Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable and unwilling she felt.

Oh right, a light bulb went off in her head. Wasn't she engaged to that Mr. Jiang Ce?

In front, the Second Prince smiled and said to Fan Yunfei, "A few days have passed, but I haven't heard the Third Prince mention which lady he likes. I'm happy today, so how about I arrange a marriage for you?"

The Third Prince Fan Yunfei smiled and replied, "Thank you, Your Highness the Second Prince."

As expected, the second prince directly arranged the marriage between Fan Yunfei and Zhao Yurou.

Just as everyone was enjoying themselves and rejoicing, Zhao Yurou suddenly stood up and knelt on the ground, "Please, Second Prince, retract your order. My daughter is already engaged."

The hall suddenly became quiet. No one expected Zhao Yurou to be so bold and directly refuse the marriage.

Fan Yunfei's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Shen Yunlan suddenly looked at Jiang Ce, the shock and anger in his eyes made Jiang Ce feel numb all over.

Jiang Ce hurried out and knelt on the ground: "I beg for your forgiveness, Second Prince. Yu Rou has caught a cold these days and is a little confused."

The Second Prince sat at the very top, his eyes unfathomable. He quietly stared at the two people kneeling before him. After a long pause, he spoke, "I wonder what kind of engagement the princess is talking about? If it's true, I forgot to ask about it in advance."

Jiang Ce's forehead was covered in sweat. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhao Yurou's crisp voice: "Reporting to His Highness the Second Prince, my daughter has already been engaged to Jiang Ce, the young master of the Jiang family."

Lord Jiang of the Jiang Mansion, who was called out by name, was originally enjoying the fun, but who knew that disaster would suddenly strike? He hurriedly stood up, his face full of confusion and panic: "No, Your Majesty, my son and the princess have absolutely no engagement. I can guarantee this."

Jiang Ce glared at Zhao Yurou fiercely and quickly replied, "Your Highness, the Second Prince, Miss Zhao misunderstood. The Duke's Mansion was indeed interested in forming a marriage with the Jiang Mansion, but in the end, they felt it was not suitable and therefore stopped discussing the marriage."

The Duke also nodded vigorously.

"Oh? Is that so?" The Second Prince glanced thoughtfully at the others, then asked Fan Yunfei, who was standing beside him, "I wonder what the Third Prince thinks. After all, this is an arranged marriage for you, so I have to ask for your opinion."

Although it was a misunderstanding, Zhao Yurou clearly did not want to marry, which was a slap in the face of Fan Yunfei. It was inevitable that he would feel resentful if the marriage was forced upon him.

This statement implies that if Fan Yunfei disagrees, he can replace him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yurou looked up in the direction of Fan Yunfei with hope on her face. Even many people present felt that Fan Yunfei was a proud person and would probably not agree to this arranged marriage.

The eldest princess was very nervous. What if Zhao Yurou didn't go to marry? Would she be the one who would suffer in the end?

Facing everyone's gaze, Fan Yunfei casually drank a glass of wine, and said with a hearty smile, "Your Highness, since it's just a misunderstanding, there's nothing to worry about. The princess seems to be a person of chastity and loyalty, which is exactly what I want."

"Good! Good!" The second prince also laughed, and the people on the side helped to smooth things over. As people toasted each other, the scene became lively again.

Zhao Yurou was pulled down and sat down with a dejected look on her face.

She just saw that Fan Yunfei looked at her with malice in his eyes. He must have been holding a grudge against her, so why didn't he just refuse directly?

Fan Yunfei caught a glimpse of Zhao Yurou's distraught expression, and his resentment grew even stronger. No woman had ever embarrassed him so publicly before, yet he chose not to do what she wanted. He was determined to marry her. Once she moved to Ziluo Country, he would torture her in countless ways, making her regret her actions.

Princess Suyun, who was standing by, keenly sensed Fan Yunfei's anger. She glanced sympathetically in Zhao Yuruo's direction, then lowered her head, not daring to cause trouble again.

On the other side, Du Zhijie's men protected the old man to a yard, dealt with the guards, and walked into the room, only to see it was empty.

"Xiao Chenyang is not here?"

"No, that's not right."

The old man keenly smelled a smell of blood mixed with the smell of medicine. He followed the smell to a cabinet and knocked on it. The cabinet opened completely inward, revealing a secret passage.

Several people walked in carefully and saw a man with his hands and feet tied at the end of the secret passage. Judging from his figure, it was Xiao Chenyang.

There was a thick layer of herbal medicine on his face and he was in a coma.

The old man scraped the herbs off his face and bandaged it up, while the others untied the ropes on Xiao Chenyang and worked together to rescue him.

The news of the successful rescue was passed on to General Du. At this time, the palace banquet was coming to an end, and everyone said goodbye and left after a few words.

Du Zhijie breathed a sigh of relief. He avoided the crowd and got on Shen Wanqing's carriage at the corner outside the palace gate.

"Wanqing, don't worry, Xiao Chenyang is fine."

Shen Wanqing was a little anxious when she heard this: "Then can you take me to see Mr. Xiao now?"

Du Zhijie nodded, and the carriage circled around and changed direction. After making sure that no one had discovered or followed them, it headed straight for a hidden courtyard.

When I entered the yard, I saw the old man boiling medicine with a serious expression.

"Master, how is Mr. Xiao?" Shen Wanqing saw that he was not as nonchalant as usual, and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

The old man sighed, opened the curtain, and several people walked in together. They saw Xiao Chenyang lying on the bed. His face was a little pale, and he seemed to be asleep.

"No matter what method I use, Xiao Chenyang will continue to sleep like this. It may take a while for him to wake up." The old man said softly.

Shen Wanqing walked to the bedside, her eyes a little red. If the old man didn't wake up Xiao Chenyang, there must be something wrong.

Du Zhijie gave the old man a look, indicating that he should go out and talk, and the two of them left the room again.

"He was poisoned, right?" Du Zhijie looked at the old man quietly and asked lightly.

The old man scratched his head and said, "Yes, this poison is something I can't figure out for the time being."

"Let's go to the Prime Minister's Mansion again tonight."

"it is good."

Behind him, Shen Wanqing walked out of the room. She didn't ask any more questions, but just said gratefully to the old man: "Master, thank you. I'll take the trouble to take care of Xiao Chenyang."

The old man suddenly felt a little complacent, took out the fan he always had in his hand and fanned it twice: "It's okay, little disciple, don't worry, I will definitely be able to cure Mr. Xiao."

"Then I will go back to the Hou Mansion first."

Du Zhijie said in a deep voice: "I'll take you there."

Shen Wanqing nodded, and the two of them got on the carriage together.

Seeing her worried look, Du Zhijie knew she was still worried about Xiao Chenyang, and asked softly, "Should we notify Xuanyuan Mansion about this?"

Shen Wanqing was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Qiao'er must be very worried. She is stronger than I thought. It's better to tell her. I will go there myself tomorrow. By the way, have they found out?"