Zhou Shiyuan forgot that this was an examination hall, and how could the guards allow him to cause trouble here?

He had just kicked the servant to the ground when he was dragged aside in the next second.

"Let me go, let me go."

Do you know who I am?

"Let me in, I am the future top scholar."

Zhou Shiyuan's words were met with ridicule from the crowd.

Several officials in charge of checking cheat sheets said disdainfully:

"This man was the former heir of the Marquis of Yongning, but he looks like he's gone mad now."

"What a pity for Miss Yuan."

"Fine, for the sake of the General, we'll spare him today and drag him out."

The official waved his hand, and naturally, guards stepped forward to drag Zhou Shiyuan away.

Normally, Zhou Shiyuan would have known when to stop while he was ahead, but at this moment, he had completely lost his mind.

Even as he was being dragged along, he didn't stop shouting. In the end, the two soldiers dragging him couldn't take it anymore and dragged him aside, giving him a severe beating.

Zhou Shiyuan came from a prominent family and was the eldest son of the Yongning Marquis's family. He was always pampered and cherished.

Even when the Marquis's mansion fell into decline, he did not suffer much hardship.

Now that he had been brutally beaten by two ordinary soldiers, how could he swallow this insult? He immediately retaliated.

His actions naturally earned him an even more severe beating, until he was barely breathing before the two soldiers released him.

The two of them spat fiercely at him:

"Bah! What a piece of trash! Does he think he's the heir of the Marquis of Yongning?"

After the crowd dispersed, the servant he had kicked earlier walked up to him.

At this moment, Zhou Shiyuan could no longer get up, but when he saw the servant who had harmed him, his eyes were filled with resentment and venom. He tried to get up from the ground, but after trying for a long time, he could not get up no matter what.

Seeing him struggling on the ground, the servant's face showed a hint of pleasure.

"Young Master, you've finally met your match?"

He had been by Zhou Shiyuan's side since he was a child, and he thought he had served Zhou Shiyuan with all his heart. However, he never expected to be beaten by an unknown person last time.

What chilled him to the bone was that Zhou Shiyuan actually pinned all the blame on him.

Although he had suspected it before, seeing the servant's condition, Zhou Shiyuan realized that he had truly been harmed by his own trusted confidant.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't get cocky."

“When I get back, I will have you beaten to death.”

Upon hearing this, the servant's face showed a hint of pity:

"Young Master, do you think you can go back?"

A look of disbelief flashed in Zhou Shiyuan's eyes; he couldn't believe the servant would dare to lay a hand on him.

You must know that their whole family were servants of the Marquis's household, so he wouldn't dare to lay a hand on them.

As if knowing what he was thinking, the servant lowered his voice and said:

“The young mistress has already given us our family’s indenture.”

Zhou Shiyuan's pupils dilated sharply upon hearing this.

Yuan Zhao!

It's her again!

That bitch!

Seeing his angry expression, the servant wanted to add fuel to the fire:

"The young mistress merely returned the indenture to our family. As for today's events, do you know whose intention it was?"

After saying that, before Zhou Shiyuan could speak, he answered the other party's question himself:

"It's the young master and Aunt Bai."

Zhou Shiyuan was stunned upon hearing this.

Is it Yu Jie and Bai Mianmian?

How is that possible?

He was about to say something when he heard the servant looking at him with pity:

"Young Master, if I were you, I would have no face to live in this world."

"None of your closest relatives wished you dead, but the only one who cared about you, the Marquis's wife, has already died in your place."

"This time, it's your turn."