuli's cold gaze fell on Yin Yuzhu's head.

That dazzling gold lace chrysanthemum hairpin inlaid with gemstones, a gold hairpin inlaid with pearls and jade, and a peach blossom hair ornament all came from my mother's dowry.

Wow, she had already figured out the Yin family's background. Over the years, Wang had secretly embezzled most of her mother's dowry, including valuable jewelry and ornaments, as well as a whole set of extremely valuable furniture.

That was a precious gift that my maternal grandparents had prepared over three years for their daughter's wedding.

Yin Yuzhu not only secretly divided up her mother's dowry, but also often helped Wang come up with ideas to bully her mother!

No one knew that she appeared gentle and weak on the surface, but in reality she was a ruthless and vicious accomplice!

She was determined to get back everything her mother had lost!

"Baozhu is your sister after all! We're blood relatives, how can you bear to take her dowry?"

Old Master Yin spoke with a hint of disdain, "Your sister is being polite to you, but you're certainly not being polite at all!"

He wasn't entirely heartbroken for his granddaughter Yin Baozhu, but if this dowry were given away, wouldn't the family have to pay for it again when she got married?

Yin Liuli gave him a cold glance.

"What do you mean 'take'? Didn't the old Marquis have his ears stuffed with pig bristles? Didn't he hear her running in crying and begging to give it to me?"

Old Master Yin secretly took a breath, speechless after being rebuked.

Indeed, Yin Baozhu brought this upon herself; why did she have to put on this whole thing?

Yin Liuli raised her chin impatiently and said,

"Yin Baozhu, are you really serious about giving this to me? If not, stop pretending."

"Elder sister, I... I wasn't pretending..."

Yin Baozhu immediately bit her lower lip.

Oh no, things aren't going as she expected?

The elders of the Yin family are all here. Shouldn't they be vehemently stopping her? How come they've all been silenced by her?

"That's good. Can't you hold the pen? I'll help you."

With a flick of her slender fingers, Yin Liuli sent out a "Control" talisman.

A flash of light appeared.

Although Yin Baozhu couldn't see, her arm involuntarily rose, she grabbed the brush, bent down, and uncontrollably began to write on the rice paper.

She didn't intend to actually write it!

"What's going on?"

Yin Baozhu clutched her arm, struggling to lift her head and screaming, "My...my hand! Father, I can't control it...Save me! Save me!"

Yin Jingtang was also taken aback. Just as he was about to step forward to check, he was frozen in place by a talisman.

My legs felt like they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and I just couldn't move them.

"alright."

Yin Liuli picked up the letter of gift written by Yin Baozhu, raised an eyebrow in satisfaction, and said, "I won't accept your gift for nothing. How about this, I'll give you a piece of advice..."

Too much scheming and cleverness can backfire; lest your prized son-in-law be given away to another.

"What did you say?"

Yin Baozhu's already resentful heart suddenly surged with anger. "Yin Liuli, what do you mean?!"

"What I mean is, from now on, be an honest person and don't try to be clever or scheming. There are plenty of people in this world who are more cunning than you."

Yin Liuli scoffed dismissively, "You don't even understand this? What an idiot!"

"You're cursing me? I gave you all my dowry, and you're cursing me!"

Yin Baozhu stood up abruptly, pointed at Yin Liuli's nose, and began to hurl insults.

"Yin Liuli, what are you up to! Do you know that my future husband is Fang Zhengyun, the eldest grandson of the Duke's mansion? He is handsome, charming, and skilled in both literature and martial arts!"

The man you married, though a prince, was the most despicable playboy in the capital, indulging in all sorts of vices!

I know you're jealous that I married well, but even if you are, you can't curse me like that!

"I'm jealous of you?"

Yin Liuli crossed her arms and smiled disdainfully, "Your future husband is indeed a dragon among men, but someone like you probably won't even be able to get into the Duke's mansion in the future."

Yin Baozhu was so angry that her face flushed red. "You, you..."

"This is a free gift, no money required."

Yin Liuli glanced at her impatiently, took Zhen's hand and said, "I'm tired and don't want to waste my breath on you. Please prepare my ten-mile-long red bridal procession before you invite me to marry you."

"Mother, let's go back to our room and rest."

……

The mother and daughter left, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Originally, the plan was to bring back this abandoned girl, give her some sweet treats to coax her if she was obedient, and scare her if she was disobedient. Then, tie her up and stuff her into the bridal sedan chair, and that would be the end of it.

Who would have thought that she would learn so many evil and unorthodox methods, turning the entire Yin family into chaos?

"Slap slap slap"

Old Master Yin slammed his fist on the table with a thunderous roar, his face ashen.

"How could my Marquis Yin's mansion have raised such an unfilial and disloyal descendant! He has utterly disgraced our ancestors!"

With a worried look on his face, Yin Jingtang asked, "Father, what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? We need to figure out how to raise the dowry and get rid of this monstrous demon as soon as possible!"

Old Master Yin's body trembled, and he said weakly,

"With this connection, Princess Chengyi can speak up for us in front of the Emperor. At least we can get through this hurdle first, which is better than waiting for our property to be confiscated and us to be exiled!"

"Don't worry, all of you. Now that we've become in-laws with the Princess's family, how could my Yin family possibly fail to prosper again?"

Yin Jingtang nodded with a gloomy expression.

"Father is right. Fortunately, the princess's wedding is scheduled for the end of the month. Let's hurry up and marry this girl off."

Princess Chengyi was probably afraid that this eighth bride would be cursed to death before even entering the family.

Even if she marries him and then dies, at least her son has been married.

There's a rumor circulating in the court, though it's unclear whether it's true or not: the Emperor intends to choose an unmarried prince or grandson to marry a princess from a Tartar tribe that has been causing trouble on the frontier.

"By the way, Jingtang, it seems that Liuli has been spoiled since she was little. You should quickly find a nanny to teach her some manners, so that she can at least manage to leave the house!"

Old Master Yin, sweating profusely, gave a final, earnest instruction.

Otherwise, I'm really afraid that if she gets upset, she might even overturn the bridal sedan chair!

Yin Jingtang's lips twitched. "Yes, Father."

Just take that with a grain of salt.

Teaching Yin Liuli rules? She's already being kind by not setting rules for others!

……

Upon entering the courtyard, Yin Liuli was shocked.

I never imagined that my mother's courtyard was so remote, with simple houses and no flowers or plants in the yard, it was empty and desolate.

It was even worse than being confined to the cold palace.

The two rough-looking maids who came to open the door also grumbled and complained with unfriendly expressions.

"Isn't the young lady back now? Madam insisted on going out to see her, and she gave us a good scolding!"

"Exactly, this also deducted our next month's allowance. How are we supposed to make a living in the future?"

"It's not that I'm complaining, but there's hardly anything profitable in this courtyard. Madam shouldn't have let her temper drag us down with her..."

A hint of nervousness flashed across Madam Zhen's face, and she quickly spoke in a gentle and kind tone.

"Don't be angry, sisters-in-law. I'll secretly add some of the money I deducted from your monthly allowance..."

Hearing her mother say this, she knew that she had suffered a lot of complaints from those two unruly servants in the past.

Yin Liuli's face darkened.

"Oh dear... Master, these two unruly servants are also Wang's people. They've been giving you a hard time and causing you trouble all the time!"

"Waaah!" she said angrily in Yin Liuli's ear.

"Then let them get their just deserts!"

Yin Liuli snorted coldly, drew a "punishment talisman" in her palm, and flicked her finger to send it flying.

"Thump"

A maidservant trembled and inexplicably knelt at Zhen's feet.

"Mrs. Chen, what are you doing?"

Startled, Zhen instinctively took a step back and exclaimed in surprise.

Yin Liuli blew on her fingertips and said casually, "Mother, she's punishing herself for all the bad things she's done."

"Yes, this servant has done many bad things, this servant deserves to be punished!"

Aunt Zhang raised her hand and slapped herself hard across the face.

Yin Liuli sneered, "Tell my mother why you deserved to be hit?"

Aunt Zhang couldn't control her hands at all, slapping herself repeatedly with both hands, trembling with fear.

"This servant was ordered by Madam Wang to make life difficult for her mistress, and has been frequently disrespectful and insolent. This servant deserves to be beaten!"

Mrs. Zhen looked on in surprise.

Over the years, she had indeed suffered a lot from the torment of these two maids. They would say hurtful things without hesitation, do chores carelessly, and complain to her if they were unhappy.

She had no choice but to take some of her meager monthly allowance to buy them wine and drinks in order to calm them down for a moment.

Yin Liuli snorted, "How much? You tell me."

"Clap clap clap..."

The sound of slaps continued, and Zhang Sao was on the verge of tears.

"This servant will beat your face until it's like a pig's head. As long as you're not satisfied, I'll keep beating you... I beg you for forgiveness!"

"That's more like it."

Yin Liuli's sharp eyes swept over the other one, "What about you? It's too boring to slap someone in the face all the time, go bang your head against a wall."