He Yanting was stunned, then raised his hand stiffly and waved at her.

After the carriage left, Jiang Zhiyu walked happily into the mansion. As soon as she stepped into her yard, Jiang Sulan came to greet her.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Sulan blinked, "Dad and Mom just had a fight. Mom was dissatisfied with Dad for not telling the truth to others and was concerned about Song Shiwei's reputation, so she scolded him severely."

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up: "Good scolding!"

"right!"

Seeing the look Jiang Zhiyu was giving her, Jiang Sulan touched her nose and said, "Anyway, you should go see your mother. Anger is bad for your health. I'm afraid she might get sick from anger."

Jiang Zhiyu nodded.

In Menghua Garden, Xu Youran was sipping tea leisurely, not looking angry at all as Jiang Sulan said.

When Jiang Zhiyu stepped in, he thought he was seeing things.

"Mom, I heard from my sister, are you okay?"

Xu Youran smiled happily: "What can happen to mother? Come and sit down, let me take a good look at you."

Jiang Zhiyu sat over there obediently.

[I'm so glad I didn't feel sad for that jerk. He didn't deserve it.]

You think he can protect you from the wind and rain, but in fact he is just a floating cloud, floating there for beauty, but will be gone with the wind.

Xu Youran nodded in agreement.

She looked at Jiang Zhiyu, her heart aching. "It was my fault that I failed to protect you. Song Shiwei almost took advantage of you. If she had succeeded, I don't know what I would have done."

Jiang Zhiyu patted her comfortingly, "It's not mother's fault. It's just that father doesn't know people well and is partial to her. Mother deserves better."

"Perhaps, mother wants to divorce him?"

Xu Youran looked at her in surprise. Of course she wanted to, but it was not possible now. If she divorced now, what would happen to her children?

"Of course Mom wants to, but it's easier said than done. He won't let me take you all away."

"No problem, leave this matter to me!"

Jiang Zhiyu patted his chest.

[I need to contact my grandfather first. Calculating the time, it's not long before my scumbag father cheats on me. He slept with the maid while drunk and wanted to cover it up, but the maid got pregnant, and my scumbag father wanted to take her as a concubine.]

[By then, Mom will file for a divorce. If Dad disagrees, I'll have Grandpa come to shore up the situation. I wonder if he'll still have the nerve to fight for custody!]

Xu Youran: “!!!”

She was delighted. If Jiang Zhaorong really took another concubine and she filed for divorce, he would definitely have nothing to say!

I don’t know when the day that Zhiyu mentioned will come!

…

At the same time, at the residence of the Minister of Revenue, Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting had just left when Dongxue went into the room in the west courtyard.

The concubine was arranging flowers. After hearing Dongxue's words, her fingertips moved.

"Jiang Zhiyu? The one who's been making all the noise in Shengjing lately?"

Her voice was so charming that Dongxue couldn't help but soften her body: "That's the one."

"The master is really capable. He can even invite such a person to look after his beloved daughter. He really loves her very much!"

There was a hint of coldness in her voice. Dongxue swallowed and said, "The one from the East Court asked me to investigate Jiang Zhiyu. Should I add some exaggeration to the story?"

"No," the concubine picked up the scissors beside her and continued trimming. "To be honest, if someone was tampering with something like this and sent someone out, you would have been discovered."

Dongxue nodded in agreement and looked up at her: "Then let Jiang Zhiyu treat it?"

"Heal her. I don't believe it. That girl is so ugly. How can Jiang Zhiyu, with all his abilities, turn her around?"

The concubine looked at the bright red nail polish on her nails and smiled contemptuously.

Dongxue agreed with her, but the concubine interrupted impatiently: "Alright, go and do it. When you go out, hide from others and don't be discovered. If you find out any other information, tell me."

Dongxue retreated hurriedly.

…

The next morning, the prime minister realized that his adopted daughter Song Shiwei had not left the house because of illness, but had attempted to murder the third young lady and the eldest young master. She was caught red-handed and driven out of the house.

This rumor spread quickly in Shengjing, and in a short time, almost everyone knew about it, overshadowing the previous rumors about Jiang Zhiyu's superb medical skills.

Song Shiwei sat at the table, shaking with anger.

"Bitch! It must be that bitch Jiang Zhiyu! She must be the one spreading rumors and trying to ruin my reputation!"

Seeing her so angry, Chunxiu was afraid that she would vent her anger on him, so she didn't dare to go forward to pour tea. She just stood beside her and comforted her: "Miss, don't worry too much. The Prime Minister has already said that you left the house due to illness. The doctors who have been in and out of the hospital these days, as well as the young ladies who came to visit you, have all seen it. Rumors are just rumors after all. After a few days, they will forget about it."

Song Shiwei glanced at her impatiently, but in his heart he agreed with her words to some extent.

Yes, she has witnesses!

Those doctors and other young ladies can all testify for her!

Just as she was thinking this, someone rushed in from outside the yard: "Miss, Miss, something's wrong!"

Song Shiwei was angry and threw a teacup over. The teacup shattered, but did not hit anyone. Instead, it was blocked by the guards of the Dali Temple.

Song Shiwei was startled. The guard clasped his hands together and looked at her with disdain: "Miss Song, someone has accused you of attempting to murder the third lady and the eldest son of the Xiangfu. Please come with us."

Song Shiwei forced a smile and said, "Brothers, are you mistaken? I am the Prime Minister's adopted daughter. How could I possibly harm my own family?"

While she was talking, she kept making gestures to Chunxiu with her hands behind her back, indicating that she should go find Jiang Zhaorong quickly.

Chunxiu understood and was about to walk past when she was stopped by the guards: "No one is allowed to leave the house until the investigation is complete."

Song Shiwei wanted to speak, but the guard didn't want to listen. He turned sideways and said in a demanding voice, "Miss Song, please!"

Song Shiwei's hands hung down at her sides, tightly grasping the hem of her skirt. She swallowed her saliva and walked forward, hoping that there wouldn't be too many people outside.

But things went against her wishes. As soon as she went out, she saw a group of onlookers gathered outside. She hurriedly wanted to get on the carriage, but was blocked by the guards.

"Miss Song, this place is only two blocks away from the Dali Temple, so there's no need to get in a carriage."

Song Shiwei froze when he heard that and looked at him in disbelief.

The guard remained unmoved and repeated, "Miss Song, please!"

Song Shiwei took a deep breath, her eyes were bloodshot, and anger lingered in her heart.

This is clearly! This is clearly humiliating her!

First, rumors were spread, and then when the rumors were at their worst, the guards from the Dali Temple were sent to take her away, and the people on the street were allowed to watch her walk into the Dali Temple with their own eyes!

This was clearly a beating that would bring her to ruin!

River! Chi! Fish!