To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

"What else could it be? She must be trying to find a good marriage in the capital. Let's go and see which young master her cousin has chosen. What kind of young master has such poor taste that he would fall for such a scheming woman?" The speaker was the young master of Minister Chen's family.

He was young and impetuous, and his temper was more impatient than others. As soon as he heard that the other party was a troublemaker, he wanted to catch them in the act.

With Young Master Chen taking the lead, the others were naturally happy to go and see what the excitement was like.

If this kind of thing is discovered, the man doesn't suffer. The woman suffers; her reputation is ruined.

If the man she has a relationship with doesn't marry her, it will be impossible for her to marry into a good family again.

For a moment, they were also curious about which family's young master Fu Jingying's cousin had taken a fancy to, and how she was so capable of coaxing him into going in to do business.

The sounds inside grew louder and louder. The woman's voice was as melodious as a nightingale's, causing the young noblemen present to stiffen.

The young ladies from aristocratic families, listening to the woman's voice inside, couldn't help but mutter to themselves, "Screaming like that, anyone who didn't know better would think they'd stumbled into a brothel. How reckless must one be to scream like that in broad daylight?"

Fu Jingying's face was flushed, whether from anger or embarrassment, she couldn't tell: "My cousin is really something, how could she call me like that, I'm too embarrassed to go in."

Just as the group was about to go inside to take a look, Su Mingyue appeared out of nowhere. Seeing Fu Jingying and the others, she happily stepped forward: "Jingying, I've finally found you! The sachet you just gave me, I accidentally dropped it while looking for you, and I don't know where it fell. Did you see my sachet on your way here?"

Just as Fu Jingying was about to go inside, she suddenly heard Su Mingyue's voice, turned around in shock, and exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"You just told me to wait for you nearby. I was just wandering around when I had nothing to do. Where else would I be but here?" Su Mingyue replied curiously.

"You're here? Who's in there?" someone realized.

If the person inside isn't Fu Jingying's cousin, then who could it be?

Fu Jingying felt a chill run down her spine; things didn't seem to be the way she thought.

Su Mingyue naturally heard the voices inside as well, and looked at Fu Jingying with a strange expression: "Jingying, you don't think the person inside is me, do you? I'm your cousin. Although I haven't read many books, I know about right and wrong. How could I do such a thing in broad daylight?"

The voice inside continued, a man's emotional voice: "Ziyu, you are so beautiful. Don't worry, I will definitely marry you."

"Jing Sheng, hurry up..." Su Ziyu groaned.

Those touching words fell into their ears.

They listened, their faces paled and their hearts pounded.

At the same time, I was also shocked.

So, the people inside are the newly appointed top scholar Fu Jingsheng and Su Ziyu?

Miss Su is such a noble and virtuous young lady, how could she do such a thing with a man in the wild?

The first to lose his temper was the young master Quan from the Duke's family. When he heard the woman's voice inside, a surge of anger rose within him.

Inside the artificial hill, the room was cool, damp, and dimly lit. Two people, their clothes disheveled, were embracing. Fu Jingsheng was kissing Su Ziyu's face repeatedly, and Su Ziyu, her face flushed, was enjoying it all.

They were so engrossed in their lovemaking that they couldn't hear anything outside, completely absorbed in it.