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After a stick of incense.

Feng Family Ancestral Hall.

"Miss, ma'am."

Sang Luan rubbed her aching knees listlessly, but when she heard the sound, her eyes lit up.

She looked in the direction of the sound.

A woman dressed in green peeked out from the doorway, her small face filled with worry. She rushed forward, took Sang Luan's hand, and looked her up and down. "Miss, are you alright?"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Sang Luan shook her head, immediately crossed her legs, and asked urgently, "Is everything ready?"

Yu Po was the original owner's personal maid. She entered the Minister's Mansion when she was very young and has been by the original owner's side ever since.

Because the original owner was so reckless, when the white moonlight appeared, Feng Heng's scheme caused the Minister's Mansion to be destroyed overnight, and this girl even wanted to die in the original owner's place.

But everyone underestimated Feng Hengzhi's ruthlessness. He could even shoot down a white dove that was passing by the Minister's residence and pluck all its feathers.

Yu Po also ended up being subjected to finger-crushing torture and then beaten to death with clubs.

“They’ve all gone to sleep.” Yu Po reached into her bosom and took out a stack of papers, then carefully placed them on the ground and smoothed them out with her hand. “Luckily, Miss, you had the foresight to copy down many of these Three Obediences and Four Virtues long ago.”

"Thank you for your hard work." Sang Luan picked it up and looked at it, quite satisfied. "The handwriting is becoming more and more like mine."

From the first time Liu Wenxian punished Yu Po by making her kneel in the ancestral hall and made her keep the three obediences and four virtues of a woman in mind, she made Yu Po copy them whenever she had free time.

Yu Po had been following her for so long that imitating her handwriting was already commonplace for her, and most people couldn't tell the difference at all.

Yu Po smiled sheepishly, "It's all thanks to Miss's excellent teaching."

After confirming that there were no problems with reciting the Three Obediences and Four Virtues a hundred times, Sang Luan put the written text into her bosom and then took out some blank paper and placed it in front of her.

Looking at the half-written marks on it, Sang Luan clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Sang Luan clicked her tongue, and Yu Po immediately ran forward, took out a quilt from a hidden compartment in front of her, and spread it in the corner. "Miss, please eat something and rest. I will kneel for you."

"It's not too late to kneel after 9 PM." Sang Luan patted Yu Po's shoulder, then took out a pile of food from her sleeve and placed it on the ground, her eyes brightening considerably.

She clasped her hands together, bowed towards the memorial tablet above, and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You guys do your thing and I'll eat mine. Let's not interfere with each other."

……

Meng Youning leaned against the side with her eyes half-closed, clutching a handkerchief in her hand. She moved the handkerchief to her lips and coughed lightly.

His face visibly turned deathly pale.

Qi Ran quickly covered her mouth with her hand, moved her body to the side, and her eyes were almost overflowing with disgust. "What disease do you have? Please don't infect me."

As she spoke, she stretched out her legs a little and glanced at Meng Youning.

Meng Youning took a deep breath, slowly opened her eyes, and reached out to touch her chest.

She stared straight ahead, picked up her teacup, took a sip, and immediately felt much better.

She was in poor health and couldn't drink much tea, so she always kept hot water with her.

Meng Youning glanced at the smug Qi Ran, her expression indifferent, "The young master can choose not to ride in the same sedan chair as me."

"I only had one sedan chair to find you today." Qi Ran frowned deeply. "You want me to get out of the sedan chair? Do you expect me to walk back to the manor?"

Meng Youning remained silent, turning her head to the side, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

"Let me tell you," Qi Ran leaned forward, his voice slightly deep, "I could never possibly be interested in a woman like you."

No woman in this world can compare to Sister Ling. She has a brilliant mind and excellent medical skills.

Despite being down on his luck and in a low point, he never complained or blamed others.

This is the kind of woman who is worthy of Qi Ran.

"What a coincidence." Meng Youning didn't turn her head, her eyes filled with coldness. "I also look down on men like you."

She pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "Running into you is really bad luck."

"What did you say?" Qi Ran narrowed his eyes, then paused, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he had thought of something. "Impossible."

"You're lying!" Qi Ran pointed at Meng Youning with a look that seemed to see through everything. "I am the heir apparent, not only a member of the royal family but also incredibly wealthy. Countless women would love to marry into the heir apparent's household, but none of them have the good fortune to do so."

He paused, then said, "This immense wealth has just fallen squarely into your lap, aren't you secretly delighted? And you still look down on me?"

Meng Youning paused for a moment, then decisively chose to continue resting with her eyes closed.

Why doesn't she remember Qi Ran being so shameless in the original book?

Seeing that Meng Youning didn't speak, Qi Ran immediately moved his hand towards her and then gently poked Meng Youning's arm.

Meng Youning exhaled a breath of stale air, suppressed her thoughts, and turned her head, "What!"

"Do you have a grudge against Feng Hengzhi's new wife?"

"Next time, hit her harder, just slap her in the face. Don't worry, I'll back you up."

"But speaking of which, what exactly is your grudge? Can you tell me?"

Meng Youning looked up at Qi Ran's lips, which were opening and closing, and her expression softened considerably when she heard Sang Luan's name.

"Look, look!" Qi Ran suddenly took a step back, pointing at Meng Youning, "You're still being stubborn, still saying you don't like me."

Meng Youning turned her head and rubbed her temples.

When Meng Youning felt the sedan chair, which had been somewhat bumpy, suddenly come to a smooth stop, she knew that they had arrived at the mansion.

The next moment, the servant lifted the sedan curtain, and Meng Youning looked up, lifted her clothes, and slipped out of the sedan in a flash.

In the Prince's Mansion.

Qi Ran followed Meng Youning and slowly entered the mansion.

The mansion was packed with people on both sides from the entrance to the main hall.

Qi Ran instantly composed himself, paused, and sensed something was wrong.

"You bastard, kneel down!"

Sure enough, a deep, angry voice came from ahead.

Qi Ran looked closely and realized that it was none other than his hot-tempered father.

"puff"

Qi Ran obediently knelt down.

Meng Youning coughed lightly a few times while covering her mouth, and the maid next to her stepped forward to help her to a side seat, where she sat down.

Qi Ran reached out and exclaimed twice, his pupils widening slightly. How come this woman doesn't have to kneel?

Qi Ran: "Don't cough yourself to death."

"You bastard!" Qi Shangqing glared, grabbed a stick he had prepared beforehand, and pounced on him. "If you can't speak properly, then shut up."

The stick was about half the thickness of a fist. Qi Ran watched as the stick got closer and closer to him and jumped up instantly.

He darted straight toward Meng Youning.

Qi Ran seized the opportunity to grab Meng Youning's arm, pulled her up, and pushed her towards Qi Shangqing.