Madam Jiang's words served as a reminder to everyone. Since Song Yao and Han Feng each had their own version of events, the only option was for the doctor to verify them.

Yuan Fuling's eyelid twitched, and she didn't know why her eyelid twitched so badly.

"Let's get it tested!" Song Yao said stubbornly.

Why would a perfectly innocent girl like her be afraid of being examined?

Soon someone brought a doctor. Before Song Yao extended her hand, she said to Han Feng, "If I've been falsely accused..."

"Second sister, if you are slandered, I will personally beat that scoundrel to death!" Song Yue raised her fist, bared her teeth, and looked fiercely indignant.

Song Yao was about to say that it was no trouble, but she held back because everyone was there. Today she was humiliated, while Song Yue unexpectedly gained a reputation for being true to herself.

She was furious.

We'll settle this score properly when we get back.

Han Feng quickly raised his head and glanced at the girl who was saying such harsh words. His lips twitched slightly, and he secretly sighed that the girl's acting skills were excellent.

Song Yue took a step forward, grabbed Song Yao's hand, and handed it to the doctor: "Doctor, please take a look. My second sister must have been framed."

The doctor placed his fingertips on the pulse, but withdrew them after only a moment, his expression somewhat strange.

Song Yue let go of Song Yao's hand and leaned over to look at the doctor: "Doctor, please speak up! My second sister is innocent, isn't she?"

Seeing the doctor hesitate, Madam Jiang said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

The doctor said with a forced smile, "Well... this young lady is already two months pregnant."

Boom!

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in Song Yao's mind. She jumped up excitedly: "Impossible! You must have seen wrong! No, that's not right! You're all in cahoots, deliberately plotting against me! I'm still a woman, how could I be pregnant?"

Yuan Fuling's face turned deathly pale, and she stared at the doctor with a cold gaze: "Tell me, who exactly sent you?"

"What do you mean by this, Madam Yuan? The doctor is merely stating the facts. If you don't believe me, please have the doctor come again," Madam Jiang said in a deep voice.

So, those who love a good show quickly sent someone to fetch a doctor.

The pulse diagnosis yielded the same result as the previous one: "She is more than two months pregnant."

Song Yao felt a sweet taste in her throat, stared fiercely at Han Feng, and breathed rapidly. Han Feng stepped forward: "Yao Yao, take care of yourself. You must not harm the baby. Don't worry, I will definitely marry you openly and honorably."

"You!" Song Yao was so angry that she couldn't utter a single word.

The expressions on everyone's faces changed when they looked at Song Yao.

"So this is what you call the legitimate daughter of a duke's family? It turns out she's so promiscuous in private."

"What future can someone raised by a concubine have?"

Most of the ladies attending the banquet today are daughters of prominent noble families, and they look down on Yuan Fuling, who has been promoted to the position of Duchess.

Yuan Fuling's face burned with rage. She grabbed Song Yao and growled, "What exactly happened?"

Song Yao glared at her mother, furious: "Mother, why don't you believe me either?"

Yuan Fuling was speechless, unsure how to explain. Her daughter clearly admired Pei Zhao, so how could she have gotten involved with a scoundrel like Han Feng?

"Father." Han Feng walked straight to his father and knelt down: "I wish to ask to marry Miss Song, please grant my request."

Han's father fell into deep thought.

The situation took an unexpected turn.

The original purpose of the Shen family's banquet was completely forgotten; everyone was focused on this spectacle. Seeing Han Feng's attempt to marry her, Song Yao screamed, "You're dreaming! You think you're worthy of marrying me?"

Song Yao was both angry and aggrieved. She frantically searched for that figure in the crowd, but unfortunately, she couldn't find Pei Zhao anywhere.

In the end, they could only place their hopes on the Princess of Zhennan.

"Your Highness, you must do me justice!" Song Yao cried as she walked over.

Princess Zhennan's expression changed slightly. The affection in her eyes when she looked at Song Yao was gone, replaced by indifference. She took two steps back imperceptibly: "Second Miss, since things have come to this, there are some things that cannot be avoided."

"Princess?" Song Yao's eyes widened. The Princess of Zhennan had clearly said that she was the only daughter-in-law she had chosen, and the title of the Crown Prince's wife must be hers.

Why... why are you changing your mind now?

"Brother Zhao..."

"Second Miss, Zhao'er has always treated you like a younger sister. He can't help you with what happened today." Princess Zhennan interrupted Song Yao quickly and walked towards Madam Shen. "Madam Shen, I have some trivial matters to attend to at home. I'll take my leave now."

Madam Shen nodded.

As Song Yao watched the Princess of Zhennan leave without any mercy, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her whole body chilled to the bone.

"How... how could this happen?" Song Yao murmured.

Mr. Han looked at Yuan Fuling. The two families had been at odds for years, but now they were to become relatives. Mr. Han hesitated whether to speak.

Yuan Fuling also panicked and looked at Madam Shen.

Madam Shen didn't want to get involved, but as the head of the household, she had no choice but to step forward and say, "This is a matter between the two families. Madam Yuan, you should think this through. Some things can't be undone by refuting them. Duke Jingguo values ​​his reputation highly. Right now, there aren't many options left for the Second Miss."

Alternatively, marry Han Feng.

Alternatively, he could become a nun to preserve the reputation of the Duke of Jingguo.

Either die!

Yuan Fuling quickly weighed the pros and cons. She ordered someone to take Song Yao away, and then looked at Song Hengchuan, who was still somewhat confused.

He still can't believe that his pure and innocent sister had gotten involved with a scoundrel like Han Feng, and had brought shame to the Duke of Jingguo's mansion. He was so disappointed.

"Chuan'er, you will inherit the Duke of Jingguo's mansion in the future. What do you think about this?" Yuan Fuling asked timidly, looking flustered.

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