Yang Jiyan's unreasonable resentment towards her was caused by Yu Qizhe's obsession. Yu Jiao just felt that such a person was very pathetic. Love has always been about mutual consent, but she didn't even understand such a simple truth.

"Sister Yan, Young Master Zhou is here too. How have you been getting along lately?" Madam Yang saw that the person sitting diagonally opposite her was a member of the Zhou family, a member of the Junior Secretary of the Imperial Household Department. She raised her eyes, exchanged a smile with Madam Zhou, and asked Yang Jiyan in a low voice.

Hearing the voice, Yang Jiyan suppressed the jealousy in her eyes and turned her head to look at Zhou Yun's family. When her eyes met Zhou Yun's, she quickly lowered her eyes and smiled shyly.

Madam Yang saw her acting like a little girl and said with a smile, "Mother, I think Mr. Zhou is very handsome and the only son of the Zhou family, so he is a good choice. If you marry him, there will be no dirty things between the sisters-in-law, and your parents-in-law will also take care of you wholeheartedly."

There was deep disgust in Yang Jiyan's eyes, but she hid it very well by lowering her eyes.

Her mother had said these words in her previous life. In this life, she followed the trajectory of her previous life and, with the help of Aunt Baojun, she acted as a matchmaker and invited the Zhou family and their family to a banquet, allowing her to get acquainted with Zhou Yun.

When the results were announced in her previous life, she was immersed in Zhou Yun's love and affection. In March after the spring examination, the Zhou family invited a matchmaker to their home, and the wedding date was set for April when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. She married into the Zhou family with great joy, and from then on she lived a life of misery.

Such a thing will never happen again in this life. Whenever she gets along with Zhou Yun, she has to try her best to be patient. Looking at Zhou Yun's hypocritical face, Yang Jiyan just wants to scratch it to pieces.

Holding back the nausea and disgust in her heart, Yang Jiyan also said the same words as in her previous life, "He is a very nice person. He asked me out to play a few days ago. He was very considerate and thoughtful. He was afraid that I would get cold, so he specially prepared an extra cloak. He knew that I loved to eat Yunpian cakes, so he specially went to Yipinzhai in Dongcheng and waited for a long time before he bought Yunpian cakes."

Madam Yang smiled brightly upon hearing this, and said to Yang Yuanchen, "Sister Baojun's vision is indeed not bad."

Yang Yuanchen also smiled deeply, "Since Sister Yan also thinks it's a good idea, you can give the Zhou family a message, prepare the engagement letter, and ask them to choose a date to come and discuss the marriage."

Since coming to the capital, Madam Yang has been busy selecting a husband for Yang Jiyan. Now that she has finally got some ideas, her brows relaxed and she said yes with a smile.

Yang Jiyan also smiled slightly, but there was viciousness in her eyes. She would never follow the old path in her life. She wanted to marry the man who topped the list when the results were announced today. She wanted to be Madam Yu and watch Zhou Yun's head fall to the ground with her own eyes.

"Don't forget what I told you to do." Yang Jiyan whispered to Debbie behind him.

Debbie shrank back and nodded, "I will do what the young lady asked me to do."

More and more people came to the flower hall. Fortunately, the flower hall of Cheng Ying's house was large enough to accommodate so many people. Although there were many people, it was not noisy, probably because it was a banquet hosted by Cheng Ying, and no one dared to talk loudly in his house.

It was almost noon, and sunlight came in through the glazed windows. Xue Qingshang walked slowly into the room through the leaking light, with visible joy on her face. She saw Yu Jiao at a glance and walked quickly towards her.

Just then, a servant came to tell her that Cheng Ying had arrived. Xue Qingshang paused, turned around, found the Xue family's table, and sat down.

Yu Jiao also realized that she seemed to want to talk to her about something. The day before yesterday, Yu Jiao followed Xue Qingshang into the palace to check Xue Rong's pulse. Xue Qingshang should not be looking for her for Xue Rong. Yu Jiao suddenly thought, yes, today is the day when the results are announced. Xue Qingshang came so late, she must have gone to see the list.

Yu Jiao subconsciously touched the wooden hairpin in her sleeve. Xue Qingshang was so happy. He must have won the top spot as his father said.

In this way, he would become a Jinshi. No matter whether he was in the first class or not, as long as he was a Jinshi, he could become an official in the future.

Yu Jiao was not in a daze for long, because Cheng Ying entered the flower hall. He was still wearing a bright red python brocade flying fish robe with a black corset, which made him look broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, with long legs and a tall figure.

His skin was originally cold and pale, and the sunlight poured down on him, reducing the gloomy and desolate coldness around him a little, making his face look more beautiful. His wide sleeves were embroidered with dark scarlet patterns, and swayed gently in the air, looking eerie and gorgeous.

Everyone in the court knew that Cheng Ying was good-looking, but those in the hall did not dare to look at her for too long.

There was once an ignorant minor official who was amazed by Cheng Ying's handsome appearance. He stared at her obsessively for a few more seconds. Later, his eyes were gouged out and he was tortured in the secret prison of the East Factory. His spine was broken into pieces and he died miserably.

Ever since Cheng Ying came in, the hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and it was as depressing and quiet as stagnant water.

Cheng Ying sat at the top, her narrow, long, almond-shaped eyes fixed on Yu Jiao, with a smile in her eyes, and her bony fingers playing with a handful of bright yellow silk paper.

Not only Yu Jiao, but everyone in the hall recognized the bright yellow silk paper. It was the silk paper used to copy imperial edicts. Yu Jiao could recognize it because Xue Rong had given her an imperial edict with a blank seal not long ago.

"I called everyone here today because I have adopted a daughter." Cheng Ying glanced at everyone in the hall and said slowly, "I was born in a humble family and was sold into the palace as a slave when I was young. I have no family tree or blood relatives. I have adopted this daughter so that I can have someone to take care of me in the future. So I have specially asked the emperor for permission to be a witness. From now on, Yu Ning is my adopted daughter."