It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Feeling the eldest princess's trembling but firm hand, Su Wanyu felt an unprecedented sense of calm and warmth in her heart, and a sense of belonging arose spontaneously.

At this moment, she was no longer alone because she had a real relative.

She nodded gently, her voice full of gratitude: "Yes, aunt."

The eldest princess opened her arms and gently embraced Su Wanyu, her voice full of love and relief: "Good child, you are finally home. When we first met, I felt that there was an indissoluble bond between us. It turns out that you are really Yuling's child."

When she said this, the eldest princess's nose felt sore and tears couldn't help but slide down her face.

Su Wanyu quickly took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the eldest princess, while the eldest princess held her hand even tighter: "After returning to the palace, immediately go through the divorce procedures with Zheng Chengyan. Your aunt will choose a man who is truly worthy of your trust."

Although she did not fully understand Su Wanyu's past, the eldest princess was well aware of the Zheng family's contempt for the Su family, and naturally could not tolerate her niece being neglected and wronged in the Zheng Mansion.

Before Su Wanyu could respond, Gu Linjun coughed twice and interrupted the topic: "Mother, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run. The current priority should be to arrange for Wanyu to enter the palace safely."

The princess thought about it carefully and felt that her son's suggestion was reasonable: "Yes, you should return to the palace first. With your status as a princess, a good marriage will come naturally."

Upon hearing this, Gu Linjun narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly agreeing with his mother's decision.

After everything was properly arranged, Su Wanyu, dressed in an elegant long dress, walked lightly to the Princess's residence to bid farewell to the noble Princess and the majestic Emperor Xuan.

There was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but she couldn't hide her eagerness to return home.

With a gentle farewell, she set out on the journey back to Zheng's house, with infinite longing for home in her heart.

The red door of the Zheng Mansion opened slightly, and an unusual tranquility came towards us, as if shrouded by an invisible film, and even the air was filled with a sense of depression.

Ever since Old Madam Zheng returned home angrily and issued a stern order to expel Zheng Luoxi from the courtyard, the entire mansion has fallen into panic and silence.

The servants walked on tiptoe and spoke in low voices, fearing that even the slightest sound would touch the old lady's sensitive nerves and trigger another storm.

The incident of Madam Zheng losing her title as a lady of noble birth had long become a hot topic of conversation among the ladies of the capital after dinner. The discussion spread like a whirlwind, quickly sweeping across the entire upper class society.

Even though the old lady chose to stay indoors and try to avoid the outside world's gaze, those sarcastic rumors still penetrated the heavy door of the house like needles, constantly irritating her eardrums, making it difficult for her to calm down the anger in her heart, and making her already unstable condition even more serious.

At the same time, in another corner of the Zheng Mansion, Zheng Chengyan sat upright in his study, concentrating on the upcoming imperial examination.

On the desk was spread out a volume of model essays carefully written by the famous scholar Fang Rongze. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were bright, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table. He tried his best to memorize every word, preparing to reproduce the spark of wisdom word for word in the imperial examination.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning. In the dim morning light, Mother Zhou, carrying a lunch box, walked along the winding stone path towards the long-uninhabited house in the backyard, intending to deliver breakfast to Zheng Luoxi who was banished there.

However, the moment she stepped into the courtyard, what greeted her was not the familiar figure of the past, but an empty courtyard. There was deathly silence, with only the rustling sound of fallen leaves in the morning breeze, which seemed particularly desolate.

Mother Zhou was surprised and searched everywhere in the mansion, walking through the corridors with carved beams and painted buildings, asking every servant and maid who might know the situation, but the responses she got were all shakes of head and silence.

The expressions on everyone's face seemed to reveal that they knew nothing about the matter, or were deliberately avoiding it.

Finally, Mother Zhou's wrinkled hands gently placed on the exquisitely carved wooden door outside Su Wanyu's courtyard and paused.

At this time, Su Wanyu in the courtyard was facing the exquisite lunch in front of her. Just as she was about to pick up her chopsticks, she suddenly heard the slightly anxious voice of Zhou Madam from outside the door: "Second Young Madam, have you seen our Fifth Young Miss?"

The voice was filled with anxiety and anticipation, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard and touching the hearts of everyone present.

"Are you referring to Luo Xi?"

Su Wanyu asked softly, with a barely perceptible hint of concern and confusion in her voice.

Mother Chen, the elderly woman, pursed her lips tightly and confirmed, "That's right, Second Young Madam, you are talking about Fifth Young Miss Luo Xi."

Her tone was full of certainty and calmness, as if she was stating an indisputable fact.

Su Wanyu shook her head slightly, her long black hair swaying gently with the movement. She made a subtle gesture, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes: "Since she returned home yesterday, I haven't seen her since."

Mother Chen's brows were immediately furrowed, and her face, which was full of traces of time, looked even heavier. The uneasiness in her heart gradually gathered like a dark cloud, concealing a hint of ominous premonition.

At this moment, a maidservant came hurriedly and reported in a hurry: "Second Young Madam, there is an emergency on West Street. Someone found the Fifth Young Lady's clothes scattered all over the ground, and she was actually hung under the city wall..."

When Mother Chen heard this, she couldn't help but sway. Shock and fear intertwined in an instant. She asked in a trembling voice: "What? Say it again, are you saying that the fifth young lady was stripped of her clothes and hung on the city wall like this?"

The maid was obviously frightened by the sudden news. She looked pale, bit her lower lip tightly, and nodded vigorously, with an imperceptible tremor in her tone: "That's right, Madam Chen, it's urgent, we must go there immediately!"

"She...is she still alive?"

Mother Chen's voice trembled slightly, full of disbelief and urgent hope.

The maid pursed her lips tightly and nodded heavily, every subtle movement revealing her nervousness: "Alive...but the situation is very critical."

Upon hearing the news, Mother Chen's body shook even more violently, and she seemed to lose the strength to stand: "Oh my God, hurry up, go and inform the old lady!"

At this time, the sky over the capital seemed to be covered by thick black clouds, and the rain was falling endlessly, adding a bit of sadness to the ominous news.

When Mrs. Zheng learned about this, she immediately led everyone in the family to the foot of the city wall in the rain without even changing into going out clothes.

Su Wanyu was not willing to be left behind and followed closely behind.

In the rain, Yunyi and Siqi held an oil-paper umbrella together and carefully helped Su Wanyu get off the carriage.

The foot of the city wall was already filled with people watching the excitement, and the noise was mixed with laughter, sympathy and endless sighs.