Favoring a concubine and destroying the wife? I'll abandon my husband and children and wipe out

Upon hearing this, Sanmei immediately sat up straight.

“Miss, please speak! Whatever your orders, even though I am injured right now, I will do my best to relieve your worries.”

Ye Ruyue was moved: "Sanmei, I will definitely apply the best medicine to your wounds afterward. You should rest for a few more days and don't rush back to work."

"What I want you to do is very simple: change into my clothes and come with me to a place. When you see anyone, pretend to be me and act according to my signals. But don't say anything, lest they find out."

To prevent the other party from recognizing her forgery, Ye Ruyue decided to only acknowledge her fellow villager for now, to keep them calm and prevent them from continuing to raise the issue of the poems and articles. She would then arrange another meeting to negotiate with them further.

After all, Sanmei is not a time traveler. If she talks too much, such as when the other party uses language from their era, Sanmei will definitely not be able to match it, and then she will definitely be exposed.

Sanmei was taken aback. Confused but not saying anything, she limped after Ye Ruyue to her room.

Seeing this, Ye Ruyue was somewhat worried that Sanmei's injuries seemed to be something was wrong.

Fortunately, if Sanmei had walked a little slower, it wouldn't have been noticeable that she had been hit. She could have easily gotten away with it by making up an excuse that she had twisted her ankle in time.

Before long, Sanmei had changed her clothes.

After Sanmei finished combing her hair, Ye Ruyue personally put several of her own jewelry pieces on her head and said, "With this makeover, you don't look like a servant at all. You should dress yourself up more often in the future. Here, these are for you."

When Sanmei worked at Shou'an Hall, she didn't do heavy, dirty, or tiring work, so she didn't have many calluses on her hands. Although her oval face was a bit rough, it wasn't very noticeable when she put on powder.

She was also very beautiful; her reflection in the mirror made her look exactly like a young lady, but she was so cautious that she seemed to be born out of wedlock.

Sanmei noticed that Ye Ruyue's hand on her shoulder was a little tighter, and her expression stiffened. She lowered her eyes and said humbly, "Miss, you are joking. I am not worth anything. Even if I wear a fine leather coat, it cannot hide my identity."

Ye Ruyue then withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "Let's go."

To their surprise, the two had just stepped out when they bumped into Chunyu, who was carrying a bowl of nourishing soup back home.

Just as Chunyu was about to offer her greetings, she noticed Sanmei's completely transformed appearance and immediately froze. She blurted out without thinking, "Sanmei, how dare you! How could you use Miss Biao's clothes and jewelry on yourself!"

"It was a gift from me to her," Ye Ruyue said, which made Chunyu even more stunned.

"I'm taking Sanmei out now. Chunyu, you stay here and keep an eye on things. If anyone comes looking for me, tell them I'm not feeling well and have taken a break, so I can't see anyone. If it's the old lady, you also need to find a way to stall her until I return, and don't let anyone know I'm not here."

After giving her instructions, Ye Ruyue called Sanmei to leave.

Thinking that Sanmei would most likely be her scapegoat in the future, Ye Ruyue felt a rare sense of guilt towards Sanmei and personally helped her up.

"Come on, if you're having trouble walking, let me help you."

Sanmei keenly sensed the sharp gaze behind her and quickly said, "Miss, I'm fine, I can walk by myself."

"Don't stand on ceremony with me now. You've been loyal to me, so it's only right that I treat you well," Ye Ruyue insisted, her guilt fading somewhat.

Sanmei had no choice but to accept it and leave, but she was still somewhat uneasy.

The gaze falling upon him seemed to grow increasingly gloomy.

Chunyu stood there for a long time until a maid passed by and called out to her, "Sister Chunyu, the tonic soup you brought must be cold by now. Why don't you take it inside for Miss Biao to drink?"

Chunyu suddenly snapped out of her daze and glanced at the maid with a blank expression.

The maid was a little scared and left without saying anything more.

Chunyu turned around and entered the empty room. She saw that the wardrobe was still open, with clothes inside in disarray and a few pieces scattered outside.

The dressing table was also a mess.

Clearly, Miss Biao not only made Sanmei wear and use her clothes, but also made Sanmei try them on several times to see which ones suited her best.

"boom--!"

Chunyu suddenly dropped the tonic soup on the ground, her face pale.

"It was clearly me who ensured Miss Biao wouldn't embarrass herself at the banquet, so why is she only thinking about Sanmei and only taking Sanmei out at this time!"

The spring rain was unwilling.

Were all the things she did completely useless?!

Why is Sanmei so much superior to her?!

"No, I have to think of something—Sanmei must be laughing at me in her heart just now, saying that even if I try my best, I can't compare to her. I can't let her look down on me!" Chunyu said through gritted teeth.

On the other side, Ye Ruyue found Qian Yidong and asked him to open the back door so she could leave.

"Miss, what are you doing out of the manor at this time?" Qian Yidong asked as usual.

"There's some progress on Ze Ge'er's matter. Let's go verify if it's true."

Seeing what Qian Yidong was about to say, Ye Ruyue said, "I'll go myself. You don't need to send anyone with you. Just focus on investigating the manor. Also, don't let anyone else know that I'm leaving the manor. The master and the old lady are both troubled by Ze Ge'er's matter. The master also has other official business, so don't let this matter distract them."

Qian Yidong instinctively felt something was wrong, but Ye Ruyue's face darkened: "Ye Lang told you to listen to me and do things for me normally, is that no longer valid?"

Qian Yidong had no choice but to agree.

Ye Ruyue immediately took Sanmei out and took a carriage to the Purple Bamboo Pavilion in the northern suburbs.

To everyone's surprise, the Purple Bamboo Pavilion was packed with people, from ordinary folks to wealthy merchants and dignitaries.

Ye Ru dared not venture forward, so she asked the coachman to inquire. She learned that they had all come to see the spectacle of the poets and writers who had written those poems and articles, and wanted to see who these writers were.

"This is outrageous! The banquet has only been over for a short time, and they've already spread the word throughout the city. They all believe that Zege'er stole the food, and they believe someone they've never even met!"

The whispers of the crowd outside the carriage were quite clear; eight or nine out of ten sentences were expressions of disdain for Zhao Shize and ridicule of today's apprenticeship banquet.

Ye Ruyue was so angry that her mouth almost twisted.

How dare she talk about her son like that? She's asking for it!

This is still unresolved, so why are you so critical?

“Miss, are you here to see that so-called master? Do you know him?” Sanmei suddenly asked.

Feeling dejected, Ye Ruyue casually remarked, "Not bad."

“But now that this person is famous, so many people are watching. Do you still want to go and see him?” Sanmei asked, scrutinizing Ye Ruyue’s expression.

Ye Ruyue hesitated.

She's been seen at the banquet, so many people have seen her before; it's hard to guarantee she won't be recognized when she goes there.

Ye Ruyue thought for a moment and told the coachman to squeeze in and inquire whether the person was there or not.

After the coachman left, Sanmei said cautiously, "Miss, I have a question. Did the young master really write those poems?"

"Of course!"

"Then why do you say this...old friend is yours?"

Ye Ruyue choked slightly.

Sanmei feigned curiosity: "Also, who is this person? Since you know him, why not just invite him to your residence for a chat and ask him why he spread rumors about harming the young master? Why come here?"

Ye Ruyue couldn't answer, and glanced at her: "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

Sanmei bowed her head in agreement.

The coachman returned and said that there was no one inside the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, so Ye Ruyue waited patiently.

But after waiting for an hour, no one showed up.

The local residents were getting impatient: "Isn't that person coming out yet? Are they just playing games with us by making this announcement?"

Ye Ruyue's heart sank.

That person is definitely waiting for his fellow villager to show up!

Is she going down?

No, whoever loses their composure first loses.

Another hour passed, and it grew dark, but no one appeared.

Many people couldn't wait any longer and left, leaving the area outside the Purple Bamboo Pavilion mostly empty.

The coachman and Sanmei both reminded her, "Miss, we can't wait any longer. We need to get back to the manor as soon as possible, or we'll be discovered."

Ye Ruyue gritted her teeth, weighed the options, and had no choice but to nod: "Let's go!"

She didn't see anyone from that villager, so she'll definitely come back. She'll have someone inquire about her again tomorrow!

Sanmei massaged Ye Ruyue's shoulders to soothe her, feigning indignation: "Miss, who exactly is this person? How can he be so rude, making you wait for so long for nothing? You even came all this way!"

Ye Ruyue was upset and wanted to pour out her troubles to Sanmei, but the thought of time travel made her give up the idea and just say that it was nothing.

Sanmei didn't give up, but no matter how she tried to probe, Ye Ruyue didn't say a single word related to it.

Fearing that Ye Ruyue would become suspicious, Sanmei temporarily gave up.