As soon as He Changdi left, Xiao Bojian followed closely into the wing regardless of everyone's eyes, even Wei Jia couldn't stop him immediately.
Wei Jia shook his head annoyedly, fearing that things would become serious, he had no choice but to replace the previous position, guarding the door of the wing.
Seeing that Xiao Bojian had actually gone in, Chu Yuan wanted to follow, but fortunately the second lady was still a little sensible and grabbed her.
Xiao Bojian's face was very ugly, he opened the felt curtain and entered the inner room.
In the wing room, the second master Chu Qi was standing beside the bed in a daze, so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.
Xiao Bojian glanced inward, because of the angle, he only saw two people entangled behind the curtain.
In desperation, he pushed Chu Qizheng away, and opened the curtain with trembling hands. In an instant, a strange man and woman came into view. Oh, no, this naked woman is not unfamiliar, it is him One of the subordinates who arranged...
As for the man who fainted, Xiao Bojian also had a part or two impression that he was the distant nephew of the Eighth Miss Chu Yuan's nanny. By chance, he met once.
For a moment, Xiao Bojian's heartstrings suddenly loosened, and he couldn't help touching the fine cold sweat soaked from his forehead.
Fortunately, Lian'er is fine.
After letting go of the heaviest burden in his heart, Xiao Bojian completely recovered his usual gloomy and calm after a while.
With a gloomy expression on his face, he turned his head and looked at Chu Qizheng indifferently, and said with a sneer, "Since Mr. Chu has no credit for cooperation at all, then the transaction between us will not count. Mr. Chu can do it on his own."
At this time, how could Xiao Bojian not know that he was simply put together by the second room of the British government.
Chu Qi just didn't expect Xiao Bojian's mind to turn so fast, he hurriedly explained: "Master Xiao, I don't know why things have developed to this point, maybe the two maids around Chu Lian are very skilled in martial arts, it really has nothing to do with me, How can you regret it since you promised to marry Sister Yuan!"
Xiao Bojian probably lost his patience completely, he snorted coldly and walked past Chu Qizheng, ignoring what he said.
Chu Qizheng was shocked, and after a few seconds of stunned, he lowered his voice and roared angrily: "Xiao Bojian, don't forget who your teacher is!"
It's a pity that no matter how angry Chu Qi was, Xiao Bojian quickly disappeared at the door of the wing room.
Chu Qi staggered for two steps with his body limp. Fortunately, he supported the bogu stand beside him, otherwise he would fall and sit on the ground.
When Chu Qi just came out of the wing after adjusting his facial expression, he angrily walked towards the second lady, and then yelled ferociously, "It's just nonsense!"
After speaking, she turned to Sister Yuan again, "Don't go back to the room yet! The bigger it is, the more outrageous it is!"
As dull as Sister Yuan, she also understood that something was wrong.
These arrangements were clearly discussed by her father and mother and told her personally, but why she was reprimanded by her father at this time, there is only one reason, the matter did not work out at all!
Chu Qizheng quickly left with Chang Sui angrily, and the second wife broke into the wing with Sister Yuan in disbelief.
Search the whole house, but there is no trace of Chu Lian! Not even a corner of Chu Lian's dirty clothes was found, Chu Yuan couldn't recover, her face was surprisingly ugly.
The whole thing was like a self-slapping farce, and the expressions of the women who came with Chu Yuan became subtle at this moment.
Presumably within two days, gossip about Sister Yuan slandering her sister for having an affair with someone at the Jiji ceremony will spread.
At that time, I'm afraid no one will stand by her side and speak for her.
As the saying goes, good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles away. Before the banquet of the British government and Ji Li was over, this matter had already reached the ears of the noble ladies.
A lady who had a good relationship with Zheng Guogong's mansion said softly: "No wonder Mrs. Anyuan Hou left in such a hurry. If I had such a natal family, I would cut off all contact."
"That's right, with such a stepmother and younger sister, Madam Anyuanhou is also suffering." Another lady echoed.
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If it is passed down like this, before it is time for the banquet, all the families have almost left.
Sister Yuan looked at the guests who came to congratulate her today and left the British government quickly one by one, her eyes were tearing with anger.
She stood on the turret and stared at the screen wall behind the gate of the British Government House, her face was pale and ferocious.
Xiaoqin quickly walked a few steps to Sister Yuan's side, "Miss Ba, the old lady asked you to come over."
Enduring the anger that was about to explode in her chest, Chu Yuan turned around and went to the courtyard of the old lady of the British government.
At this time, the guests were gone, and there were no outsiders in the old lady's courtyard. The second master Chu Qizheng and the second wife were kneeling at the head, and the old lady and the old Yingying sat at the head, with gloomy and ugly faces.
Chu Yuan had never experienced such a battle before, and walked into the flower hall in a daze.
Before he could speak, he was scolded by the old man and knelt down.
"It's such a thing that mud can't support the wall!" the old Englishman swore with his head covering his face.
When had Sister Yuan been scolded so mercilessly by her grandfather, her eyes immediately turned red, and tears fell down, but her parents bowed their heads, how could she dare to say a word.
Before Chu Yuan came, the old British father had severely reprimanded his son. At this time, the old man also said that he was tired, so the quiet air in the flower hall seemed to freeze for a while.
"This old man has decided to betroth Sister Su to Wujing, you and your husband should make arrangements for Sister Yuan's marriage!"
It took a long time for the old British Duke to say such a sentence.
But it was this sentence that instantly made the Erfang family of three raise their heads in disbelief.
"No way, dad, didn't you promise to promise sister Yuan to Xiao Bojian?" The second lady hurriedly begged.
Before the second master could speak, the old British Duke said forcefully: "I've made up my mind, you guys go back and think about it for a few days behind closed doors!"
After finishing speaking, she got up and left the flower hall, no matter how the people in the second bedroom begged, the old lady gave them the same look, and left with the help of the big maid.
Sister Yuan's whole body went limp, and she could no longer kneel upright, she collapsed on the ground in an instant, her eyes became more and more lifeless and hollow.
He Sanlang already knew that Chu Lian had left the British government safely when he stepped on his horse when he left the mansion.
It was only at this moment that his tense heartstrings really relaxed. He glanced back at the gate of the British government, his face became more and more cold and icy.
Afterwards, he whipped his horse and whipped his horse, and went back to the Jing'anbo Mansion without even eating a bite of food at the British Duke's Mansion.
Chu Lian only returned to Songtao Garden for more than a quarter of an hour, and He Changdi also came back.
When he entered the door, he asked coldly, "Where is the third grandma?"
Nanny Gui shuddered because of his aura, subconsciously said: "The third grandma is changing clothes in the back room."
He Sanlang rushed into the inner bedroom with his long legs, turned around the screen, and saw the happy goose standing outside, he heard the sound of water coming from the clean room, he waved to the happy goose.
Xi Yan glanced in, but still bowed her head and walked away.
He Sanlang paused slightly, turned around the screen and entered the clean room.