General's Mansion, Qingyuo Pavilion.
"Miss, we have done so much this time, but it seems that Prince Pu hasn't suffered any losses." Zi Xia stood behind Xuexue, a puzzled expression on her face.
"It's okay, everything must be done gradually, you can't become fat in one bite." This outcome was also expected by Xuexue.
"Miss, knowing this outcome, why did you still go to such lengths?"
"On the surface, Prince Pu's Mansion doesn't seem to have lost anything, but everyone in the Capital is talking about him. Although there is no evidence that he killed Zhang San, even a fool would realize that he cannot be uninvolved in this matter."
Zi Xia suddenly realized, nodding her head, she said, "Right, this time, Prince Pu's reputation has greatly suffered, and he probably won't dare to act against Qinger Building for the time being."
