Yun Qingyu did not engage with their banter but casually changed the topic, asking, "Which of you four is the richest?"
Upon hearing this, Hong Yu's heart sank, but he quickly put on a pitiful expression. Dressed in garments made from the priceless South Sea Mermaid Silk, he was the first to feign poverty. "Your Highness, I am an orphan, utterly alone and the poorest among us four. I have nothing at all; I rely entirely on your kindness."
As he spoke, he gently tugged at the luxurious hem of his clothing, his eyes filled with innocence.
Wen Zhan smiled, though there was a hint of bitterness in his expression. He leaned slightly forward and said, "Your Highness knows that I am a Wen Family Bastard, not favored at home. I have always been quite strapped for cash and truly have little money. Fortunately, during my time at Princess Manor, life has been relatively comfortable. The servants have not troubled me, and my meals are taken care of. In this manor, there aren't many places to spend money, so I don't have to worry about making ends meet."
As he spoke, his gaze flickered as if he were hiding something.
Yun Qingyu quietly observed the attendants without saying a word, like a lazy yet keen cat waiting to see what else they might come up with.
Qilin quickly added, "Your Highness, while I do have some savings, I am reluctant to spend it. As Wen Zhan mentioned, living in Princess Manor means our food and clothing are provided for us; there really isn't much need to spend money. So from the hundred taels of silver I brought from home, I still have more than half left." He patted his money pouch as if to prove the truth of his words to Yun Qingyu.
The last to speak was Shen Zhongjing, who respectfully replied, "Your Highness, as you know, I also have no money."
Yun Qingyu merely nodded lightly and continued his thought in a flat tone. "So the greatest benefit of entering Princess Manor for you all is that you no longer need to worry about food and clothing."
The four responded in unison, "Your Highness is wise."
Then Qiqi bowed, their movements synchronized, yet each harbored their own thoughts in their eyes.
Yun Qingyu slightly raised her gaze, her eyes flashing like lightning as she looked at the group, a cold glint in her eyes that seemed capable of piercing through their disguises.
She slowly spoke, "So who will explain to This Palace why you are wearing the Priceless Red Mermaid Silk, which takes years to obtain, the Shu Jing Changshan, of which only a few are offered each year, and the Song Satin, whose techniques are said to be lost? Not to mention the Heavenly Silkworm Snow Garment, worth a tael of gold for a tael of silk. You three Illegitimate Sons, one an orphan, are dressed better than those legitimate sons from proper families in the capital. You truly are poor enough to be remarkable!"
Her voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling authority.
The four Attendants were taken aback, exchanging fearful glances. They understood and knelt down in unison, their knees hitting the ground with a resounding thud.
In unison, they said, "Your Highness, the clothes were picked up." Their voices were so synchronized it bordered on comical, but they had no time to care about that now.
Yun Qingyu looked at them indifferently, a mocking smile curling at the corners of her mouth. "Hmph, you surely have more than just these outfits? So you better give This Palace a reasonable explanation. Until then, stay kneeling. You can afford such expensive fabrics yet come before This Palace crying poverty; I will make sure to deal with you properly."
Yun Qingyu's gaze grew colder as she felt increasingly dissatisfied with their behavior.
Given their status as Illegitimate Sons of noble families and the neglect they had faced since entering Princess Manor, it was only logical for them to wear plain clothing.
Yet looking at these four before her—their splendid attire and graceful demeanor—one might easily mistake them for Nobility.
Their performance truly raised doubts in Yun Qingyu's mind.
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