The maids and those who had been alarmed quickly ran to Xiao Deyin’s side.

Xiao Deyin had collapsed on the ground, her veil fallen off, her face pale with terror. The maid was startled and said, “Sir! Sir, what happened to you?”

“Someone—” Xiao Deyin gasped for breath, her face deathly white. “Someone tried to kill me!”

“What person?” The neighbors who lived nearby and had rushed over upon hearing the commotion all turned to look around, but said, “We don’t see anyone. Could it have been bandits? Teacher Xiao, why don’t you report this to the authorities? Let the officials handle this matter.”

The people here were all residents who lived in the alley and knew Xiao Deyin. At this moment, they all enthusiastically offered their suggestions.

The maid also said, “Yes, sir, shouldn’t we go report to the authorities right now?”

Upon hearing about reporting to the authorities, Xiao Deyin instinctively wanted to refuse. She coughed several times and said, “I’m feeling extremely unwell right now. I want to return to my room and rest for a while first. Once I feel better, I’ll go report to the authorities.”

Seeing her pale complexion and unsteady appearance, everyone nodded. Some of the women came forward to comfort her with caring words before Xiao Deyin was helped into her room by the maid.

The maid, also worried that outside might still be unsafe, had the mansion’s guards keep careful watch over the main gate tonight. She had the main gate locked before bustling about to brew some ginger soup to calm Xiao Deyin’s nerves.

Although this alley was quiet, there had never been any incidents involving bandits or thieves before. What Xiao Deyin encountered this time was the first such occurrence.

Xiao Deyin sat on the couch in the room. The ginger soup wasn’t ready yet, and there was only cold tea water in the room. She urgently needed to drink something, so she reached for the teacup. However, her hand trembled violently, shaking uncontrollably, unable to grasp the teacup properly. Then came a “crack” sound as the teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Hearing the commotion, the maid hurried in again to clean up. Fortunately it was cold tea and didn’t burn anyone. Xiao Deyin looked at the large spreading water stain on the floor, recalling how her life had hung by a thread moments ago, and still felt her heart pounding with fear.

The people outside said it was bandits and thieves who happened to pass by and targeted her maliciously upon seeing a lone woman. But Xiao Deyin knew that wasn’t true. Those two people had clearly been coming for her from the start, even calling out her name, which showed they were acting under someone’s orders. But Xiao Deyin believed she had never made enemies with anyone. The only thing she had ever done to offend someone in her entire life was framing Xue Fangfei.

However, what that person’s mouth mentioned was a princess. In Northern Yan, there was now only one princess—Prince Cheng’s younger sister, Princess Yongning. But why would such an exalted princess attack her so ruthlessly when she had never offended this princess at all?

Wait, she remembered now. In their haste, that person had also said something like “only the dead can keep secrets.” What did this mean? It meant the other party was trying to silence her, but what incredible secret had she discovered?

Xiao Deyin wasn’t stupid. On the contrary, she was extremely shrewd. From just those few sentences, she had already deduced quite a bit. But the deeper she thought, the more her head ached unbearably. She didn’t know if it was truly from catching a cold or from guilt weighing on her conscience.

Just then, the maid brought in the freshly cooked ginger soup and said, “It’s hot. Please drink a sip or two, sir, to calm your nerves.”

Xiao Deyin tried to reach out and take it, but helplessly, her hands still couldn’t hold it steady. The maid served her, feeding the ginger soup into Xiao Deyin’s mouth spoonful by spoonful. With warmth in her belly, her heart settled down a bit more. Xiao Deyin calmed her mind and thought about this matter again. Suddenly, a thought floated up in her mind.

She had heard that Chief Minister’s daughter Jiang Li had brought a group of villagers from Tong County to the capital to file an imperial petition. At the court deliberation, in the end she had even stated that the person who instigated the plot to harm Xue Huaiyuan was Princess Yongning. Although afterward Jiang Li had voluntarily testified that this matter was a frame-up and false testimony, rumors had still spread.

Xue Huaiyuan was precisely Xue Fangfei’s father.

Originally, Xiao Deyin hadn’t thought of these connections either. But today that person called her “princess.” Thinking it over, the only connection between herself and Princess Yongning was that Princess Yongning loved listening to her play the qin, and she used to frequently go to the Princess’s mansion to play for Princess Yongning. But later, at some unknown point, Princess Yongning stopped loving to listen to the qin.

Wait—the time when Princess Yongning stopped summoning her to the Princess’s mansion seemed to coincide exactly with after Xue Fangfei’s death.

As if she had found a thread, once she started thinking in this direction, things became much easier. Xiao Deyin also recalled that back when Xue Fangfei was still alive, she was already a renowned beauty and talented woman in Yanjing City. Yet when Princess Yongning mentioned her, there was always a hint of disgust in her tone. At the time, Xiao Deyin had thought this was merely because Princess Yongning was jealous of women more excellent than herself. Now, looking at it, there was much worth investigating.

She herself had killed Xue Fangfei. Princess Yongning might also be the mastermind who instigated the plot to harm Xue Huaiyuan. Xue Huaiyuan was Xue Fangfei’s father. The common link between herself and Princess Yongning was Xue Fangfei.

But why would Princess Yongning attack her?

The cold, indifferent words of that stranger floated by her ears: “Only the dead can keep secrets.”

What secret did she have? She had only one secret—at Madam Shen’s birthday banquet, she had added something to Xue Fangfei’s wine.

This was her secret!

In that instant, she suddenly understood why Princess Yongning wanted to have her killed! Back then, a mysterious person had threatened her to act against Xue Fangfei. She had thought she was using poison, never imagining it was something even more sinister than poison. That mysterious person’s identity was unclear, but thinking about it now, it was most likely Princess Yongning!

This was precisely why Princess Yongning wanted to send someone to kill her—because she might reveal the secret! But why act only now? It was simply because a few days ago at the banquet at the Shen mansion, Princess Yongning had come and seen her! Perhaps their sudden encounter reminded Princess Yongning that she still existed as an uncontrollable piece of evidence. Perhaps it was that piece “Guan Shan Yue”—the one whose heart was disturbed was not only herself, but also Princess Yongning!

What a vicious scheme indeed—killing two birds with one stone!

As long as she died, no one would know that someone had ordered her to administer that drug back then. Even if someday someone discovered something amiss with Xue Fangfei’s case, they could pin everything on her. Because—dead people can’t speak, and moreover, can’t defend themselves!

How similar—what had happened to Xue Fangfei back then would now be reenacted with her!

Xiao Deyin felt cold throughout her entire body.

She knew Princess Yongning’s capabilities. Since she had been able to kill Xue Fangfei silently back then, she could naturally kill her as well. Prince Cheng’s influence was so vast, with eyes and ears everywhere. As long as she remained in Yanjing City, she would never escape.

But she had to escape. Since Princess Yongning had made up her mind to silence her, she would certainly pursue her relentlessly.

However, Xiao Deyin was terrified that before she even left this mansion, her life would already be over.

Her mind raced rapidly. In Yanjing City, whether escaping the city or hiding, she alone definitely couldn’t accomplish it. Although she knew many distinguished people, when facing Princess Yongning, they would all rush to curry favor with her. To seek protection, she needed to find someone who wasn’t afraid of Princess Yongning and also had tremendous power.

Who could it be?

Xiao Deyin thought and thought, and truly managed to think of such a person.

Chief Minister’s daughter, Jiang Li.

To be fair, Xiao Deyin really disliked Jiang Li. The reason was simple—in the Six Arts examination’s qin performance category, Jiang Li’s rendition of “Eighteen Songs of a Nomad Flute” was stunning. At the time, people said that Jiang Li’s qin skills were probably not inferior to her own. How could Xiao Deyin tolerate this? But Jiang Li was, after all, Jiang Yuanbai’s daughter, so there was nothing she could do. Fortunately, after that, Jiang Li had not demonstrated her qin skills in any other venues, which allowed Xiao Deyin to breathe a sigh of relief.

Although she extremely disliked Jiang Li, still… back then Jiang Li had dared to directly state at the court deliberation that the person who instigated Feng Yutang was Princess Yongning. This showed she wasn’t afraid of Princess Yongning’s power. She had heard there were also rumors in the court saying that Jiang Yuanbai and Prince Cheng didn’t get along.

If this was true, then the Jiang family and Princess Yongning weren’t on the same side. Most importantly, when Jiang Li had said in front of all the civil and military officials that Xue Huaiyuan was Xue Fangfei’s father, and that the person who instigated Feng Yutang to frame Xue Huaiyuan was Princess Yongning—was she speaking unintentionally, or had she already discovered something?

If she had discovered something and deliberately spoke that way, then there was an opportunity that could be exploited here.

“I need to think,” Xiao Deyin murmured. “What should I do next…”

…

At the Jiang mansion, Jiang Li received news that the people Ye Mingyu had sent had succeeded.

Ye Mingyu’s people moved quickly, and this theatrical performance was excellent—there should have been no traces discovered. She heard that at the time, Xiao Deyin’s face was deathly pale and she was devastated. Jiang Li knew that with Xiao Deyin’s cleverness, she would very quickly connect this matter to the Xue Fangfei incident, and then think of Princess Yongning.

Dogs biting dogs, fur flying everywhere. Now wasn’t the time to have them tear each other apart yet. At least they first needed to discover for themselves who their opponent was.

Haitang’s fake pregnancy medicine would still take some time to produce. In the following days, Jiang Li found herself with rare leisure again.

Before long, Shen Ruyun was getting married.

Old Madam Jiang didn’t receive an invitation. In fact, Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion really had no face to send an invitation to the Jiang family. After all, it had originally been Jiang Youyao who was engaged to Zhou Yanbang. If Zhou Yanbang hadn’t caused that disgraceful incident himself, the one who should be becoming the lady of the Zhou household now should have been a Miss from the Jiang family.

Although Old Madam Jiang hadn’t received an invitation and didn’t plan to attend the ceremony, Jiang Yuanbai still secretly sent several people to mix into the crowd attending the ceremony. This was probably to search for traces of Jiang Youyao. Jiang Youyao still had no whereabouts. If she was still in Yanjing City and still free, as Zhou Yanbang was her lifelong dream, on his wedding day, Jiang Youyao would definitely come to take a look.

Jiang Yuanbai thought that as long as Jiang Youyao went, he could find her.

When Jiang Li learned of this news, she merely smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Even if Jiang Youyao really went, she would only be humiliating herself.

While folding clothes, Tong’er said, “Now that Miss Shen is marrying the heir of Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion, Fifth Miss must be furious. Fifth Miss has always been proud. Now with someone else as the wife and herself as a concubine, I imagine she must be quite upset.”

“The distinction between wife and concubine—she knew about it long ago,” Jiang Li smiled. “But she believed that marrying Zhou Yanbang as a concubine was still better than being a wife to a commoner. This was her own choice.”

When they had set up the trap for Zhou Yanbang, Jiang Li had also asked Jiang Yu’e about it. If Jiang Yu’e had shown even the slightest hesitation at that time, it wouldn’t have resulted in the current situation. However, Jiang Yu’e was determined to enter Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion, even if it meant becoming Zhou Yanbang’s concubine. Jiang Li had seen women like her before—somewhat attractive, of ordinary birth, yet extremely restless, wishing wholeheartedly to climb upward.

It was all their own karma.

“But Third Master looks truly frightening,” Tong’er thought for a moment and said. “This servant went to the kitchen today and saw Third Master in the courtyard. Originally, although Third Master wasn’t very close to the Master and Second Master, they could still be considered harmonious. Usually he would smile a bit, but I don’t know when it started—he became cold and distant. Could it be he suffered some setback from Third Madam?”

Everyone in the mansion knew that Yang Shi was naturally fierce and that every time she scolded Jiang Yuanxing for being incompetent.

Hearing this, Jiang Li couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.

At first, Jiang Yuanxing had disagreed with Jiang Yu’e becoming someone’s concubine. Being a concubine-born son himself, he knew the hardships involved. It was just that Jiang Yu’e had been caught lying with Zhou Yanbang in full view of everyone—she had already suffered a loss. If she didn’t marry Zhou Yanbang, there might not be any good family willing to marry her in the future. Who knew if her fate wouldn’t be even worse than marrying Zhou Yanbang as a concubine?

Helplessly, Jiang Yuanxing could only agree to the matter. But it seemed that from that day onward, Jiang Yuanxing had become gloomy. He seemed to have developed grievances against the First and Second households, acting even more distantly and formally. Even Yang Shi, though still as fierce as ever, Jiang Li believed that Yang Shi’s fierceness and smiles were different from Lu Shi’s. Yang Shi carried a stock of deception and calculation in her very bones.

Now that Shen Ruyun was marrying into the Zhou family, Jiang Li could easily imagine that between Jiang Yu’e and Shen Yurun, there would definitely not be calm waters. Jiang Li also believed that Zhou Yanbang certainly wouldn’t allow peace between these two women. Yet the Third household remained so composed, which gave Jiang Li a strange feeling.

She felt that something wasn’t quite right.

After thinking for a moment, she instructed Tong’er, “Tong’er, recently in the mansion, spend more time with the Third household’s maids. Don’t let anyone discover you, and find out if there’s anything different about the Third household from usual.”

“The Third household?” Tong’er was somewhat surprised. After all, the Third household had never had much interaction with Jiang Li, so this inquiry seemed rather strange. But Tong’er knew that Jiang Li had her reasons for doing things, so she obediently nodded and said, “This servant understands. Miss, please rest assured.”

Jiang Li looked out the window. Outside was calm and peaceful—good weather. The sunlight was warm and gentle. Looking at the sky, one could almost see the wedding procession outside with beating gongs and drums, joyfully welcoming the bride.

She wondered what the situation was like at Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion right now.

Jiang Li smiled slightly and closed the window.

…

At Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion, today was exceptionally lively.

The heir of Marquis Ningyuan, Zhou Yanbang, was taking a wife, and quite a few people had come to witness the ceremony. Some of them naturally came because of their relationship with Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion, but more people came for the bride’s side.

The bride’s older brother was none other than the currently favored Assistant Secretary of the Central Secretariat, Lord Shen Yurun. Just to curry favor with this young lord, there were many who came to witness the ceremony and show support for the bride.

Both the Marquis of Ningyuan and his wife were all smiles. Although the marriage alliance with Chief Minister Jiang’s family had fallen through, the Shen family was still quite acceptable. Although the Jiang family had a large estate and great influence, the Jiang daughters would inevitably be rather pampered. Wouldn’t she have to be enshrined like a bodhisattva after marrying in? This Miss from the Shen family would be much easier to control.

Moreover, thirty years on the east side of the river, thirty years on the west side—look at the Jiang family lately, with mishaps occurring one after another. Who knew how much longer the Jiang family could remain prosperous? If anything happened to Jiang Yuanbai, if Jiang Yuanping got into trouble again, wouldn’t the Jiang family fall apart like a tree falling and the monkeys scattering? Anyone who married a Jiang family young lady would be truly unlucky. The Shen family was different. By the looks of it, this Lord Shen had a bright future ahead, long-lasting and unwavering.

Thinking this way, the smiles on the faces of the Zhou family elders became even more genuine.

Madam Shen was also invited as an honored guest today. That her daughter could marry into a marquis’s family was something she wouldn’t have dared to dream of before. Moreover, Zhou Yanbang was handsome and talented, which made her happy just to look at him. Shen Ruyun herself also liked this husband very much. Madam Shen believed there was nothing more perfect in the world. Strangely enough, while Madam Shen was harsh toward others, she was very tolerant toward her own daughter. The same was true for Shen Yurun. This was probably because in the past, to support Shen Yurun’s studies, Shen Ruyun had to do needlework with Madam Shen to supplement the family income from a very young age. After Shen Yurun achieved success and fame, he always felt guilty toward this younger sister, usually giving in to her and indulging her.

He never imagined that while he himself could give in to his mother and younger sister, others had no obligation to suffer and sacrifice for his mother and sister.

Outside, there was suddenly a commotion—the groom had arrived.

Zhou Yanbang walked in.

Half a year ago, Zhou Yanbang was still Yanjing City’s renowned handsome man—refined, elegant, graceful and poised. The current Zhou Yanbang, compared to half a year ago, had gained quite a bit of weight, to the point where his originally handsome face had become somewhat swollen and distorted. His expression was also listless. Although he had been specially groomed and dressed up today, he still appeared rather spiritless.

Naturally he had no spirit. This morning, the Zhou family had found him in a brothel. If they hadn’t forcibly dragged him back, on this wedding day, he would still be seeking pleasure and living in a drunken stupor in places he shouldn’t be.

Even now, the effects of last night’s alcohol probably hadn’t worn off yet. His gaze was vacant.

Shen Yurun’s eyes turned cold.

After the incident at the banquet, Zhou Yanbang had been despondent ever since. With no prospects for an official career, he had become the laughingstock of Yanjing City’s aristocratic circles. Everyone who saw him would praise his great fortune with women, though the mockery in their words was undisguised. After hearing it too much, Zhou Yanbang simply gave up on himself, spending his days frequenting brothels, drinking heavily, gambling—no different from street ruffians.

This made Zhou Yanbang’s parents weep. The Zhou family no longer had a marriage contract with the Jiang family, but now had one with the Shen family. What if Shen Yurun found out about Zhou Yanbang’s wild behavior? They couldn’t control this son. Every time, they would help Zhou Yanbang cover things up. But they couldn’t achieve perfection every time. Shen Yurun had already personally come to their door to warn the Zhou family several times. At first, the Marquis of Ningyuan could have people tie up Zhou Yanbang, but he couldn’t be tied up every day. Whenever there was an opportunity, Zhou Yanbang would slip out to cause trouble.

The Zhou family had thought that if this continued, the Shen family would definitely disagree with this marriage. But in the end, despite all the warnings, the Shen family never raised the matter of dissolving the engagement. Only then did Marquis Ningyuan’s mansion feel relieved. They figured it was probably because Shen Ruyun had also been caught in a compromising situation with Zhou Yanbang. For a young woman, her reputation was paramount, so she could only grit her teeth and marry into the Zhou family.

Of course, Shen Yurun didn’t think this way.

He stood at the front of the crowd, his expression stern as he watched Zhou Yanbang’s rogue-like appearance—showing no care or caution, just like treating some brothel girl, casually taking Shen Ruyun’s hand with a very careless manner.

In Shen Yurun’s heart, it felt like there was a fire burning, but reason told him he couldn’t act. Moreover… Shen Ruyun herself was happy about it.

Shen Ruyun had long liked Zhou Yanbang very much. To marry Zhou Yanbang, she had even used her own reputation to set up a trap, presenting everyone with a fait accompli in public, forcing Zhou Yanbang to have no choice but to marry her. As a woman, she didn’t even want her own self-respect anymore. But Shen Yurun was a man—he could see that Zhou Yanbang had no affection for Shen Ruyun whatsoever, not even a good impression. After Shen Ruyun entered the household, she would inevitably suffer greatly.

But he couldn’t stop Shen Ruyun, nor could he stop Madam Shen. Shen Yurun knew that even though the Zhou family temporarily didn’t dare mistreat Shen Ruyun because of his position, it wasn’t a long-term solution. A married daughter was like spilled water—Shen Yurun couldn’t keep constant watch over the Zhou household. With Zhou Yanbang’s character, who knew how much suffering he would cause Shen Ruyun? Shen Ruyun’s bitter days still lay ahead.

Thinking of this, Shen Yurun couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on. He thought that stupid women were truly annoying. If it were Xue Fangfei, she definitely wouldn’t—she had always been clever and wouldn’t let herself fall into such a passive position. But… reconsidering, he felt absurd. Although Xue Fangfei hadn’t married Zhou Yanbang, she had married Shen Yurun. At least Shen Ruyun had her life marrying into the Zhou family, but Xue Fangfei marrying into the Shen family had even lost her life.

Looking at it this way, wasn’t Xue Fangfei even more foolish than Shen Ruyun?

He smiled, but didn’t know whether this smile was mocking himself or others.

Shen Ruyun was being led by Zhou Yanbang. Her happiness was almost impossible to suppress—it kept bubbling up from the depths of her heart like a spring fountain in springtime, source after source of bliss. She had actually made her beautiful dream come true!

She liked Zhou Yanbang—had liked him for a very long time. All along, she had known the distance between herself and Zhou Yanbang meant she could only watch him from afar. Zhou Yanbang even had a prior engagement, and his betrothed was the Chief Minister’s daughter. Everything changed starting from the day Shen Yurun won the top scholar position. She was no longer the daughter of commoners—she was the younger sister of the top scholar. And heaven seemed to compensate her for the hardships of her first ten-plus years by actually giving her an opportunity to take advantage of the situation, causing the engagement between Jiang Youyao and Zhou Yanbang to be dissolved, while she herself married into the Zhou family.

Even heaven was helping her.

Holding her beloved’s hand, Shen Ruyun’s heart was completely satisfied. If she didn’t have to wear the bridal veil right now, she would even want to see the envious or jealous looks from the people around her.

She had to thank her older brother for all this. Oh right, and that noble princess. Early on, Princess Yongning had told her, “Whoever you want to marry, you can marry. For me, this isn’t very difficult.”

So she helped Princess Yongning speak favorably in front of Shen Yurun. She never could understand why her brother didn’t marry this princess sooner. After all, everyone in the world knew that Xue Fangfei had cuckolded her brother. If her brother remarried, it would be perfectly justified—others would even applaud.

As long as he married Princess Yongning, from then on, the Shen family would only rise higher.

But she didn’t dare say these words to Shen Yurun. She used to dare, but ever since Xue Fangfei died, Shen Yurun had become increasingly strange and frightening.

Shen Ruyun didn’t like Xue Fangfei—hadn’t liked her from the start. Perhaps it was because Xue Fangfei was too beautiful. Standing next to Xue Fangfei, she became like dust without any radiance. Or perhaps it was because Xue Fangfei, though merely the daughter of a minor official, was proficient in poetry, song, and verse, making her seem worthless by comparison. In front of Xue Fangfei, Shen Ruyun always felt inexplicably inferior. The more inferior she felt, the more she wanted to cause trouble for Xue Fangfei to prove that she was still a level above her. She was Xue Fangfei’s younger sister-in-law—naturally Xue Fangfei had to help her.

Xue Fangfei had known about Shen Ruyun’s fondness for Zhou Yanbang. But she had never encouraged her like Princess Yongning had, never helped her solve problems. Instead, she had just smiled, as if understanding everything, as if looking at Shen Ruyun’s dreams as if she knew they would ultimately be impossible to achieve.

Facts proved that she herself was right, and the supposedly all-capable Xue Fangfei was wrong. Moreover, Xue Fangfei was already dead.

Under the bridal veil, Shen Ruyun’s brow furrowed. She truly didn’t understand why, on such a joyous day, she would suddenly think of Xue Fangfei. But one thing was certain—thinking of Xue Fangfei made her extremely uncomfortable, as if there was a stone blocking her chest, making her feel stifled.

She shook her head, as if trying to cast Xue Fangfei from her mind. The hand holding hers felt so warm. From now on, she would be the heir’s wife.

Shen Ruyun couldn’t see that in the crowd, among the Zhou family members, there stood another person.

She had a beautiful face like a flower or the moon. Today she wore a pink silk dress, lightly powdered but not heavily made up, yet appeared especially pitiful and delicate. She wore a smile, but her gaze was fixed unblinkingly on Shen Ruyun.

This person was precisely Jiang Yu’e.

She watched Shen Yurun, but the hand hidden in her sleeve resentfully twisted her handkerchief tight.

She was unwilling to accept this.

Clearly, that Shen Ruyun was inferior to herself in every way—in appearance, in bearing, in conversation. Although she was the daughter of a concubine, in the Shen household, she hadn’t missed learning anything she should have learned. At Mingyi Hall, she could be considered half a talented woman. What did Shen Ruyun have? Nothing more than being the daughter of a commoner family who barely recognized a few characters, completely ignorant of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Just because she had a brother who was an official, she could occupy the position of primary wife?

During this time, she had painstakingly made Zhou Yanbang gradually warm up to her. Now, was everything supposed to return to the starting point because of Shen Ruyun’s existence? Absolutely impossible!

Jiang Yu’e viciously twisted the handkerchief into a rope, but her gaze grew increasingly resentful as she stared fixedly at Zhou Yanbang, as if filled with infinite grievance and affection that couldn’t be expressed.

This gaze was seen by Zhou Yanbang. The deep affection and resentment of a young woman inevitably stirred one’s heart. But this gaze was also seen by Shen Yurun.

Shen Yurun sneered coldly in his heart.

Seeing that cold sneer, Zhou Yanbang gave a start and shifted his gaze away, no longer looking at Jiang Yu’e. Jiang Yu’e was deeply disappointed, but secretly plotted in her heart how to seize Zhou Yanbang back, how to… make Shen Ruyun lose power.