The Destiny of Going to Hell

Zhao Yunchuan was extremely angry, and Mrs. Wu was even more furious.

Such a thing happened at the polo match she personally hosted. Doesn't this prove that she is incompetent? Who will look up to her in the future?

Besides, there were many famous nobles at the banquet. If something serious really happened, how would she explain it to everyone?

As the eldest lady of the Earl's Mansion, this title is not just for show.

When Minglan was forced by Madam Wu's men to kneel down below Molan, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Her hands were clenched into fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.

She never thought that things would develop to this point. It was just a momentary jealousy that made Sheng Molan look bad, but she didn't expect that it would almost lead to a disaster.

At this moment, her heart was filled with regret and fear.

He regretted his impulsiveness and irrationality, and was afraid of Mrs. Wu's anger and the consequences he might face.

Looking at the arrogant Sheng Molan, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Minglan's eyes.

She hated it, hated that Sheng Molan was always so dazzling, hated that she could always easily attract everyone's attention.

Why can't I be like her? Why do I have to hide my talent?

But at the same time, she also knew clearly that the current situation was caused by herself and she must bear the consequences.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping there would be a chance of recovery that would allow her to escape this disaster.

However, looking at Mrs. Wu's angry expression and the contemptuous eyes of the people around her, she understood that it might not be so easy to get away this time.

Madam Wu spoke angrily, her voice full of anger: "Are you Sheng Xiaoliu from the Sheng family? Do you know that if this horse goes crazy and hurts the people present, you will not be able to save your life! You are so bold that you dare to do such a wicked thing at my polo match!"

Qi Heng was also shocked.

In his opinion, Molan and Minglan had never had any grudges against each other, so how could she be so cruel to her own sister?

Moreover, Minglan always looks like a pitiful little girl who is being bullied. Who would have thought that such a vicious heart is hidden under her weak appearance!

Qi Heng felt a chill in his heart and completely lost his good impression of those weak women.

Minglan felt very uncomfortable when she saw Qi Heng avoiding her like the plague.

She looked at Sheng Changbai in panic, asking for help, "Second brother, I was bewildered for a moment..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Sheng Changbai, who was always gentle to her, frowned tightly, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out.

What a waste, you can't even do the smallest thing!

"Shut up, don't call me second brother! You did such evil things, how can you be worthy of being a member of the Sheng family?"

Sheng Changbai's words were like a sharp blade, piercing into Minglan's heart.

Sheng Minglan was full of doubts and didn't understand why Sheng Changbai would turn hostile just because of a name.

But what should she do if even Sheng Changbai doesn't help her?

At this time, Madam Wu had already said, "Come here, arrest her and send her to the government."

At this critical moment, Old Mrs. Sheng rushed to the scene like a savior.

Old Madam Sheng was dressed in solemn dark clothes. Although she was gray-haired, she was still energetic, and her eyes revealed the wisdom and majesty accumulated over the years.

"Madam Wu, why don't you give me some face? I will send someone to deliver the compensation for this incident to your residence later."

Old Madam Sheng's voice was steady and powerful, and she exuded authority without even getting angry.

She straightened her back slightly and looked at Madam Wu with a firm gaze. Her posture seemed to tell everyone that she would protect her granddaughter today.

When everyone looked, they found that she was the eldest daughter of the Yongyi Marquis.

Back then, when Mrs. Sheng was still a noble lady in the boudoir, she was a famous lady in the capital. Although she is old now, her dignity and majesty are still something that people dare not underestimate.

When everyone saw Old Madam Sheng, the anger in their hearts subsided a lot. In the upper class society, it has always been the case that you give me face and I give you face.

When Mrs. Wu saw that Old Lady Sheng came in person, she couldn't help but have some concerns.

After all, Mrs. Sheng’s status is there. If she doesn’t give her this face, it will be difficult to explain in the social circles of the capital in the future.

Mrs. Wu thought for a moment, then waved her hand and asked someone to let Sheng Minglan go.

Sheng Minglan had just been frightened, and when she saw her backer coming, she finally felt relieved.

"Grandma~"

That cry from my grandmother was full of twists and turns, filled with endless grievances and sadness.

People who don’t know the truth might think she is the victim.

Old Madam Sheng looked at Minglan's pitiful appearance and felt helpless. Why was this test subject doing more and more stupid things now?

She walked forward and patted Minglan's shoulder gently, giving her silent comfort.

Then, Old Madam Sheng turned around, faced everyone, and spoke slowly.

"For this matter, my Sheng family will give you a satisfactory explanation. But Minglan is young and ignorant after all, and she made this mistake in a moment of confusion. I hope you will forgive her this time for my sake. I promise that I will discipline her strictly in the future and never let such things happen again."

Mrs. Sheng's words were so powerful that people had to believe them.

After hearing this, everyone nodded, indicating that they were willing to give Mrs. Sheng this face.

After all, the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion has a high prestige in the capital, and no one wants to offend her easily.

You really are good at pretending.

Molan raised her eyebrows and nudged Zhao Yunchuan with her elbow. The meaning between her eyebrows was very clear.

Your future wife is unhappy because of kissing her, it's time for you to take action.

Zhao Yunchuan's peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and he thought to himself: Oh, my wife is using me.

He moved his wrist slightly, and with a "swish" sound, he opened the fan in his hand. The exquisite patterns on the fan flickered slightly in the sunlight.

"The daughter of the Yongyi Marquis's mansion is really arrogant. She is even more arrogant than me, the Crown Prince, and my Crown Princess."

These words were said in an extremely sarcastic and treacherous tone.

His hawk-like eyes looked sharply at Old Lady Sheng, and his words pierced like icy blades.

"Sheng Minglan is doing harm to my Crown Princess. There is no hope for a peaceful resolution to this matter. Haven't you heard of life for life?"

When Mrs. Sheng heard this, her heart suddenly sank. She really didn't expect that the prince was involved in this. She didn't expect that the prince actually fell in love with Molan, the girl she had always disliked.

She held herself up, tried to stay calm, tried her best to appear calm and composed, and spoke slowly.

"Your Highness, your words are too serious. It's just a jealous prank between little girls. How can it be a life for a life?"

After saying this, Mrs. Sheng turned around and glanced at Molan.

"Fourth girl, the most important thing for a family is harmony, don't you think?"

There was suddenly a hint of malice in Zhao Yunchuan's eyes.

He knew very well that his wife had entrusted the matter to him because she didn't want to see the scum of the Sheng family, but this damn old woman insisted on dragging his wife into the water.

Okay, do you really think that you are the only legitimate daughter of the Yongyi Marquis’s Mansion?

It was such a long time ago. You are so shameless.

"She is already half buried in the ground, yet she is still using the name of the daughter of the Yongyi Marquis to deceive people."

When Zhao Yunchuan put away the fan, he inexplicably exuded an oppressive aura, which made people feel intimidated.