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"Go after him. It's not our fault if we can't catch up."

"Let's go, let's do this. It's better than going back and receiving the punishment now."

The two guards nodded to each other and randomly chose two directions to chase.

"Madam, what should we do now?" Song Chan in the box was at a loss. She hadn't accomplished anything, and the person had escaped. How should she end this? She just hoped that the guards could bring the person back.

"Don't panic, Miss. Let's leave here first. There are too many people in the restaurant and it would be bad if something gets out."

"Yes, yes, let's go."

Nanny helped Song Chan away and sent a maid to settle the bill.

As soon as she lowered the curtain of the sedan chair, the nanny saw the two guards coming back empty-handed, and her heart immediately sank. This strategy was proposed by her to the young lady. If today's matter succeeded, it would be a great achievement, but if it failed, she would have to take the blame, and the fault could not be her master's.

After hurriedly returning to the guest house of the Marquis Zhongxin's Mansion, Song Chan could only tell her mother the whole story, and her mother would make the final decision afterwards.

"If I find a way to arrange this marriage for you, can you be obedient and live a good life?" Mrs. Song got angry when she saw her own daughter who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything.

When a new emperor ascends the throne, there will usually be a beauty contest. Originally they were planning to let Song Chan enter the palace, but who knew that no decree for a beauty contest was ever issued.

Lord Song was the prefect, the highest official in the prefecture. Song Chan was overwhelmed by the choices and had never found one she liked. But she was already sixteen years old and could not wait any longer, so she came to the capital at the beginning of the year. In a place where nobles gathered, she thought that as the daughter of a fourth-rank official, she would always be able to find a husband of her dreams, but in the end, she was neither high nor low.

After half a year, Song Chan got tired of it, so she set her sights on Lin Changqing who was right in front of her. But Lin Changqing ignored her at all, so she had no choice but to come up with this crooked idea.

"Mother, now that I have entered the Marquis's Mansion, I will live a good life."

Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and said, "If you have made up your mind, then you can only burn your boats and say that Lin Changqing flirted with you and ask him to take responsibility."

Song Chan looked at her mother guiltily, "What if he doesn't recognize her?"

"Don't admit it? In this kind of thing, as long as the woman is willing to sacrifice her dignity, the man will have no choice but to admit it."

Staring at Song Chan, he frowned and said, "Are you sure you want to marry him? Once I leave this door, there will be no turning back. Besides, you will never win his heart in this life."

After a slight hesitation, Song Chan nodded. She wanted to stay in the capital and never go back to that remote city where there was not even a decent jewelry store.

What's so valuable about a man's heart? It's not as beautiful as a golden hairpin.

Mrs. Song thought for a while in the courtyard, then went to Yang's courtyard. She started crying as soon as she entered the door, and kept complaining about her poor daughter.

Yang was confused and only understood after listening for a long time that Lin Changqing bullied Song Chan.

Yang knew Lin Changqing's attitude towards Song Chan very well, and she would never believe that her son could do such a thing. Lin Changqing was sent back drunk and unconscious at this moment, but he couldn't be smeared like this, and Yang would never allow it.

Comforting and delaying time.

Mrs. Song had expected Yang's attitude. Seeing that she was not going to give her a straight answer, she simply stopped talking to her and went straight to the second gate, waiting for Lin Zhi to come back.

Mrs. Song was both a guest and a relative of the Marquis's Mansion, so Yang couldn't force her.

The lady of the house was quick-witted. She immediately sent her confidant to inform Lin Zhi and ask him to come back later. At the same time, she sent someone to call a doctor. They had to wake Lin Changqing up first.

Someone was sent to keep an eye on Madam Song, while Yang personally guarded Lin Changqing.

"Mr. Li, is Chang Qing drunk or what?"

The old doctor pulled out the silver needle and looked at it, then leaned in to smell it, "It's a drug that makes people lose their minds and can't recognize people. If they take too much, they will fall into a coma."

"Please find a way to wake him up."

The old doctor nodded and inserted a silver needle. Half an hour later, Lin Changqing woke up.

Yang sent someone to send the old doctor away, leaving the mother and son alone in the room. "What happened today? Why do you say you bullied Song Chan?"

"You're dreaming! Or am I blind? Do you really think you're a fairy? You're just a piece of rag. She sent me a letter in the name of her sister. When I went to the restaurant, I saw she was the only one there. I wanted to leave immediately, but I was still tricked by accident. Fortunately, I was prepared and ran away, otherwise I would have fallen into her hands."

Yang was so angry that she gritted her teeth. It was really easier said than done. Her eldest son was her husband's subordinate, so it was natural not to neglect him. She had let them live here for more than half a year, not only without charging them a penny, but they had also caused a lot of trouble for the mansion and brought shame to the Marquis's residence. Now she had to blame them.

What can be tolerated by scholars?

He exhaled slowly. He couldn't be impatient now. "Son, your cousin found me and said that you bullied Song Chan. From the inside out, she wanted you to take responsibility!"

"Madam, I have something to report."

The person knocking on the door was Yang's confidant, so Yang let her in.

"Madam, Miss Song Chan hanged herself, and there's a huge commotion over there."

"Damn it, this is too much. How dare you bully me like this in my home? You really think we are made of mud!" Lin Changqing was furious and kicked over a stool.

"Come on, son, let's go meet those two. At worst, you can just take her as a concubine. Don't dream if you want me to marry you in a formal ceremony!"

Lin Changqing felt upset whenever he looked at Song Chan. He didn't want her to be a concubine, let alone a maid.

"Oh, cousin, your acting is not good. If you want to hang yourself, you should at least put the rope around your neck, so that there will be some red marks to make it look more realistic. When I heard that you hanged yourself, I felt a little sad." Lin Changqing joked coldly.

At this moment, Song Chan remembered what her mother said and just cried without saying anything.

"Changqing, your cousin really doesn't want to live anymore. After all, this is all your fault. You ruined her reputation and she can't live anymore. She had no choice." Mrs. Song grabbed Lin Changqing's arm and burst into tears, sobbing non-stop.

Yang couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she rushed forward and rescued Lin Changqing.

"This is the Second Young Master's fault. How can he not take responsibility for bullying others?"

Lin Changqing looked up and saw that it was the usually taciturn Aunt Feng. Just as he was surprised, his grandmother walked in.

Everyone rushed forward to salute.

Mrs. Song knelt down in front of the old lady, crying, as if she had seen a savior.

"Aunt, please make the decision for us mother and daughter!"

"You are all wives of officials and daughters of noble families after all. How can you make such a fuss? Pack up and come to my yard to report." The old lady spoke in a loud and confident voice, and turned and left.