As soon as He Changdi left, Xiao Bojian followed him into the room regardless of everyone's gaze. Even Wei Jia couldn't stop him.

Wei Jia shook his head in annoyance. He was afraid that things would get out of hand, so he had to replace Xian Lianyue and guard the door of the room.

Chu Yuan saw that Xiao Bojian had gone in and wanted to follow him. Fortunately, Second Madam was still rational and pulled her back.

Xiao Bojian's face was very ugly. He opened the curtain and entered the room.

In the room, Second Master Chu Qizheng was standing by the bed in a daze. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Xiao Bojian glanced inside. Because of the angle, he could only see two people entangled behind the curtain.

In a moment of desperation, he actually pushed Chu Qizheng away and opened the curtain with a trembling hand. In an instant, a strange man and a woman came into view. Oh, no, this naked woman was not a stranger. She was one of the men he had arranged …

As for the man who had fainted, Xiao Bojian also had some impression of him. He was the distant nephew of Eighth Miss Chu Yuan's nanny. He had met him once by chance.

For a moment, Xiao Bojian's heartstrings suddenly loosened. He couldn't help but touch the fine cold sweat on his forehead.

Fortunately, Lian 'er was fine.

After putting down the heaviest burden in his heart, Xiao Bojian completely restored his usual gloominess and calmness.

With a gloomy face, he turned to look at Chu Qizheng and sneered, "Since Lord Chu doesn't have the credibility to cooperate with me, the deal between us is not valid. Lord Chu, you're on your own."

At this time, how could Xiao Bojian not know that he had been played by the second branch of the Duke of Ying's Mansion?

Chu Qizheng didn't expect Xiao Bojian to be so quick-witted. He hurriedly explained, "Master Xiao, I don't know why things have developed to this point. Maybe the two maids of Chu Lian are very powerful. This has nothing to do with me. Since you have agreed to marry Sister Yuan, how can you regret it?"

Xiao Bojian seemed to have completely lost his patience. He snorted coldly and walked past Chu Qizheng. He didn't even pay attention to what he said.

Chu Qizheng was shocked. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and roared, "Xiao Bojian, don't forget who your teacher is!"

Unfortunately, no matter how angry Chu Qizheng was, Xiao Bojian quickly disappeared from the door of the room.

Chu Qizheng's body went limp, and he staggered two steps. Fortunately, he managed to hold onto the shelf beside him, or else he would have fallen to the ground.

When Chu Qizheng finally adjusted his facial expression and walked out of the room, he angrily walked towards the Second Madam and shouted, "This is simply nonsense!"

Then, he turned to Sister Yuan and said, "Go back to your room!

The bigger it is, the more ridiculous it is! "

Even someone as slow-witted as Sister Yuan realized that something was wrong with the situation.

Her father and mother had clearly discussed these arrangements and told her personally. Why was she being reprimanded by her father at this time? There could only be one reason. The plan had not been completed!

Chu Qizheng also left in a rage with his attendants. The Second Mistress brought Sister Yuan with her and barged into the room.

He searched the whole house, but there was no sign of Chu Lian!

Even a corner of Chu Lian's dirty clothes could not be found. Chu Yuan was so stunned that she could not come back to her senses. Her expression was unusually ugly.

The whole thing was like a self-defeating farce. At this time, the expressions of the women who came with Chu Yuan became subtle.

Presumably, in less than two days, the gossip of Sister Yuan slandering her sister and having an affair at the hairpin ceremony would spread.

At that time, no one would stand on her side and speak up for her.

As the saying goes, good news does not go out, but bad news spreads for thousands of miles. Before the hairpin ceremony of the Duke of Ying's Mansion was over, the matter had already spread to the ears of the noble ladies.

A noble lady who was on good terms with the Duke of Zheng's Mansion said softly, "No wonder Marchioness Anyuan left in such a hurry. If I had such a maternal family, I would have cut off all contact with them."

"Yes, with such a stepmother and sister, Marchioness Anyuan must have had a hard life." Another lady echoed.

…

The news spread like this. Before the end of the banquet, almost all the families had left.

Sister Yuan watched the guests who came to congratulate her leave the Duke of Ying's Mansion one by one. She was so angry that her eyes almost popped out.

She stood on the corner tower and stared at the screen wall behind the gate of the Duke of Ying's Mansion. Her face was pale and ferocious.

Xiaoqin walked a few steps to Sister Yuan's side. "Eighth Young Lady, Old Mistress wants to see you."

Chu Yuan suppressed the anger that was about to explode in her chest and turned to go to the courtyard of Old Mistress of the Duke of Ying's Mansion.

At this time, the guests had all left. There were no outsiders in Old Mistress's courtyard. The ones kneeling below were Second Master Chu Qizheng and Second Madam. Old Mistress and Old Duke of Ying sat at the top with gloomy expressions.

Chu Yuan had never been treated like this before. She walked into the parlor in a daze.

Before she could say anything, she was scolded by Old Duke to kneel.

"What a worthless thing!" scolded the old Englishman in his face.

Sister Yuan had never been scolded by her grandfather so mercilessly. Her eyes immediately turned red and tears streamed down her face. But with her parents hanging their heads, she did not dare to say anything.

Before Chu Yuan came, Old Duke of Ying had scolded his son severely. At this time, the old man also said that he was tired, so the quiet air in the parlor was almost frozen.

"I have decided to betroth Sister Su to Wujing. You and your wife will handle Sister Yuan's marriage!"

After a long time, Old Duke of Ying finally said this.

But it was this sentence that made the second branch of the family of three look up in disbelief.

"No, Father. Didn't you agree to betroth Sister Yuan to Xiao Bojian?" Second Madam quickly begged.

Without waiting for Second Master to speak, Old Duke of Ying said firmly, "I have made up my mind. Go back and think about it in seclusion for a few days!"

After saying this, he stood up and left the parlor, ignoring the second branch's begging. Old Mistress glared at them and left with the help of her maid.

Sister Yuan's body went limp. She could no longer kneel straight. She instantly collapsed on the ground, her eyes becoming more and more lifeless.

When He Sanlang left the mansion and mounted his horse, he already knew that Chu Lian had safely left the Duke of Ying's Mansion.

His tense heartstrings finally relaxed. He turned around to look at the entrance of the Duke of Ying's Mansion. His expression became even colder and colder.

Then, he whipped his horse and returned to Count Jing 'an's Mansion without eating at the Duke of Ying's Mansion.

After Chu Lian returned to Songtao Court, He Changdi returned as well.

As soon as he entered, he asked coldly, "Where is Third Young Mistress?"

His aura made Granny Gui shiver. She instinctively said, "Third Young Mistress is changing in the inner room."

He Sanlang hurriedly strode into the inner bedroom. He turned around the screen and saw Xiyan standing outside. His sharp ears heard the sound of water coming from the washroom. He waved at Xiyan.

Xiyan glanced inside but still left quietly with her head lowered.

He Sanlang's footsteps paused slightly. He turned around and entered the washroom.