After her mind was read, the spoiled brat became the darling of the whole group.

The wealthy man scoffed, "You brat, mind your own business."

Before Xie Xing could say anything more, Song Qingyang stood coldly in front of him, shielding him behind her, and said in a cold voice, "I will not marry your daughter. Forget about it."

The rich man's expression turned ferocious for a moment.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's not up to you to decide!"

"Report to the official!"

Song Qingyang said coldly.

The wealthy man sneered, "I'll report it to the authorities then!"

Song Qingyang is, after all, the most watched scholar at the time, and a promising candidate who could become the top scholar in the imperial examination.

The moment the wealthy man went to report to the authorities, the entire government office became bustling with activity.

Many scholars also came to join in the fun, and the crowd gathered outside the yamen, looking inside.

"What has Song Qingyang done wrong?"

"The imperial examination is just around the corner, and now something's happened to him?"

Everyone looked curiously into the government office.

At that time, outside the carriage on the street.

A low-key yet luxurious carriage drove by. Seeing the many people outside the government office, Hua An glanced over curiously.

The carriage curtain was lifted slightly, and Jun Lanjin peeked out. He saw a familiar figure, paused, and said, "Hua An, go see what's wrong?"

Hua An exclaimed "Eh!" and immediately jumped off the carriage to inquire.

After a while, Hua An returned.

He turned to Jun Lanjin and said, "Your Highness, I heard that a scholar named Song Qingyang has made a lewd move on a woman, and now she is making a scene at the yamen demanding that Song Qingyang marry her."

"Song Qingyang?"

Jun Lanjin raised his voice slightly.

Hua An glanced around and whispered, "It's your advisor."

Song Qingyang had secretly become Jun Lanjin's advisor long ago.

Their connection began when Song Qingyang took the county examination, and they became acquainted by chance.

Jun Lan admired Song Qingyang's talent and recruited him into his ranks. Otherwise, given Song Qingyang's lack of background and connections, he would have been secretly eliminated long ago for getting in someone's way.

Jun Lanjin raised an eyebrow. "Why is he always busy?"

"Go and take a look."

Junlan lifted the carriage curtain and stepped down.

Inside the yamen (government office) at this time.

Zhang Fushen stood arrogantly in the hall, pointing one hand directly at Song Qingyang, and cried out, "Your Majesty, you must do justice for us!"

"I saw that Song Qingyang was an ambitious scholar, and since we lived nearby, I often helped him out, hoping that he would not forget me when he became an official."

"But I never imagined that last night, while drunk, he would drag my poor daughter into the room and do such beastly things to her!"

"It's bad enough that he ruined my daughter's reputation, but he even thinks she's ugly and doesn't plan to marry her!"

"What a heartless beast!"

Zhang Fushen's words silenced the entire room.

Everyone glanced at Song Qingyang, who stood in the hall like a pine tree, elegant and graceful, and then at Kuihua, who knelt on the ground like a small mountain, with an ugly appearance.

If Sunflower had been even slightly more handsome, they would have believed everything Zhang Fushen said, and might even have offered some opinions on Zhang Fushen's point.

But given Zhang Kuihua's status, let alone the wedding night, even if they just looked at two more people, they would all make Zhang Kuihua pay for it!

The prefect, sitting in the hall, twitched his lips and said speechlessly, "Zhang Fushen, you'd better explain yourself clearly. You said that Song Qingyang made indecent advances towards your daughter, Zhang Kuihua?"

Zhang Fushen straightened his chest and said firmly, "Your Excellency, it was coercion! Coercion!"

The prefect glanced at Zhang Kuihua and asked, "Zhang Kuihua, is what your father said true?"

Zhang Kuihua nodded, her fat jiggling as she said, "Your Honor, you must do me justice! I don't want to live anymore!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

When other women cry, their tears fall like pear blossoms in the rain.

Zhang Kuihua burst into tears, the sound deafening.

The prefect looked away with a pained expression, then asked Song Qingyang, "Song Qingyang, do you agree with what they said?"

Song Qingyang naturally didn't recognize him.

He said, “This is utterly absurd. Last night, Zhang Fushen got me drunk beforehand and then had his daughter sneak into my room, just waiting to plot against me.”

"I was drunk and not in my right mind, so of course I couldn't have touched Zhang Kuihua's finger."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Kuihua became agitated: "You're talking nonsense!"

You clearly touched me!

The prefect was ashamed: "Zhang Kuihua, you said Song Qingyang touched you, but where did he touch you?"

"Is there any evidence?"

Zhang Kuihua asked incredulously, "Does this even need evidence?"

"This morning, Song Lang and I were lying in the same bed, and I was disheveled. Isn't that evidence?"

Zhang Fushen chimed in, "That's right! I personally went to arrest him!"

"Song Qingyang, don't try to renege on your promise! Marry my daughter now!"

The way Zhang Fushen and Zhang Kuihua acted suggests they were not wronged or mistreated.

This is practically an attempt to force a sale!

She wished she could marry her daughter to Song Qingyang immediately.

Everyone was thoroughly enjoying the performance; they never expected to see Song Qingyang put on such a show one day.

The prefect grunted and then turned to Song Qingyang, asking, "Song Qingyang, is what they said true?"

"Did you really lie in the same bed with Zhang Kuihua this morning?"

Song Qingyang's face was grim. He said, "I'm not in my right mind. Anyone can come into my room!"

"Then why was it me who entered your room, and not someone else?" Zhang Kuihua shouted, "It's because you've long coveted me and my family's property, so that night you took advantage of the dark and windy night to drag my soft and boneless body into your room!"

"puff!"

Some people in the audience burst into laughter.

"I thought you were a gentleman, but I never imagined you were this kind of person!"

Zhang Kuihua looked utterly devastated.

If everyone didn't know what kind of person she was, they would have believed her story.

What a shameless and brazen act of turning the tables!

Xie Xing couldn't hold back any longer.

She couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Zhang Kuihua, you said my older brother is after you."

"What do you covet?"

"Am I after your fat body, your pockmarked face, or your habit of not showering?"

Zhang Kuihua looked hurt. She widened her eyes, which were squeezed into slits, and shouted, "You judge a book by its cover. Why can't Song Lang see my beautiful heart?"

“That dark and windy night, Song Lang saw my stunning beauty and, taking advantage of his drunkenness, decided to force himself on me.”

As Zhang Kuihua spoke, she blushed. Clutching her hands, she said shyly, "The sky was my blanket, the earth my attack, so I just half-heartedly went along with it..."

Xie Xing's lips twitched. She stopped listening to Zhang Kuihua's outrageous remarks, interrupted her, and asked, "Fine, let's say my older brother was drunk and not thinking straight. Then why did you happen to be near my older brother's house at that time?"

Zhang Kuihua thought for a moment and said, "I'll go and bring Song Lang some hangover soup."

"It's windy and night-shift, and you, an unmarried woman, are bringing my older brother hangover soup?"

Xie Xing gave a half-smile.