Chu Lian had never seen such a shameless person before.

Inside Qingxi Hall, the lights were as bright as day.

All the masters of Duke Jing 'an's estate were sitting in the reception pavilion of Qingxi Hall.

Everyone's expression was extremely gloomy.

Chu Lian sat beside He Changdi, her gaze falling on her eldest brother, He Changqi, who was sitting at the head of the table.

He Changqi was still in a daze. It was obvious that he had not recovered from the shock just now. Although he was tall and sturdy, he looked like a lonely bear at this moment. Stubble had appeared on his chin, making him look even more haggard.

At this moment, everyone's ears were filled with He Ying's demonic voice.

Ever since she found out that He Dalang and Miss Pan Nianzhen had done that, He Ying had been crying in the reception pavilion of Qingxi Hall.

The current He Ying looked like a shrew in the marketplace, causing everyone in the estate to look down on her even more.

Matriarch He was woken up in the middle of the night. Her expression was already extremely ugly, and when she heard that something had happened to her granddaughter, she almost fainted.

Then came He Ying's cries. The entire Qingxi Hall was like a market full of shrews cursing in the streets.

Even the servants didn't want to look at her.

Countess Jing 'an was helped into the reception pavilion by Senior Servant Wang. Her face was as pale as a sheet, and Chu Lian hurriedly stood up to support her.

When Matriarch He saw that Countess Jing 'an had arrived, she finally had a place to vent her pent-up anger. She slammed the table and roared, "Look at the good son you've given birth to!

He even defiled his own cousin! "

Countess Jing 'an almost couldn't stand up after being reprimanded by the matriarch.

Fortunately, there were people supporting her on both sides, so she didn't faint from anger.

Countess Jing 'an angrily pointed at He Dalang and said in a hoarse and sorrowful voice, "Unfilial son, kneel!"

He Dalang's eyes were empty. When he heard his mother's words, he didn't even try to defend himself. He directly knelt in the center of the reception pavilion. His usually straight back was bent at this moment, making one's heart ache.

Chu Lian gave Senior Servant Wang a look, and the two of them hurriedly helped Countess Jing 'an to sit on a chair at the side.

He Ying knelt on the ground and hugged the matriarch's legs. She cried, "Mother, you have to uphold justice for Sister Zhen!

I only have one pure and innocent daughter, and I still want to betroth her to a good family! "

Pan Nianzhen had long been brought back to Qingying Hall. At this moment, she was resting in the wing room beside the reception hall. Liu momo and a few servant girls were taking care of her.

As soon as she returned to Qingwen Hall, she had been crying non-stop. Her two eyes were already swollen like walnuts. No matter how Liu momo and the servant girls comforted her, it was useless. It was obvious that she was truly heartbroken and regretful.

Nanny Liu saw Pan Nianzhen's performance, and her heart was full of doubts.

Without batting an eyelid, she sized up the maids serving Pan Nianzhen.

In the Flower Hall, He Ying's crying made Old Madam's face even uglier. Although she felt guilty towards her daughter, the way things had turned out was like a slap to her face. It was rare for her to say such harsh words to her daughter.

"If that's the case, why didn't you control Sister Zhen? Why would a girl like her be in the front yard in the middle of the night?"

It had to be said that when the Old Madam's mind was clear, she could see the essence of the matter at a glance.

After all, this was the Great Wu Dynasty, and there was a curfew at night. Even if it was an aristocratic family, after dinner, most of the womenfolk would stay in their rooms. They wouldn't visit or go out anymore.

Last night, when the three He brothers returned, it was already very late. Why would Pan Nianzhen appear in the large study in the front yard in the middle of the night?

This concerned whether He Dalang was the victim or the accused.

He Ying panicked for a moment when she heard Old Madam He's words, but she quickly calmed down.

Of course, she had arranged for her daughter to appear in the front yard. However, she had arranged for He Erlang, so why did it suddenly become He Dalang? She was still in shock!

However, at this moment, even if her mother suspected her, she had no choice but to deny it.

She had no other choice but to insist that He Dalang was the culprit.

He Changqi was the eldest grandson of Duke Jing 'an's estate. In the future, he would definitely inherit the title of nobility. If Sister Zhen really could marry him, it wouldn't be a bad choice.

Almost in a moment, He Ying had already changed her mind.

In any case, what was done was done. She had nothing to lose, so she had to rely on He Dalang even if she had to.

He Ying didn't say anything and only cried. Her sobs and sniffles made Old Madam extremely annoyed.

She then remembered that the one who had gotten into trouble was her only granddaughter. She had only lived in the Duke's estate for a few months, yet a beautiful young lady like her had been ruined just like that. She wasn't born tall and her body was ruined. Who could she marry?

Even if she did marry, she would be a disgrace to Duke Jing 'an's estate.

Old Madam He lowered her head. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her eldest grandson kneeling to the side, looking dejected.

Her eldest grandson didn't have any children. They had just separated not long ago, and he was almost thirty now. Madam Zou only had two daughters left.

No matter what, Sister Zhen was Dalang's younger cousin. He had already interacted with her a few times. Dalang was going to inherit the title of nobility and couldn't remain single forever. In the future, he would definitely have a legitimate son.

Rather than marrying a woman he didn't know, and she was from a rich family that was hard to please, why not betroth Sister Zhen to him? They would be a pair of cousins. Sister Zhen was young, so why would they worry about not having a legitimate son?

Everyone in the room was annoyed by Eldest Young Madam's crying.

Chu Lian looked at He Changdi.

He Sanlang's icy gaze swept across everyone in the reception pavilion. He understood that he had to stick his head out now.

Eldest Brother He Changqi looked dejected. He hadn't recovered from the shock just now. Second Brother He Changjue was still in a deep sleep. Their mother, Countess Jing 'an, had a soft personality and wasn't suitable for this kind of thing.

Chu Lian was capable, but she was the youngest and shouldn't stand out. Moreover, He Changdi couldn't bear for his wife to stand out and become the target of public criticism.

"Don't cry, Aunt. I will send someone to investigate this matter.

If it's Eldest Brother's fault, he will definitely bear the consequences as a man. However, if I find out that someone is manipulating this matter from behind, don't blame me for not giving face to our relatives! "

He Changdi's voice was as cold as ice. It was powerful and resonant, causing He Ying to tremble involuntarily.

She glanced at He Changdi with a bit of fear and felt extremely guilty.

Matriarch He's face was pale and haggard. It didn't seem like much time had passed. Half of her originally few strands of white hair had turned white, and the wrinkles on her face were becoming more obvious.

Seeing that her youngest grandson had taken the lead, she nodded and agreed. Although she wanted to interfere, she really didn't have the energy to do so.

The matriarch waved her hand weakly and said tiredly, "Then I'll hand this matter over to San Lang to investigate. It's still dark outside, so go back and sleep a bit more. There's no need to come and pay your respects to me tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, Matriarch He was supported by Mu Xiang and another senior servant girl towards the bedroom.

He Ying hurriedly chased after them, but was stopped by the young servant girl guarding the door.

The young servant girl had an apologetic expression on her face. "Eldest Young Madam, Matriarch's health isn't good. Please let her rest more."

He Ying still wanted to force her way inside, but Senior Servant Liu, who arrived just in time, stopped her and persuaded her to leave.