Nian Huajiao: The cold-faced treacherous minister spoiled her unconditionally after breaking his vow

"Damn it. The upbringing of the Ningyang Marquis' family is truly astonishing." Cheng Wen slammed the table angrily.

"The evidence is conclusive. I will ask them to sort it out tonight and hand it over to the teacher." Lu Jinan bowed.

Cheng Wen nodded: "Leave it to me..."

"Father." A sweet voice came from outside the door.

Cheng Wen stopped talking quickly, smiled and said softly, "Come in."

"Ruyi greets the prince." Cheng Ruyi bowed with a blushing face.

Lu Jinan returned to his usual coldness, raised his hand, and said, "Miss Cheng, there's no need to be so polite."

Cheng Ruyi glanced at him and quickly lowered her head.

When she heard Yingxiang, the head maid beside her, say that Lu Jinan had arrived, she immediately put down the embroidery in her hands and rushed to her father's study.

He was still as indifferent and distant as usual.

Cheng Ruyi felt somewhat disheartened.

She was already sixteen years old, and it was time to discuss marriage. But she liked Brother Jingnian, and she didn't want to marry anyone else.

Lu Jinan bowed as a junior and said, "Teacher, I'll have someone send the things to Cheng's house after they're packed. Jingnian will take his leave first."

Cheng Wen looked at Cheng Ruyi, who was anxious and about to cry, and sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Go, go."

Lu Jinan walked out of the study.

"I'll go see Brother Jingnian off." Cheng Ruyi said, and followed him out.

Cheng Wen looked at her anxious back and sighed again.

His daughter is good in every way except that she focuses all her attention on Lu Jinan.

He didn't disagree.

It's true that Lu Jinan has a good reputation, but he knows best what kind of person he is inside.

This man is broad-minded, intelligent, and good at both civil and military affairs. If it weren't for the death of Prince Jing, he would have shined long ago.

But he could also see that Lu Jinan's mind was not on Cheng Ruyi.

Sooner or later, his precious daughter would hit the ice before she would give up.

"Brother Jingnian, is Princess Jing okay?" Cheng Ruyi asked in a low voice, half a step behind him.

"Thank you Miss Cheng for your concern. My mother is in fine health." Lu Jinan replied perfunctorily.

The steps under my feet became bigger and bigger, and I walked faster and faster.

Cheng Ruyi had to lift her skirt and jog to barely catch up with him.

Hearing his answer, Cheng Ruyi stopped and called out, "Jason Lu!"

Only then did Lu Jinan stop.

Cheng Ruyi walked up to him quickly and asked, "Why are you always so cold to me?"

"Ms. Cheng, I'm busy." Lu Jinan replied indifferently.

Cheng Ruyi was so angry that she laughed.

She thought she could hear a comforting reason from him, but she didn't expect that this man... was just because he was busy!

She walked forward, only one step away from Lu Jinan, and said, "Brother Jingnian, I..."

Lu Jinan immediately took a step back.

He was tall and handsome, but his words were cold and dull.

"Miss Cheng, men and women should not touch each other. Please call me Lord Lu from now on. You are my teacher's daughter, and I only treat you as my sister. Goodbye."

Without waiting for Cheng Ruyi to reply, he walked out of the mansion.

Only Cheng Ruyi was left standing there in a daze.

This was the most common thing Lu Jinan had said to her.

Those were the words that hurt her the most.

Yingxiang, who was following behind her, hurried forward to wipe her young lady's tears.

"Yingxiang, what kind of woman do you think he likes?" she murmured.

Yingxiang hesitated and replied: "Miss, don't be sad, Master Lu..."

"Yeah, how do you know? I don't know either..." Cheng Ruyi said incoherently.

"Miss, there are so many good men in Yongjing City, please don't be sad..." Yingxiang comforted her young lady while helping her walk towards Ruyi Courtyard.

On the other side, it was not until the hour of Xu that the two stewards withdrew from Shaoguang Courtyard.

After dinner, it was getting dark.

Nanxing and Mingxu were the only ones left in the room, and Jiang Luo asked Mother Wu to guard the door.

She lay on the chaise longue, holding a book in her hand, and asked, "How's Chan Yi?"

"To answer young lady's question, ever since Chanyi was beaten with a stick by the third young lady, she has been locked up in the woodshed and no one is allowed to come to her. She is only given food and water, and no medicine is allowed." Mingxu replied with a sigh.

As a maid, she really felt heartbroken for Chan Yi.

Although a maid's life is worthless in the hands of her master, Chan Yi has served the Third Young Miss for so many years after all.

Even if there is no merit, there is still hard work.

She heard from the maidservant at the gate of Jinxiu Courtyard that Chanyi had always been loyal to the Third Miss, taking care of everything. It was just that she was not as sweet-mouthed as Zifu and was not good at pleasing others.

Now she is left to fend for herself.

The third young lady is really vicious.

Mingxu looked at Jiang Luo in front of him and thought to himself: Her daughter is still the best...

Jiang Luo lowered his eyes and looked at the book in his hand. After thinking for a while, he said, "I have waited for two days. It is time. It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow."

People like Chan Yi, who only care about doing things and not talking, are extremely determined and more loyal.

Unless they are on the verge of collapse or facing death, they will not be easily subdued.

"Give her this bottle of medicine. I think you should know how to convince her." Jiang Luo handed the bottle of medicine in his hand to Mingxu and said.

Mingxu hurriedly took the medicine bottle and replied respectfully: "I understand, please rest assured, young lady."

Jiang Luo waved his hand, signaling them to go down.

The two of them then retreated.

When it was completely dark and everyone in the Duke's Mansion was resting, Nanxing took Mingxu and jumped onto the roof...

In the last row of woodshed in Jinxiu Courtyard.

With a creak, the wooden door opened.

Chan Yi, who was in unbearable pain, heard the footsteps of someone coming in a daze.

My body has been aching more and more these days, but my ears have become more sensitive.

"Who?" An old woman's voice came from Chan Yi's dry throat.

Mingxu said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's me, Mingxu."

Chan Yi was shocked.

Mingxu who is beside the eldest lady?

Why did she come here?

She also thought that if the eldest lady had not insisted on snatching things from the third lady's room that day, she would not have ended up like this.

Hatred gradually grew in my heart.

"What are you doing here?" Although she sounded weak, there was still some unkindness in her tone.

"I'm here to tell you not to hate the wrong person."

"What do you mean?" Chan Yi asked, raising her head with great effort, but because she had no strength to support herself, she fell down again.

"My young lady asked me to tell you that the little maid who went to Chunhuayuan to report the news that day was Zi Fu's woman." Mingxu looked at her meaningfully and said.

After staying in the dark for a long time, Chan Yi's eyes could see very clearly.

It’s Zi Fu again!

"Why does she always go against me? I don't compete with her for anything. I just want to do a good job for the Third Miss, but she still wants to kill me..." She murmured to herself.

"If I were you, I would definitely find a chance to live well and let her taste what you feel at this moment." Mingxu said patiently.