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"Chicken leg, don't run away." Sang Luan grabbed Yu Po's arm and took a bite, muttering softly.

As the sound grew closer, Yu Po increased the intensity of her shaking.

Sang Luan suddenly woke up with a start. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Yu Po with sleepy eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Wait a minute." After a moment's reaction, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Yu Po in disbelief. "Who did you just say came?"

Yu Po nodded to her, "Madam has arrived."

Sang Luan paused for a moment, then quickly got up, grabbed the bedding, and hid it away.

Yu Po hurriedly changed the futon.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Sang Luan waved her hand. "Rouge, rouge."

Yu Po exclaimed, not understanding Sang Luan's meaning for a moment.

Seeing that she was still in a daze at such a crucial moment, Sang Luan took matters into her own hands, grabbed Yu Po's collar, and put her hands inside her bosom. "Yan Zhi, didn't I tell you to keep preparing?"

In a flash, Yu Po finally realized what was happening and quickly took out the rouge that she had prepared beforehand.

Immediately, she watched as her young mistress opened the rouge box, lightly ran her fingertip through it, and then sat down on the ground, lifting her skirt to her knees.

She gently rubbed her knee with her fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, her originally fair and delicate skin turned completely red.

Sang Luan then took another rouge box and rubbed it on her knee in the same way.

Yu Po's eyes widened in surprise.

"Now that's what knees look like after kneeling all night." Sang Luan looked at it with great satisfaction, then casually tossed the two rouge boxes to Yu Po. "Keep these safe, don't let anyone else see them."

Yu Po nodded and quickly hid the things.

Sang Luan reached out and ruffled her hair a little, then knelt down and gave Yu Po a look.

"Miss, you've been kneeling all night, please get up and eat something," Yu Po said, bending down to Fu Sang Luan and earnestly persuading her.

“I didn’t get up because I left the manor without informing Brother Hengzhi beforehand.” Sang Luan’s voice was soft, but her tone was exceptionally firm. “Brother Hengzhi is already so busy, it would be wrong of me to make him go through all this trouble.”

"The old lady said that you can get up as long as you write the Four Virtues of the Lady a hundred times." Yu Po sighed heavily when she saw that her young mistress was so stubborn.

"Just a little more, just a little more and it will be perfect." Sang Luan straightened up instantly, a bright smile spreading across her face. "One hundred times, not a single word off, not a single time less."

“Miss, ever since you married the Grand Secretary, you’ve always been forced to kneel.” Yu Po pouted. “I see it all and it pains me to see it. After all, back in the manor, you were pampered by your master and mistress, who treated you like a precious gem.”

After saying this, she let out a few soft sobs.

Sang Luan raised an eyebrow. Was this part of the scene she had told Yu Po about beforehand?

This girl even knows how to add drama to her own life.

"Yu Po, don't talk nonsense." Sang Luan turned and glared at Yu Po. "Marrying Brother Hengzhi is my dream. Now I can see Brother Hengzhi every day. I am so happy. I believe my mother will be happy for me too."

She collected her thoughts, casually put the papers aside, and straightened her knees.

With her hands clasped together, eyes closed, and a very sincere and devout expression, she said, "Dear ancestors, I beg you in the afterlife to bless my brother Hengzhi so that he is not troubled by the trivial matters of the court. I also hope that my parents-in-law will be healthy and live to a ripe old age. If so, I would gladly give my life for it."

She was just talking nonsense. All you ancestors, please don't pay any attention to her, and don't believe a single word she said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Luan slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was clearly stunned for a moment.

He immediately blurted out, "Mother, what brings you here?"

Liu Wenxian had some dark circles under her eyes, and her complexion didn't look good.

She first glanced at Yu Po casually, then at Sang Luan.

“Mother.” Sang Luan’s eyes lit up. She bent down, held the paper in front of her in her palm, and held it up to Liu Wenxian. “Look, this is Luan’er’s copy of the Four Virtues one hundred times.”

Liu Wenxian took the papers and glanced at them. "Did you write all of these yourself?"

“Of course.” Sang Luan said sincerely, “Luan’er knows that I have angered my mother. Every stroke of this pen reflects Luan’er’s unease and guilt when I wrote it.”

She lowered her head and sighed softly.

"You all come and count them," Liu Wenxian said to the maid beside her, throwing the papers on the ground.

As soon as she finished speaking, the maids serving her bent down, divided the sheets into two for each of them, and began to count them.

Sang Luan didn't take it seriously at all, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She knew that Liu Wenxian was not someone who could be easily fooled.

After a stick of incense.

"Madam, it is indeed a hundred times."

Liu Wenxian's tense expression softened after entering the ancestral hall, and she waved to the people around her.

His gaze immediately fell on Sang Luan.

At this moment, Sang Luan's hair was somewhat disheveled, and upon closer inspection, her body seemed to be trembling slightly.

“Raise your head.” Liu Wenxian’s tone brooked no refusal.

Sang Luan obediently raised her head, her originally stunning face now pale, her brows furrowed slightly, her expression showing considerable distress, yet also a hint of restraint on her face.

After a whole night of kneeling and copying, her right hand fell limply to her side.

Liu Wenxian paused, her gaze suddenly fixed on the corner of Sang Luan's mouth.

There was a trace of suspicious liquid there.

Sensing the other person's gaze, Sang Luan quickly sniffed, instantly raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, and inadvertently wiped the corner of her mouth as well.

"I didn't see Brother Hengzhi when I woke up this morning." Sang Luan held back her tears. "Luan'er is so heartbroken. I don't know if he slept well last night."

Yu Po couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly. "Miss, who would believe you if you said that?"

A hint of regret flashed in Liu Wenxian's eyes. Although this child was a bit unruly, he was not a bad person. He was always thinking of Hengzhi and the Feng family.

From this perspective, agreeing to Sang Luan's marriage to Heng Zhi wasn't entirely a bad thing.

"Alright," Liu Wenxian said, her face still stern. "Get up."

"Yes." Sang Luan gave a soft "hmm," and then slowly stood up, lifting the hem of her dress.

Yu Po quickly reached out to help.

Sang Luan had just stood up on one leg when she cried out and fell to the ground, accidentally exposing both knees.

She quickly realized what was happening, straightened her clothes, and stood up with the help of Yu Po's wrist.

With a single glance from Liu Wenxian, two maids immediately stepped forward and lifted Yu Po up on either side.