Ren Qianqian understood her mother's meaning and shook her head with tears in her eyes:

"Mother, don't worry, your daughter has not been wronged!"

"Back then, the prefect's wife had me sold to the mountain people deep in the mountains. I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime!"

When Ren's mother heard that the prefect's wife had actually come up with such a vicious method to humiliate her daughter, she was filled with hatred.

She wished the prefect's wife were standing in front of her right now so she could tear her apart and avenge herself.

"Luckily, our Qianqian is blessed with good fortune and has met kind people! Our whole family has met kind people!"

Ren's mother sighed and told Ren Qianqian in detail everything that had happened since she learned that her daughter had been sold and her husband had died.

She only said a few words when there were many people around, but now she is telling her daughter these details so that her daughter can remember them.

The Ren family owes the Tang family a debt of gratitude, owes Hua Nanxing a debt of gratitude, and even owes Cheng Wang a debt of gratitude; they must repay it all!

Ren Qianqian nodded earnestly, "Mother, don't worry, I will remember their kindness."

Speaking of this, Ren Qianqian thought of something that was also related to Prince Cheng.

Looking at her mother, she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

She couldn't say this without the young lady's permission. She would ask for her permission first when she saw the young lady later.

Thinking of this, she stopped talking and began to talk to her mother about other things, especially her brother.

While the mother and daughter were still exchanging sweet nothings, a group of people arrived at the gate of the General's Mansion.

This group of people looked menacing and not someone to be trifled with, and pedestrians on the roadside were frightened and avoided them when they saw them from afar.

They were afraid of offending these people.

The leader, a man with a fierce expression, ordered his henchmen, "Go knock on the door!"

The lackey looked at the leader with a fawning expression, "Brother, we're so few in number, won't we get taken advantage of if we just go in like this?"

"What are we afraid of! We'll go in openly and honestly, and I'll see what they can do to us!"

You barged in openly, how could people treat you like a guest?

The lackey muttered to himself.

On the surface, they dared not resist, and could only grit their teeth and knock on the door of the general's mansion.

When the door opened, the lackey forced a stiff smile.

"We are servants of the Duke of Yang's mansion, and we have come today..."

Before he could even say a few words, the door in front of him was slammed shut, almost causing his nose to bleed.

The leader behind them, seeing the door slammed shut without any politeness, blamed his lackey for being incompetent.

His expression immediately turned sour:

"What's going on! Who told you to be so polite? He's just a lowly third-rank Anbei General, how can he compare to our Duke?"

They represent the Duke's Mansion, and they even announced their names, yet the General's Mansion still dared to turn them away. This shows how arrogant they are!

No wonder they dared to harm their young lady; did they really think they were local bullies?

The leader had a fierce look on his face and ordered the other lackeys to go up and knock on the door.

He wanted to see if the people in the general's mansion wanted to cower and dare not open the door.

This lackey was very obedient and went up to knock on the door without saying a word.

He had just slammed the door open when it was flung open. The lackey lost his footing and stumbled inside, falling flat on his face.

He paused for a moment before slowly raising his head, only to see a smiling middle-aged man standing above him.

"Is this young man alright? Even if he admires our General's Mansion very much, there's no need for such a grand gesture!"

Butler Wu deliberately distorted the facts, and said with a smile.

The lackey felt his face flush red with shame and indignation!

He suddenly felt something wet and sticky under his nose, and quickly reached out to wipe it, only to find his hand covered in blood!