Today is a big wedding day for the Hou family. The yard is bustling with guests and servants coming and going. No one pays attention to Huang's noisy nanny.

Huang walked through the crowd and headed towards the male guests. All the Hou family members were there, including Hou Hao.

Looking at the Hou family toasting and toasting there, she really wanted to throw the arsenic in her sleeves into the well water and poison the whole family to death.

But that wasn't possible. There were many innocent people here. Besides, if she did that, she and her daughter would not be able to leave.

Huang grabbed a maid and said, "Hey, sister, please tell me a message."

The maid stopped and asked, "What?"

"I'm the He family's nanny. Go tell your young master that our young lady has something private to say to him."

Huang grabbed the maid's hand and stuffed a dime into her hand. The maid rubbed her hand and immediately understood. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam. I'll tell her right away."

Huang was waiting nearby. She saw the maid find Hou Hao and whisper a few words to him. Hou Hao looked up in Huang's direction, and Huang nodded to him.

Hou Hao understood, exchanged a few pleasantries, walked towards Huang, and asked kindly, "What's the matter?"

"Our young lady has something to say to you personally, please follow me."

Hou Hao didn't suspect anything and walked in front, while Huang followed behind. When they reached the Moon Gate, there happened to be a bamboo forest there. Huang saw that there was no one in front or behind, so she took out a pair of scissors and stabbed Hou Hao in the head.

Hou Hao wailed, covered his head, and fell to the wall. He turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Be your daddy!"

Huang took out the soul-catching space and took Hou Hao into the space while he was shocked.

Afterwards, Huang rolled up the scroll, stuffed it into her sleeve, and continued to return to the front yard. She walked out of the main gate in a swagger. No one in the Hou family paid any attention to an old nanny like her.

Huang went out and followed the route she had planned before. She first found a secluded place, took off her nanny clothes, wrapped them into a bundle, and smeared her face with yellow powder to make it ginger yellow, disguising herself as a frail middle-aged woman.

Afterwards, Huang went to the nearest carriage shop, hired a carriage, and headed towards the city gate.

This was a plan she and Zhao Yuanqing had made. After she escaped from the Hou family, she went to gather at the city gate. There were people Zhao Yuanqing had found for her to escort them all the way to the northwest.

Back at the Hou family, several maids were waiting in the room, but Huang hadn't gone back for a long time.

They wondered, "Why does it take so long to go to the toilet? Did he fall in the pit?"

"Hahaha, I guess so. Judging from her appearance, she is very stupid. She just occupies the position of a lady. In fact, she is very incompetent. She can't even hold on to her own man. She is worse than us servants."

Everyone admires the strong, especially in the He family, which is known for its sycophancy. Someone like Huang, who is the master but cannot stand on her own feet, is looked down upon by even the servants.

Since they were bored anyway, these people got excited and started talking about Huang. Each word was more exaggerated than the last, and when they got excited, they even laughed.

A maid felt something was wrong, "Hey, we were talking about the eldest lady, why hasn't the eldest lady woken up yet?"

Another nanny tried to lift He Miaomeng's red veil, but another stopped her, "Don't lift it, it's taboo!"

"I don't care about her. If she doesn't live a good life in the future, she deserves it!"

That nanny was the one who was scolded by Huang just now. She was holding a grudge and was planning to take it out on He Chanling. The more Huang forbad her, the more she wanted to expose the truth.

She pulled the red veil hard, and the person on the bed fell down under her force, with his head tilted to one side.

The nanny exclaimed, why did He Chanling look so limp and weak, could she be dead?

She rushed to the bedside and shouted, "Young Miss...Ah! Second Miss! Why is it the Second Miss?!"

Several other maids also stepped forward in fear, "Second Young Lady? Oh my! It's really the Second Young Lady! Why is she here?"

The person on the bed was He Miaomeng. Her face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her lips were slightly parted.

The maids were frightened and put their trembling fingers under He Miaomeng's nose. Whoosh—whoosh—, a faint breath blew on their fingers.

"Still alive, great!"

The maids breathed a sigh of relief again. They thought the second young lady was dead. It’s good that she is alive. It’s good that she is alive!

But why is the second young lady here? Where is the eldest young lady? Where is the bride?

Looking at the wedding dress on He Miaomeng, the maids all understood that Huang and He Chanling were trying to replace one thing with another!

Huang had been in the toilet for ages and hadn't come back. She must have run away! But where was the eldest daughter? They had clearly watched her get into the sedan chair and into the bridal chamber! How could she have disappeared right under their noses?

The maids were in a panic and searched everywhere in the room, under the bed, under the table, under the stool, behind the screen, in the cabinet, and even on the roof, but they found nothing.

They fell to the ground. It was bad, bad. The eldest daughter and the first wife ran away, and the second daughter married in. Wouldn't that ruin the second wife's business?

They are all close friends of the Lin family and know that the Hou family is not a good match. Now that the second young lady has married in, if they don't do their job well, the Lin family will never forgive them!

"Hurry, hurry, go back to the mansion and inform the Second Madam!"

A maid got up and hurried to the door. The He family's carriage was still parked there. The drivers had all gone to the Hou family for a drink. The maid cursed, "The sky is falling, and you're still eating, eating, eating! Eat to death!"

With no one to drive her, she could only slap her thighs and run all the way to the He family.

Back at the Hou family, Hou Hao's parents, Hou Haiyou and Meng, were waiting in the front hall. After waiting for a long time, they discovered that the fake Hou Hao was gone. Hou Haiyou frowned and asked, "Where is the young master? Where did he go?"

"No, sir."

"Go and get him back."

"Yes."

Several servants went to look for Hou Hao. Hou Haiyou drank a sip of wine in silence. His own son was lying behind him and was about to die. In order to find him a wife, he had to force himself to act out such a show. He was obviously unhappy but had to pretend to be happy. It was really hard to describe.

Hou Haiyou sighed deeply. He had spent half his life with only this one son, and now he was going to die. Could it be that God wanted to end his lineage?

Mrs. Meng was also unhappy and said angrily, "Why did you call him? Do you want him to enter the bridal chamber for Hao'er? I won't agree!"

"Oh, how is that possible? We must call him over and send these guests away."

Hou Haiyou and his wife had made their plan. The fake Hou Hao would marry He Chanling, but of course there would be no bridal chamber. Then they would feed He Chanling a cup of drugged water and then carry the real Hou Hao to the bridal chamber.

This would be a blessing for Hou Hao. If Hou Hao gets better, then it would be considered a success.

If Hou Hao died, they would say that He Chanling had killed him. Then they would cry and plead their pity to He Chanling, and keep her in the Hou family to support their life in the mansion and take care of the old couple. Then they would adopt a son under Hou Hao's name, and their Hou family would have a successor.

Their plan was good, but where was the fake Hou Hao? They had to finish the show!

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