As soon as Gu Dingli's figure disappeared, Gu Qinlian's sobbing began to rang out. Clearly, she had been awake for some time, but dared not make a sound in the inner room.

Madam Song hurriedly entered the inner room to check on Gu Qinlian's condition.

Gu Qinlian, wrapped in a quilt, lay on the bed and wept bitterly.

Mrs. Song quickly comforted him, "My darling, today is your wedding day, how can you cry?"

Gu Qinlian raised her tearful eyes and roared, "Now that things have come to this, what's the point of talking about a big celebration! You've really ruined me!"

On what should have been a joyous occasion, such an embarrassing incident occurred, which is heartbreaking to even think about. Not to mention, given Ji Yinli's temperament, no one knows how he will view this farce, which is truly worrying.

Filled with remorse, she angrily complained to Madam Song, "How could you have chosen such a stupid and ignorant person to undertake such a task? He even got the courtyard wrong!"

Just thinking about Song Buren's despicable face when he pounced on her made her feel so disgusted she almost vomited.

Still shaken from the earlier fright, Song was now being berated by her daughter, and felt deeply aggrieved: "You're blaming me now? I told you long ago that today wasn't the right time to take action, but you insisted on not listening. In such a rush, where am I supposed to find a suitable person?"

"Besides, the problem has been solved now, and you haven't suffered any real harm. What's there to cry about? Quickly have someone redo your makeup; the Ji family's bridal sedan chair will be here soon."

At this moment, she was exhausted and only hoped to marry Gu Qinlian off as soon as possible.

Given her understanding of Gu Dingli, she knew that more trouble awaited her tonight, and she had to come up with a solution as soon as possible to protect herself. Therefore, she couldn't really care much about Gu Qinlian.

Seeing her mother's coldness, Gu Qinlian felt a surge of resentment: "Mother, the reason I've suffered this injustice is all because of you!"

Madam Song's face turned ashen as she angrily rebuked, "Do you have any conscience at all! If you hadn't insisted on dealing with Gu Qinlan, how could I have fallen into such a predicament! You only know your own grievances, but have you ever thought about how I am supposed to face your father after you get married! How could I have given birth to such an ungrateful daughter!"

"I think you don't need to fight Gu Qinlan anymore. You're no match for her. I think you've wasted your life!"

Gu Qinlan listened to the mother and daughter's heated argument from outside the house, a satisfied smile appearing on her lips. She said softly to Fuyu, whose head was wrapped in bandages, "Now you should understand why I expressed my belief in the Song family in front of everyone, right?"

Fuyu's face was pale, but her eyes gleamed with an unusual light: "I understand, Miss. You are so clever. Not only did you get Song Buren to reveal the truth, but you also showed your trust in her at the crucial moment. You not only let Master know the truth, but you also upheld the dignity of the Gu family. In this way, Master will definitely feel guilty towards you, and he will surely hate them, mother and daughter!"

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly: "You're only half right."

Fu Yu exclaimed in surprise, "This is only half right?"

Gu Qinlan continued, "My goal is to have her marry into the Ji family, therefore, I must protect her."

Fuyu was puzzled again. Why did she have to let Gu Qinlian marry into the Ji family? Wouldn't it be even more tragic if she couldn't get married?

Gu Qinlan turned around with a smile, her demeanor graceful and elegant.

So what if she can't get married? The worst that could happen is that she'll be sent to a temple and become a lonely nun. How heavy a blow could that be?

However, after today's turmoil, coupled with the past hatred of killing her son, Gu Qinlian's hand is now extremely unfavorable. With such a terrible hand, stepping into the Ji family's gates, how bitter will Gu Qinlian's future be?

She knew Ji Yinli's temperament well; he was naturally suspicious and insecure. If he learned that Gu Qinlian's ordeal had been spread, it would become a permanent pain in Ji Yinli's heart.

She couldn't help but sneer, wondering how much joy Gu Qinlian's hard-won husband would bring to her life.

Gu Qinlan did not linger in Gu Qinlian's courtyard. She took Fuyu back to her residence and immediately sent Hongye to fetch a doctor.

Fuyu was indeed seriously injured. In order to carry out her conspiracy, Madam Song had dealt Fuyu a ruthless blow. Fortunately, Fuyu was quick-witted and dodged in time; otherwise, she would probably not have survived today.

The doctor rushed over, washed his hands, and carefully removed the gauze from Fuyu's head. Upon seeing the wound, he frowned and sighed, "With such a wide wound, scarring is inevitable."

Upon hearing this, Fuyu burst into tears as if springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Gu Qinlan pleaded with the doctor, "Please use your miraculous healing skills to make this scar disappear without a trace."

The doctor pondered for a moment and said, "There is indeed a miraculous medicine that can remove scars, but this medicine can only be found in the Northern Frontier. Now that the Northern Frontier is engulfed in war, the transportation of medicine has long been interrupted. Unless someone can bring back that medicine from the Northern Frontier, the scars cannot be avoided."

Fuyu's tears fell like pearls down her cheeks. What woman doesn't care about her appearance? Fuyu was naturally beautiful and charming, yet she had such a striking scar on her forehead that even her hair couldn't completely conceal the flaw.

Gu Qinlan comforted her, "Don't cry anymore. Isn't your son-in-law in the northern frontier? I'll write him a letter and ask him to find a way to send the medicine back. It will definitely make your scar disappear without a trace."

Fuyu was taken aback, only then remembering who the son-in-law Gu Qinlan was talking about was.

Her son-in-law!

She couldn't help but feel a little like she was in another world, because since the young master and the young lady got married, only half an hour had passed, and she could hardly remember what the young master looked like.

She hurriedly said, "Miss, your husband is serving the country in the northern frontier. How could you bother him with such a trivial matter? I'm fine, it's just a scar. I'll comb my hair down to cover it up, and no one will be able to see it."

Gu Qinlan smiled and replied, "Since you've already defined it as a trivial matter, why bother him to handle it personally? Don't worry, it won't interfere with his important duties."

She simply couldn't bear to see her beloved maidservant disfigured.

Fuyu felt the girl's deep affection for her, and her heart was as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

These women were incredibly fortunate to have such a kind and talented young lady. Not only was she exceptionally intelligent and capable, but she also cared deeply for them, her servants, never easily becoming angry or punishing them. Even when they made mistakes, she would give them a chance to reform.

This is completely different from the maids around the second young lady. They suffer the second young lady's beatings and scoldings day after day, take the blame for her mistakes, and are beaten until their skin is torn and bruised, or even expelled from the mansion if they are not careful.

If it weren't for the fact that today happens to be the Second Miss's wedding day, a day when bloodshed is considered inauspicious, the maid and Ziyan would probably already be dead.