Chapter 29 Backing (Triple Update) “You fancy this old man?…”

Chapter 29: Backing Support (Three-in-One) "You've taken a fancy to this old man..."

Tonight was destined to be turbulent. Noble Consort Liang, with her lightly made-up eyebrows, knelt outside the emperor's bedchamber in Zichen Hall, pearl-like tears streaming down: "Your Majesty! I beg Your Majesty to uphold justice for this consort! I beg Your Majesty to uphold justice for the Liang family!"

A moment later, the young and handsome emperor strode out. He saw his usually glamorous noble consort dressed in plain clothes and sheer silk, delicate as a willow swaying in the wind, her delicate tears rolling down pitifully. He quickened his steps. Noble Consort Liang moved forward on her knees and flung herself into the emperor's arms, clutching his waist tightly: "Your Majesty, Liang Yuanbian has been beaten!"

The emperor helped her up and said softly, "Take your time."

The palace maids at his side stepped forward to support her on either side, following the emperor into the hall. Noble Consort Liang refused to sit, kneeling instead at the emperor's feet and resting her head on his lap, weeping delicately like a rain-soaked pear blossom: "Your Majesty, the Shen family have bullied us beyond endurance."

The emperor frowned slightly and glanced at the chief eunuch beside him. Chief Eunuch Wu immediately poured a cup of tea and stepped forward: "Your Highness, please have a sip of tea. If you have something to say, rise and speak slowly." He reached out to support her arm.

Noble Consort Liang, consumed by anger, ignored him and pushed Chief Eunuch Wu away, crying, "Your Majesty, it was Shen Piaoyao. He was the one who beat Liang Yuanbian."

Both the emperor and Chief Eunuch Wu were astonished.

No sooner had her words fallen than a eunuch hurried in, bowing: "Your Majesty, the Empress requests an audience."

The emperor leaned back slightly and said indifferently, "Let her in."

After a moment, Shen Qingci entered gracefully, adorned with gold hairpins and dressed in everyday yet elegant robes, stunningly beautiful. She bowed with effortless elegance, with the grace of moonbeams and clouds.

The emperor pointed to the seat beside him: "Sit."

At that moment, Noble Consort Liang's delicate sobs reached his ears. The emperor shifted his gaze downward to look at her. Noble Consort Liang dabbed the tears at the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief and looked at Shen Qingci with grievance: "Empress, you are noble and dignified, and your younger brother is also exceptional among men. But the Marquis has been far too reckless. In his youth, scuffles and fights could be dismissed as youthful folly. Now that he serves in the same court as an official, the Marquis has struck an imperial official! He has slighted the Liang family’s honor! Liang Yuanbian is also related to the royal family—by striking him, the Marquis has disgraced Your Majesty as well!"

Shen Qingci raised her eyes to look at the emperor, who was also gazing at her, seemingly waiting for her response. She rose and walked to the emperor, bowing gracefully before him. The emperor frowned slightly: "Rise and speak."

Noble Consort Liang secretly bit her lip.

Shen Qingci remained kneeling: "Your Majesty, Piao Yao's actions were indeed due to his hot-headedness and impatience..."

Noble Consort Liang scoffed: "Do you think a mere excuse of impulsiveness can excuse this? Our Liang family may not be as noble as your Shen family, but we cannot be humiliated like this. Your Majesty..." She clung to him, whining petulantly.

Shen Qingci did not engage further with her. Instead, she called out, "Ruo Hua." Her trusted maid and confidant stepped forward respectfully, presenting a memorial. Shen Qingci offered it to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is Piao Yao's impeachment petition, accusing Liang Shaoqing of abusing his position to maim a common girl. Piao Yao's private actions today were indeed reckless, and I beg Your Majesty to punish him."

Noble Consort Liang turned pale and stiffened instantly.

The emperor glanced at the memorial, his face darkening abruptly. He closed it angrily and said in a deep voice, "Piao Yao, as Vice Minister of the Board of Punishments, is responsible for legal matters and handling cases according to the law. Although his private assault on an imperial official was improper, his actions are understandable. He is hereby punished with six months' salary docked. Liang Yuanbian is stripped of his position and will be investigated." He handed the memorial to Chief Eunuch Wu.

Noble Consort Liang grew anxious: "Your Majesty, this must be a fabricated charge! Liang Yuanbian is inherently kind-hearted and would never commit such a cruel act. I beg Your Majesty to investigate thoroughly!" With a thud, she knocked her head hard, her head hitting the ground. Dizzy, she called out in a delicate voice, "Your Majesty..."

The emperor bent down to help her up. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing softly. The emperor gently patted her back: "I will order this matter to be investigated thoroughly."

Shen Qingci rose and said with downcast eyes, "I shall take my leave."

The emperor gazed at her deeply, then responded indifferently after a moment. Only after she had exited the hall did he withdraw his gaze and help Noble Consort Liang back to the inner chamber.

Ruo Hua could not contain her anger: "Noble Consort Liang is clearly doing this on purpose! Why didn’t Your Highness plead nicely with the emperor?"

Shen Qingci smiled bitterly: "Emotions begged for are the cheapest. As long as Piao Yao is safe, that is enough."

The news of Shen Jichen beating Liang Yuanbian spread throughout the court overnight. However, the emperor stripped Liang Yuanbian of his position and only fined Shen Jichen with a salary deduction, which was nothing more than a slap on the wrist.

In a private room at Qingyang Tower, Vice Minister Cai was extremely curious and asked Young Master Luo: "Nephew, you usually have some acquaintance with Marquis Shen and Liang Shaoqing—oh, we cannot call him Liang Shaoqing anymore. Do you know why they clashed?"

Young Master Luo smiled: "Coincidentally, that night I was tied up and could not attend the banquet. I only heard from those present that they were drinking when Piao Yao entered and doused Liang Yuanbian with two jugs of wine, then proceeded to attack him. No one knows how Liang Yuanbian provoked Piao Yao."

If a person of exceptional ability comes from a humble background, they are not to be feared. If someone comes from a powerful family but is mediocre, they are also not to be feared. But Shen Jichen possesses both a prestigious family background and extraordinary capabilities. Vice Minister Cai recalled the aloof and cold young man and shuddered. Fortunately, he had never offended him. He asked further, "Could it truly be for the young girl disabled by Young Master Liang? Is that girl perhaps the Marquis's beloved?"

Young Master Luo shook his head firmly: "No. Because of this matter, the emperor sent people to investigate, and the Duke's mansion also conducted an inquiry. That girl has no personal relationship whatsoever with Piao Yao."

Vice Minister Cai nodded.

Young Master Luo suddenly smiled: "Speaking of personal relationships, how is your situation going?"

Vice Minister Cai thought of Yue Rongrong and smiled composedly: "She’s putting on airs." A lustful glint appeared in his eyes. "It’s understandable. Someone so beautiful must have some temper; otherwise, it would be dull."

As men, they naturally understood each other's thoughts. Young Master Luo laughed: "No wonder she’s angry. After you falsely claimed to have spent a night with her... I have some impression of Yue Rongrong. She’s not like those ordinary girls who are greedy for wealth and status. She’s quite unique."

The two shared a knowing smile and raised their glasses to drink.

Vice Minister Cai said: "On the day of the betrothal ceremony, I must ask you to accompany me."

"Betrothal gifts?" Young Master Luo was very surprised. Given their status, when taking a concubine, one usually just brings her into the household directly. Why would betrothal gifts be necessary?

"That little lady is very stubborn. Presenting betrothal gifts will confirm her status and leave her with no room to retreat." Vice Minister Cai smiled confidently. "Then, with my status pressuring her, she will have no choice but to comply. I ask you to accompany me then."

Young Master Luo was again puzzled.

Vice Minister Cai sneered: "If she kicks up a fuss and wants to go to the authorities, you and I can serve as witnesses, can’t we? Once her reputation is ruined, who would want her besides me?"

As if it were a huge joke, Young Master Luo spat out his wine and burst out laughing: "Report to the authorities? Aren’t we the authorities? We can simply say she was with you that night. Who would dare question it? On the day of the betrothal ceremony, I will go with you!"

"Exactly!"

The two drank merrily.

After downing a glass, Young Master Luo frowned slightly and hesitated: "There is one thing, though. At the last Jiangnan banquet, Liang Yuanbian seemed to have taken a bit of a liking to this Yue Rongrong..."

Vice Minister Cai waved his hand dismissively: "Nephew, you overthink it. The news of me taking a concubine has already leaked, and Young Master Liang is aware of it. If he had any intentions, why hasn’t he made a move? It was merely a fleeting interest of a noble young master—he doesn’t lack this one girl. As for others, if they were interested in her, would they have left her unattended until now?"

Young Master Luo relaxed and raised his glass again: "Then let me congratulate Vice Minister Cai in advance for finding your pair in the mandarin duck blanket."

Vice Minister Cai laughed heartily.

These past few days, Zhen Xi had been very busy accompanying Li Suian to banquets with his classmates, solely because Zhen Xi felt uneasy. To reassure her, Li Suian made sure to deter those officials who wanted him as a son-in-law.

**

Zhong Yu was both happy for Zhen Xi and angry with her, especially when she saw Zhen Xi dressing up elaborately to go out while Rong Rong remained listless and despairing. Though rationally she understood that there was no reason for Zhen Xi to neglect her own affairs for Rong Rong's sake, emotionally she could not bear it. Yet, she could not bring herself to say anything in front of Rong Rong.

Over these days, they had wracked their brains but still could not figure out how to avoid Vice Minister Cai or how to clear Rong Rong's name of any connection with him. No one would believe them.

Yue Rongrong was also acutely aware. With their status and power, how easy it was for them to frame someone for a crime—even murder... A chill gripped her heart, understanding that Vice Minister Cai would not let her go. The coldness spread throughout her body. She walked into the courtyard, hoping to use the sunlight to dispel the chill around her.

The March sun was warm. She raised her hand to shield her eyes from a glaring ray. In truth, she had considered seeking help from someone with more influence and power than Vice Minister Cai. But with her status as merely an embroiderer and her weak connections with noble families, who would step forward to help her with such a matter? The web of relationships among the powerful in the capital was complex—who would risk discord with the Vice Minister of Works for her sake?

Unless... She lightly furrowed her elegant brows, stopping herself from thinking about that person.

Suddenly, a voice dripping with sarcasm and coldness came from the side: "I thought you were so aloof and disdainful, but in the end, you’re just greedy for wealth and status, sleeping your way up and ruining your own reputation."

Yue Rongrong opened her eyes and looked over. Cheng Qian stood under the corridor, glaring at her coldly, anger seemingly hidden in his eyes.

He was with Du Yan and the others. Yue Rongrong did not want to engage with him and turned to return to her room. But a figure flashed before her—Cheng Qian blocked her path, his anger even more evident.

"How could you sink so low as to target such an old man! Are you really this cheap?"

Yue Rongrong looked at him coldly: "Regardless, this matter seems none of Young Master Cheng’s business. Did you come here specifically to humiliate me? I’m truly curious—what mindset do you, Du Yan, and Master Zhou have? Do you all enjoy gossiping and meddling so much?"

That icy gaze devoid of warmth and flat emotional tone made Cheng Qian's breath hitch. Her indifferent attitude nearly drove him mad: "You look down on me! How dare you look down on me! Yue Rongrong, how noble are you really? In the end, you're still sleeping with an old man, becoming an old man's concubine! You're truly a vicious woman!"

Yue Rongrong found it ridiculous and actually laughed: "Cheng Qian, who I become a concubine for is none of your business. Please step aside, alright?"

Cheng Qian grabbed her arm: "Explain! Why won't you explain? Didn't you tell them you didn't do such a thing? Explain to me!"

Yue Rongrong glanced at him calmly and said: "Why should I explain to you?"

That indifferent attitude again. Cheng Qian froze solid, not even noticing when Yue Rongrong left. He seemed bewitched, stood frozen. Why did she look down on him? Why ignore him? Why not explain to him! Because he...

His pupils suddenly contracted. That perverse, twisted emotion entangled him. The more he wanted to obtain it, the more this feeling slipped through his fingers, almost choking the life out of him, making it hard to breathe. He quickly left.

Zhong Yu waited right at the door, seeing Zhen Xi and Li Suian walking side by side, full of sweet affection and happiness. Li Suian watched her quietly, walking slowly at her pace, deeply passionate yet restrained. They truly were a perfect match.

When it was time to part, Zhen Xi reluctantly gently held his hand. Li Suian was slightly startled at first, then gently clasped it before letting go: "Go in."

He turned and saw Zhong Yu, bowing to her from a distance. Zhong Yu returned the salute and gave Zhen Xi a knowing look.

Zhen Xi waved to Li Suian and ran over. As soon soon as she entered, Zhong Yu pulled her aside: "Have you thought of a way?"

Zhen Xi avoided her gaze and shook her head: "I haven't told Suian about this. After all, it's not exactly honorable. The more people know, the worse it is for Rong Rong."

Zhong Yu knew she was right but was at a loss: "I know. Dragging Top Scholar Li into this isn't wise either. Now we can only think of another way."

Zhen Xi hesitantly looked at Zhong Yu: "What if we have Rong Rong leave the capital first? You persuade her..."

"Rong Rong is innocent! She's fine here. Why should she leave?" Zhong Yu grew irritated, realized her tone was poor, and apologized in defeat.

Zhen Xi knew Zhong Yu was upright and didn't mind, but precisely because she was upright, Zhen Xi often avoided her. As she was about to leave, Zhong Yu suddenly grabbed her.

Zhong Yu mused: "Rong Rong said Vice Minister Cai mistook her for someone else. Vice Minister Cai spoke so vividly, meaning there really was someone with him that night. With so many people in the capital, why did he mistake her specifically at our Brocade Pavilion? Could it be that person is someone from our Brocade Pavilion?"

Zhen Xi's anxiety made her face pale upon hearing the last sentence. She turned away: "Do you really believe Rong Rong's words? What if she just doesn't want to enter his household?"

Zhong Yu categorically denied: "Of course I believe Rong Rong! Zhen Xi, Zhen Xi?" She saw Zhen Xi's panic and quickly stepped closer to her, searching her face, "Your face is so pale. Are you nervous?"

Zhen Xi managed a weak smile: "Why would I be nervous?"

Zhong Yu remembered that day in the embroidery room when Rong Rong mentioned the mistaken identity, Zhen Xi had nervously called out to her. When Zhen Xi went to help Rong Rong as she left, Rong Rong pushed her away. These days, Rong Rong had been very cold toward Zhen Xi. At first, she thought it was just because Rong Rong was unsettled, but now thinking back...

Her eyes widened, and she suddenly seized Zhen Xi's wrist, demanded sharply: "It's you! Isn't it!"

Zhen Xi struggled to pull her hand back, already panic-stricken: "What are you talking about!"

Her panic made Zhong Yu even more certain: "That night you were sick, Rong Rong said you came back late and kicked over the chamber pot—it was the same night Vice Minister Cai mentioned! It's you! You didn't kick over any chamber pot! You were with Vice Minister Cai! It's you!" Finally, Zhong Yu almost shouted with certainty.

Seeing she couldn't hide it, frustration and anger surged. Zhen Xi forcefully wrenched her arm free: "So what if it was me! Now Vice Minister Cai has mistaken someone else! It has nothing to do with me!"

Zhong Yu was stunned and furious: "What nonsense are you talking! What do you mean it has nothing to do with you! It was your doing! How can you stand by and watch Rong Rong suffer while you're in love? You're too much! Go clear this up!"

As she tried to pull her away, Zhen Xi shook her off again: "Butt out, alright! Rong Rong is innocent! But does that mean I deserve this? I'm a victim too! Young Master Luo deceived me..."

"You deserve it!" Zhong Yu snapped: "Back then, Rong Rong and I tried so hard to persuade you, but you insisted on being with Young Master Luo. If you had listened to us, would this have happened today?"

Zhen Xi buried her face in her hands and sobbed: "What could I do after it happened? Suian and I are about to marry. Are you going to help Rong Rong and ruin me now?"

Zhong Yu was stunned, in disbelief: "How can you be so selfish? This concerns Rong Rong's reputation and future!"

"How do you know Vice Minister Cai isn't her destiny? He has high status and power..."

"Then why don't you take him?" Zhong Yu coldly interrupted. "Haven't you always been craving status, wanting to be a noble lady? Why don't you want him?"

Zhen Xi was struck speechless by her sharp, harsh words. Finally, she could only say resentfully: "It's Rong Rong that Vice Minister Cai wants! Even if I clear this up, he still wants Rong Rong!"

"It's different. If you clear this up, and he still wants Rong Rong, then he's forcibly taking a common girl! If you don't clarify, then it's Rong Rong seducing him to advance!" Zhong Yu declared indignantly. "Come, let's go now!"

"Are you trying to force me to death!" Zhen Xi shrieked. She trembled with anger, her eyes red. Seeing Zhong Yu was startled, she immediately adopted a pleading tone: "Zhong Yu, my life has just begun. But Rong Rong has no beloved, no engagement! What's wrong with having Vice Minister Cai?"

To make herself seem less selfish and vicious, Zhen Xi added: "If Rong Rong had a beloved or someone she wanted to marry, wouldn't I clear this up for her?"

Zhong Yu held her gaze: "Do you mean that?"

Zhen Xi's heart leaped, and she asked uneasily: "You're not going to help her by lying that she has a beloved, are you?"

Zhong Yu pursed her lips. Zhen Xi had actually seen right through her.

"Rong Rong has already accepted this. Why are you causing more trouble!" Zhen Xi insisted.

Zhong Yu said gravely: "Rong Rong didn't accept it; she's being slandered and can't defend herself. She even wants to protect you, to find a solution that satisfies both. Zhen Xi, you truly have no conscience." She stared hard at Zhen Xi. "Do you think if you don't admit it and Rong Rong takes the blame, you can rest easy? You were so public with Young Master Luo back then. He took you to so many places. Someone must have seen you. When you're with Li Suian later, won't someone recognize you?"

Zhen Xi stiffened, her lips pale. Watching Zhong Yu's retreating back, her heart was filled with anxiety. She knew Zhong Yu would definitely help Rong Rong. She really didn't know what to do and could only go find Ren Hanzhen.

Unexpectedly, after hearing, Ren Hanzhen smiled faintly and wiped her tears: "Don't worry. At most, Rong Rong will find the Wei mother and son to testify. But last time at the teahouse, Master Zhou inadvertently mentioned Rong Rong visiting the Wei family. Vice Minister Cai happened to be next door. If Vice Minister Cai is determined to have Rong Rong, he will surely handle the Wei family."

Zhen Xi was first stunned, then completely relieved. She also heard Ren Hanzhen say: "Moreover, I heard from Master Zhou that Vice Minister Cai has already set the day after tomorrow to formally propose, determined to make a big scene to force Rong Rong to submit."

The word "force" stabbed Zhen Xi's heart. She never intended to force Rong Rong, but... but at this point, if she didn't force Rong Rong, she would be the one to die. She could only sacrifice Rong Rong. But... but she would definitely be good to Rong Rong in the future! Definitely! She resolved in her heart.

After court that day, Shen Jichen went as usual to pay respects to his elder sister the Empress, then accompanied his grandmother the Grand Empress Dowager for breakfast before leaving the inner palace. But Liang Yuanbian called out to him.

**

The bruises on Liang Yuanbian's face were still clear, but his expression was refreshed and triumphant as he approached Shen Jichen: "Shen Piaoyao, oh Shen Piaoyao, no matter how you scheme, the Emperor dotes on my sister after all, and love extends to the crow. Our Liang family just used a simple trick to shake off the charges you framed us with. In a little while, I'll be reinstated. Disappointed?"

Shen Jichen looked at his smug appearance, lowered his eyes, and smiled lightly. That aloof, peerless manner was what Liang Yuanbian hated most. He gritted his teeth: "Stop pretending. Show your anger if you're angry."

"I knew this charge wouldn't trouble your Liang family." Shen Jichen raised his eyes, his gaze cold and completely in control.

Liang Yuanbian was immediately provoked. He stared sinisterly at Shen Jichen: "What do you mean? What are you planning to do!"

Shen Jichen sighed lightly: "Don't be nervous. I was just finding an excuse to beat you up."

That condescending disdain instantly ignited Liang Yuanbian's rage. His eyes seemed to spit fire: "Shen Piaoyao!" The excitement immediately pulled at the wound on his mouth. His anger grew worse. Watching Shen Jichen's magnificent retreating back, he laughed in extreme anger: "Shen Piaoyao, are you going to Vice Minister Cai's wedding celebration in a couple of days? He's taking a concubine."

Shen Jichen stopped, turned, and glanced at him, thinking he had something to say. Hearing it was just about Vice Minister Cai taking a concubine, he didn't even give Liang Yuanbian a second look and turned to leave.

"Don't you want to know which family's daughter Vice Minister Cai is taking?" Liang Yuanbian called out calmly from behind. A line of eunuchs passing by stopped to salute them before moving on.

Shen Jichen's steps down the stairs didn't pause. Clearly, he had no interest in such trivial matters. Even if Vice Minister Cai married a fairy or a princess, he wouldn't bat an eye.

Wen Song, following Shen Jichen, couldn't help but roll his eyes at Liang Yuanbian. This Young Master Liang was truly boring.

"Yue Rongrong from the Brocade Pavilion."

Shen Jichen abruptly stopped. A sharp sword seemed to pierce through his heart. He suddenly clenched his fist, his face tense and severe.

Wen Song turned back in shock and blurted out: "Young Master Liang, don't talk nonsense!"

Liang Yuanbian had only been suspicious at first. That time Shen Jichen fought him over Yue Rongrong's work might have just been targeting him. But after Shen Jichen beat him at Yizhan Jiangnan, he realized—Shen Jichen hit him right after he mentioned Yue Rongrong. Now he was just testing to confirm his suspicion, but unexpectedly... The gloom swept from his brow, replaced by spirited vigor. He walked over brimming with confidence.

Watching Shen Jichen’s darkening expression, Liang Yuanbian felt even more pleased. “I heard that Yue Rongrong slept her way into Vice Minister Cai’s bed, so he had no choice but to take her as his ninth concubine.”

Shen Jichen’s already grim face grew paler and colder, as if frozen over. Liang Yuanbian felt a piercing chill, but the barely suppressed rage made him even more exhilarated.

Wen Song clenched his fists. Just as he was about to punch Liang Yuanbian, he spoke stiffly, “Young Master Liang, please leave!”

Liang Yuanbian laughed twice and let out a long sigh. “Remember to prepare a generous gift.” He strode away, laughing loudly.

Shen Jichen’s tightly clenched hands turned white-knuckled. After a moment, blood seeped from between his fingers. Wen Song, panicked and worried, whispered fearfully, “Marquis, Liang Yuanbian’s words are not to be trusted.”

Shen Jichen felt his heart growing cold, wave after wave. A metallic taste rose in his throat; he suppressed it and swallowed, his face pale and ashen. He calmly walked downstairs, but his legs suddenly weakened, his body swayed violently, and he fell straight down.

“Marquis!”

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When Vice Minister Cai’s men placed three boxes of betrothal gifts in the main hall of Caiyun Tang, all the embroiderers of Brocade Tower stood on both sides, but Zhen Xi was missing.

Zhong Yu stood beside Yue Rongrong, her entire body tense, ready to fight at any moment. She glanced at Yue Rongrong, who was coldly staring at Vice Minister Cai. The shopkeeper led the embroiderers in bowing to Vice Minister Cai and Young Master Luo.

Young Master Luo stood elegantly at Vice Minister Cai’s side, scanning the room. Not seeing Zhen Xi, he smirked inwardly—she knew better than to show up.

Du Yan, too excited to observe decorum, said, “Vice Minister Cai and Young Master Luo, we hope you’ll forgive our presumption. We’ve spent day and night with Rongrong, like sisters. Today is her big day, so we came to witness the ceremony. It is Rongrong’s great fortune to become Vice Minister Cai’s concubine.”

Vice Minister Cai laughed. “Well said!” He stepped forward to take Yue Rongrong by the hand, but Zhong Yu quickly pushed Yue Rongrong aside. Vice Minister Cai’s expression turned cold as he glared at Zhong Yu, who met his gaze fearlessly.

Young Master Luo said smoothly. “Rongrong, see how much Vice Minister Cai values you? Even though you’ll be the Ninth Concubine, his favor will be yours alone. After all, who else would offer such betrothal gifts for a concubine? Hurry and accept them, thank Vice Minister Cai for his kindness.”

Zhong Yu said proudly, “Vice Minister Cai, Young Master Luo, marriage requires parental consent. Rongrong has no parents, so she must decide for herself. It all comes down to ‘I am willing.’ Otherwise, isn’t this just coercion?”

Vice Minister Cai leisurely took the seat of honor. Young Master Luo sneered. “It would be best if this joyous matter were mutual, but everyone here knows Vice Minister Cai has already taken Rongrong’s innocence. How could she marry anyone else?”

Zhong Yu flared up. “If Rongrong refuses, she’d rather become a nun!”

The shopkeeper scolded in a low voice, “Don’t talk nonsense!” He feared Zhong Yu would offend Vice Minister Cai.

Vice Minister Cai snorted. “Become a nun? Miss Yue has spirit. But that depends on whether I allow it.”

Zhong Yu frowned. “So Vice Minister Cai will use his power to force her? Then we can only appeal to the Dali Temple! Appeal to the Ministry of Justice! Ask the superiors to judge for us!”

“Who are you? Know your place!” Vice Minister Cai slammed the table angrily, his eyes glaring.

Yue Rongrong pressed Zhong Yu’s hand.

Seeing Yue Rongrong step forward, Vice Minister Cai’s expression softened slightly. He smiled. “This is not a matter to be proud of. Does Miss Yue really want to make it known to all? Do you think the Dali Temple would rule in your favor over a Fourth-Rank Official taking a concubine?”

Yue Rongrong’s face was icy as she said firmly, “You know perfectly well who was with you that night, Vice Minister. Young Master Luo knows too. If you insist on forcing me to be your concubine, I will choose death over compliance.”

Young Master Luo walked toward her unhurriedly. “Causing a disturbance will only harm you. The capital is full of powerful nobles. If you want to die, it won’t be that easy. Be smart—accept the gifts and become Vice Minister’s concubine. Otherwise...” He chuckled lightly and patted Yue Rongrong’s shoulder, his eyes cold and threatening.

He thought this would intimidate her, but Yue Rongrong stepped back and disdainfully brushed off where he had touched her with her handkerchief. Young Master Luo’s face stiffened. “You reject the toast only to be forced to drink a penalty!”

Du Yan feigned concern. “Rongrong, this is your good fortune. The Vice Minister treats you so well.”

Yue Rongrong glared hatefully at Vice Minister Cai. She knew Young Master Luo was right—someone of their status could easily control her. Trembling with anger, she clenched her fingers to force herself to stay calm. She straightened her back proudly and steadied her voice. “That night, I was visiting the Wei family in Qiming Lane. The residents nearby all recognize me and can testify for me.”

Even if Vice Minister Cai and the Luo family were powerful, she refused to believe they would openly threaten a crowd of commoners.

But Young Master Luo smiled easily. “You mean the Wei family and their neighbors? I’ve asked them. They all said they didn’t see you that night. As for Wei Hui, the newly ranked second-class scholar, Vice Minister Cai recently dispatched him on official business outside the city. And Mrs. Wei was also sent away. When they return to the capital...” He deliberately paused, watching Yue Rongrong’s face pale bit by bit before continuing, “...depends on when Miss Yue agrees to enter the residence.”

Yue Rongrong was horrified. The despairing fear from three years ago rushed back. She saw the greedy, beast-like look in Vice Minister Cai’s eyes and felt her limbs grow cold. Zhong Yu, sensing all was lost, held her tightly, tears welling in her eyes. Before such power, they were as insignificant as grains of sand.

The hall fell silent. Ren Hanzhen watched Yue Rongrong’s ashen face calmly, a slow smirk curling her lips. Yue Rongrong, today you have no choice but to marry. She felt thrilled at the prospect of removing her rival. The thought of never again seeing Yue Rongrong drawing attention, never worrying about Yue Rongrong stealing the favor of the powerful, no one ever overshadowing her again—it made her spirits soar. She could hardly wait to pour a glass of wine and drink to it.

“Shopkeeper! Shopkeeper!” Suddenly a servant rushed in frantically, tripping over the threshold and falling hard to the ground. Ignoring the pain, he shouted, “The Marquis is here! And Lord Han, Lord He, and Lord Zheng! They’ve brought a whole entourage!”

Everyone was shocked. The shopkeeper thought he misheard. “Which marquis?”

“Which marquis? Of course, it’s the Marquis of Wujing—Marquis Shen!”

Yue Rongrong seemed infused with a spark of life, a flicker of hope returned to her eyes.

Ren Hanzhen’s smile froze abruptly. Her shoulders trembled involuntarily as she stared blankly at Yue Rongrong. No, impossible! The Marquis couldn’t be here for her! Absolutely not!

The others were shocked and flustered, hurriedly straightening their clothes and composure. Vice Minister Cai, no longer acting arrogantly, stood up and exchanged a look of concern with Young Master Luo.

“Why are they here?” Hearing Marquis Shen’s name, Vice Minister Cai felt inexplicably nervous.

Young Master Luo frowned and shook his head. “I don’t know either. Let’s see first.”

No sooner had he spoken than everyone looked toward the door. Marquis Shen led the way, with Lord Han, Lord He, and Lord Zheng close behind, followed by a group of guards. They strode in with an imposing air. Marquis Shen’s handsome face was like ice, his tall figure imposing and cold. Even the wind tugging at his robes seemed intimidating. His sweeping glance toward those inside made everyone shudder and lower their heads.

Today, Marquis Shen seemed especially different, like a massive rock weighing them down, leaving them breathless.

Marquis Shen stepped over the threshold, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd. He walked in step by step. Everyone bowed in unison and retreated, saying in unison, “Greetings, Marquis Shen. Greetings, esteemed officials.”

As everyone bowed, Yue Rongrong standing there was particularly conspicuous. Marquis Shen’s icy gaze fell on her face, thawing slightly for a moment. Yue Rongrong suddenly felt all her bitterness gather; her chest tightened, her eyes grew hot, and a tear rolled down. Marquis Shen’s brow furrowed slightly, his heart burning.

Young Master Luo stepped forward with a smile. “Piao Yao, what brings you here?”

Marquis Shen glanced at him sideways and ignored him. Young Master Luo’s heart jumped. What’s going on? When did he offend Marquis Shen?

Lord He looked at the boxes on the floor and raised an eyebrow. “Well, it’s lively today. What’s the good news?”

Young Master Luo, watching Marquis Shen take the seat of honor with an unreadable expression, replied, “It’s nothing major. Vice Minister Cai and an embroiderer here have developed mutual affection, so he came to propose making her his concubine. A small matter, really.”

Lord Han and Lord Zheng also sat down nearby. Lord He asked with interest, “Is the Vice Minister of Works taking a concubine a small matter? Who has caught his eye?”

Perhaps due to his long experience in court, Vice Minister Cai felt strangely reluctant to name Yue Rongrong, sensing something odd about their sudden arrival. Young Master Luo also knew they weren’t the type to come without reason and fell silent.

Seeing no one answer, the shopkeeper stepped forward and bowed. “Lord He, it’s Yue Rongrong.”

Lord He was astonished. He widened his eyes and walked over to Yue Rongrong. “You and Vice Minister Cai have developed mutual affection?”

Yue Rongrong wanted to roll her eyes but restrained herself, spitting out each word. “No!”

Lord He said, “Oh,” then turned to Young Master Luo. “Then why did you lie and say she’s interested in Vice Minister Cai?”

Everyone was shocked. How could they take Yue Rongrong at her word without further questioning?

Young Master Luo suddenly felt a surge of panic, his hands beginning to shake. He forced a calm smile. “It’s a long story...”

“Rongrong, come here.”

A deep, clear voice cut through the room. Young Master Luo’s throat moved, his eyes flickering. He struggled to swallow as he turned and saw Marquis Shen quietly watching Yue Rongrong. Under everyone’s astonished gazes, Yue Rongrong slowly walked toward Marquis Shen.

Vice Minister Cai felt his vision darken, on the verge of fainting.

Yue Rongrong noticed the bandage on Shen Jichen’s right hand. Her gaze lingered for a moment, but she suppressed her concern.

Shen Jichen looked at her, his voice icy. "Do you fancy this old man? Want to be his concubine?"

Yue Rongrong had finally had enough. "Have I gone mad? It’s him who’s been harassing me! Slandering me! Insisting that I—" She was so angry her face flushed bright red.

Shen Jichen didn’t let her continue. In front of everyone, he took her trembling hand and pulled her to his side. He shot a look at Vice Minister Cai, a cold smile curling his lips. "Oh? What exactly did Vice Minister Cai slander her about?"

Even though Shen Jichen was just a young man of twenty-one, his intimidating presence made everyone nervous. Dense as he was, Vice Minister Cai understood the situation now. Ignoring his shock that Yue Rongrong was actually connected to Shen Jichen, he hurriedly said, "It’s a misunderstanding. I mistook her for someone else..."

Shen Jichen gave a light laugh. "Since it’s a case of mistaken identity, there must be a reason. Let’s hear it." As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Wen Song, who immediately brought an embroidered footstool and placed it beside Shen Jichen. Shen Jichen pulled Yue Rongrong down to sit.

Everyone was stunned by this move, their eyes wide with shock—except for Han, He, and Zheng, who were completely unfazed. Vice Minister Cai wiped the sweat from his forehead and had no choice but to plow ahead.

"I once slept with a young lady and thought it was—"

"What date?" Shen Jichen didn’t want to hear Yue Rongrong’s name from his lips and coldly interrupted.

Vice Minister Cai hurriedly said, "February 25th." He glanced uncertainly at Young Master Luo. "Right?"

Young Master Luo, already trembling with fear, shuddered when Vice Minister Cai dragged him into it. Hesitantly, he said, "It seems... it seems so..."

Shen Jichen smiled. "Vice Minister Cai, you’ve indeed mistaken the person. That night, Rong Rong was with this marquis as a guest at the Wei residence."

His words were like a splash of water into a boiling oil pot—everyone erupted in shock. Zhong Yu covered her mouth in astonishment, though her eyes sparkled with delight.

Ren Hanzhen turned ashen, feeling a rush of blood to her head, her eyes flushed crimson.

There was nothing left unclear. Vice Minister Cai quickly smacked his own forehead. "Look at me! It must have been too dark that night, so I mistook her."

He Minxuan wasn’t about to let him off. "Since you said it was dark, you couldn’t have seen clearly. How could you have mistaken her?"

Vice Minister Cai’s mind raced. "That day I saw Miss Yue, she was wearing a string of beads on her wrist. The woman I was with wore the same kind."

He Minxuan took the bait. "No wonder."

Vice Minister Cai let out a huge sigh of relief and quickly added, "Since it was a mistake, I apologize to Miss Yue here. I’ll definitely find the woman from that night."

Shen Jichen frowned. "No need for the trouble. This marquis has already taken the liberty of finding her for you, Vice Minister."

Yue Rongrong stiffened, staring in stunned silence at Shen Jichen. She couldn’t help but whisper, "Piao Yao!"

Shen Jichen’s composed demeanor cracked. He looked at her, a hint of amusement showing in his eyes, but he coldly raised his voice. "Bring her in."

Outside the door, the guards shoved a pale Zhen Xi inside. "Get inside!"

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