Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Anger was overflowing from Xiao Ze's eyes, "How disgraceful! Put out the fire quickly and investigate thoroughly!" He glared at the soldier, who quickly retreated with a bitter face.

Before he could even bow to everyone, another maid came running in and hurriedly reported, "General, the Dali Temple official Fang said someone reported someone to the authorities and was accused of slandering their innocence. They want to investigate thoroughly."

Feng Xili was stunned and sighed: Beautiful!

"No one reported to the authorities. You went to report it as a joke because the servant lost a bet..." Before Xiao Ze finished his explanation, he saw the Dali Temple Minister outside the door stepping in.

His eyes were full of astonishment. He turned his head and glared at the nanny in front of him, wishing he could slap her to death.

"Wow! General Xiao is so majestic, and the people in this mansion are no less impressive!" Dali Temple Minister Fang Mingzheng stepped over the threshold, followed by two servants, looking very official.

"Isn't today General Xiao's wedding day? Why is someone reporting to the authorities that someone is accusing her of being unfaithful to her husband?"

Fang Mingzheng was dressed in a pure blue official robe, his eyes were like swords, and he looked solemn. It was obvious that he was not someone to be fooled. Xiao Ze was filled with rage, thinking that they were all trash!

We've been preparing for so long, and success is just around the corner, but now...

He caught a glimpse of the scholar who was caught sneaking away, and he had already made up his mind.

Feng Xili was also surprised to see that Lord Fang, the Minister of the Dali Temple, was actually present at the scene, but this was better.

She walked to the middle, bowed to Lord Fang, and spoke softly.

"Your Excellency, I am Feng Xili, the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Feng. I was originally scheduled to marry General Xiao Ze of the Left today."

"I never thought General Xiao would change his mind from marrying a wife to taking a concubine, and I don't know where he'll find one..."

The word "adulterer" almost came out of her mouth. She pulled the corner of her mouth and bit her tongue, "wuwuwu".

"Fortunately, the handwriting has been identified by the teacher in the academy, and it belongs to someone else." In half a cup of tea, Fang Mingzheng had learned all the details.

He turned around and winked at the servant behind him, who clasped his fists and left.

Xiao Ze's scalp tingled under Fang Mingzheng's gaze. He stepped forward and bowed, "Lord Fang is so busy with so many things. I'm deeply apprehensive to trouble you to come in person for such a small matter."

Lord Fang turned around and sat down, glancing at him lightly, "If you observe etiquette and behave yourself, then everything will be fine. Why are you so scared?"

Xiao Ze gritted his teeth and remained speechless.

Lord Fang looked at the group of people who were silent and couldn't help laughing.

"I was just out of the house on a case, and I happened to see someone reporting to the police, so I took a detour." As soon as he finished speaking, the servant who had just left brought someone in.

"Sir, this is Meng Ke, the dean of Ziyun Academy. He recognizes the handwriting of everyone in the academy." After the servant said this, he retreated.

Ziyun Academy has existed for a hundred years, having served three generations of emperors. Every year, the academy recommends a young talent to the court. The talent does not need to take the imperial examination and can enter the court directly, which is considered a recommendation. The top three talents of the academy every year are representatives of the new forces in the court.

The head of the academy, Meng Ke, was the first number one scholar in the first year of the imperial examination. He had a handsome face, a cold temperament, and a pair of calm eyes, like a monk who had seen through the world.

Meng Ke was smart, lively and active when he was young, and was well-liked by his neighbors.

He had a smooth academic life, but when he became the top scorer in high school, his family suddenly suffered a disaster and he was the only one left alive.

From then on, he lost interest in fame, wealth and power, and plunged into teaching and educating at Ziyun Academy, and never left.

"Sir, please take the trouble to check the handwriting of this poem to see if it was written by a student of the academy?" Fang Mingzheng handed over a few pieces of paper. Meng Ke was smart and talented, but he would rather stay in the academy, which was really sad.

After glancing at it for a few times, Meng Ke's face remained expressionless. "The handwriting is so light and weak. My mind was confused when I wrote it. I was completely out of my element. If a student from the academy wrote like this, I would definitely have a serious talk with him."

He gave a concise conclusion, then bowed and turned back to the academy.

Feng Xili was speechless and felt a little ashamed for the original owner.

Fang Mingzheng asked, "Where is that scholar?" The servant immediately brought him over.

"Tell me, what is the grudge that you have against a girl by defaming her innocence like this?"

He spoke angrily, saying that it was really despicable to make a fuss about a woman's reputation. Did this scholar have a grudge against Feng Xili?

A stern look flashed in Xiao Ze's eyes, and he pointed at the scholar and cursed, "Fang Wenlin, you are so good! You swore to accuse Xixi and asked me to give you justice. So you fabricated everything?"

"You've wasted more than ten years of hard study, only to end up doing something so shameful. It's fine for you, but don't you think about your family?"

Xiao hinted to the scholar that if he betrayed him, his family would suffer.

Fang Wenlin knelt on the ground, shook his body, looked up at Feng Xili, his eyes gradually becoming vicious.

"You're just a little concubine's daughter in the prime minister's mansion. How could you have gotten so lucky as to befriend the legitimate brother and think you're the legitimate daughter? You rejected my love. Aren't you looking down on my lowly status as a scholar?!"

His eyes were red and he was breathing heavily, looking like someone who couldn't get the love he wanted and then hated it because of the love.

Feng Xili looked at him coldly. He had to bear the responsibility alone. Xiao Ze was really good at it.

Lord Fang stood up and waved his hand: "Come here, take him away." There are too many spectators here today, and the scholar's behavior has a bad influence, so he must be severely punished.

After Fang Mingzheng left, everyone in the wedding hall looked at each other awkwardly. Now that the misunderstanding was resolved, could they still eat the wedding candy?

"Xixi..." Xiao Ze's face suddenly changed to one of self-blame and guilt.

Feng Xili reached out and interrupted him, "General Xiao, after what happened, I think there's no need to go ahead with the wedding ceremony. When we get back, let's return the marriage certificate and call it a day!"

She looked at Xiao Ze with a haggard look, filled with sadness of not being trusted. She stood there staggering, and everyone looked at her with sympathy.

"No, Xixi, it's my fault. I believed the slander and misunderstood you. Please give me another chance!" Xiao Ze's eyes turned red with anxiety and he almost cried.

"You are still my wife, and in the future there will only be you!" he declared hurriedly again.

She looked at him with sarcasm, but she still refused outright: "General Xiao, although I am the daughter of a concubine of the Prime Minister, I also have my own backbone. The general has led the way for the country, so I am really marrying up."

His face was full of anxiety, "If you don't marry me, who else can you marry in the future?" This shows that he is certain that Feng Xili's reputation will be ruined in the future.

She lowered her eyes and asked herself: I have taken possession of your body. If you come back, everything will be up to you. If you don't come back, your life will be decided by me from now on. Is that okay?

She asked herself silently, waiting for a response.

However... it fell on deaf ears.

"Sister!" Just when she was feeling bitter and powerless, a clear call made her heart tremble, and she subconsciously turned her head to look.

Outside the door stood a young man in a green brocade robe, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a figure as graceful as a jade tree, sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and an indescribable light in his eyes.

Wow! What a delightful little boy!

The bitterness in Feng Xili's heart dissipated in an instant. As expected, beautiful things make people happy.

At just one glance, she knew that this was someone on her side.

The young man walked up to her without looking away, naturally held her arm, and secretly pinched her fingers.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at her with a soft and cute face: "Sister, I finally found you. This place is so big. I walked around for a long time and almost got lost." The boy looked innocent and a little coquettish.

Feng Xili looked into the boy's clear eyes, and the memories in her mind changed rapidly.

Mu Lanxun!

All the past events from the time I met him five years ago to now flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope, and my time with him occupied most of my memory.

For a moment, she was a little confused. This was the person she spent every day with. Would he find out that she was not the original owner...