Just as Jiang Xuelin was about to rush into the front yard, Lady Jing'an Hou immediately stopped her, fearing that she would hit her without saying a word if she went over at this time, so her expression was also somewhat stern.

After warning the servants to remain seated and not move, Lady Jing'an asked Granny Fang what had happened.

Given Princess Ping's temperament, she must have given a warning. For someone who is already engaged and about to get married to get into a conflict with someone outside is definitely not a good thing.

"Did the Marquis say what happened? How badly are the people injured?" After thinking for a while, still feeling uneasy, Lady Jing'an Marquis decided to go to the front yard to see what had happened.

“Madam need not worry. Those纨绔 (sons of wealthy families) who clashed with the young master did not dare to lay a hand on him. They only brushed against him. It is nothing serious. The Marquis knew that you would be worried, so he had the steward remind this old servant.”

Seeing that Lady Jing'an was getting anxious and upset, Granny Fang immediately comforted her.

"As for the specifics, the Marquis did not say, only that it was not the Heir Apparent's fault this time."

Jiang Xuelin shifted in her chair, finding the ledger in front of her extremely offensive—she didn't want to look at it. She wanted to go to the front to see Fu Hanlai's injured state and then laugh at him.

Even if Fu Hanlai's injury wasn't from being hit, but rather from accidentally brushing against something, isn't that even more laughable than being hit? He got into a fight, the other person didn't fight back, and yet he still got injured!

She also wanted to know how Fu Hanlai dared to take action against the Princess Consort of Ping at this time, despite her warning.

Seeing this, Lady Jing'an did not continue forward. She suppressed her doubts and worried that Jiang Xuelin would be left unattended after she left, so she followed her.

It's not that engaged and soon-to-be-married unmarried men and women shouldn't meet; on the contrary, occasional meetings after engagement won't cause gossip. But she was afraid that if Jiang Xuelin went over, it would cause a conflict with Fu Han.

Don't say it's impossible, it's very possible!

Jiang Xuelin was immediately disappointed.

Meanwhile, in the front courtyard, Marquis Jing'an was having an old woman apply medicine to Fu Han while he sat to the side, slowly drinking tea, neither anxious nor urging, just waiting.

Fu Hanlai also felt a little embarrassed.

Both he and Jiang Xuelin were very dissatisfied with the marriage and had not given up trying to resolve it. Even so, he was still engaged to Jiang Xuelin.

Knowing that Jiang Xuelin had been suffering terribly these past few days, Fu Hanlai had been gloating for quite some time, which was why he hadn't racked his brains to come up with a solution yet.

It wasn't that he was satisfied with the marriage; he was just there to see Jiang Xuelin make a fool of herself.

He's suffered so many losses over the years, and now that someone has finally managed to make Jiang Xuelin suffer, how could he possibly let it go?

Jiang Xuelin was confined to the backyard, while he could go out for a stroll all day long. He didn't have to worry about any of the wedding arrangements, and there was no need for betrothal gifts, as everything was arranged by Princess Ping. He was the most leisurely, only taking measurements to prepare his wedding attire, and occasionally delivering some things to the Jing'an Marquis's residence at Princess Ping's instruction.

Oh, he's come a few times. Each time he comes, he's in a better mood for two or three days. Recently, he's taken to sending things to the Marquis of Jing'an's residence, and he even specifically asks for them to be sent to his nominal fiancée.

—See that? I'm out for a stroll again! Envious? Jealous? Want to come out and hit me? Too bad you can't!

But today's situation is special.

Thinking of those bastards, Fu Hanlai's face turned very sour even in front of Marquis Jing'an.

After the medicine was applied, Marquis Jing'an asked what had happened.

In the past, this had nothing to do with him, but now it's different. Now that Fu Hanlai is his prospective son-in-law, he has the right to discipline and question him.

However, when Marquis Jing'an asked Fu Hanlai about the reason for the conflict with others, Fu Hanlai stammered and could not give a clear answer.

Today, he was simply going to the largest restaurant in the capital to listen to a storyteller, as usual. The storyteller was telling his favorite tales of chivalry and revenge. He was listening intently when he heard conversations and laughter coming from the private room next door.

"The eldest daughter of the Jiang family of the Marquis of Jing'an is really not a model of womanhood. She shows her face in public all day long without any restraint. She doesn't even know to avoid seeing men. Such a woman is definitely not a docile person."

"Fortunately, the marriage has already been arranged. Otherwise, given the domineering nature of the Jing'an Marquis's mansion, if someone were to be chosen, wouldn't they be forcibly taken to their doorstep?"

“Brother Li is right. That eldest daughter of the Jiang family is a tigress. Whoever marries her is doomed. If I were the one discussing marriage with her, I would rather find a gentle and considerate woman in a brothel than go to her.”

Upon hearing this, Fu Hanlai's attention shifted entirely from the storytelling to the private room next door, and his anger flared up. Meanwhile, the conversation next door continued unabated.

"Speaking of which, we have to thank the Prince of Ping. If it weren't for him, you and I might have been the ones to become the sons-in-law of the Marquis of Jing'an. Marrying a woman like that would only bring shame to our ancestors. We might as well become monks instead."

"That would have to be something she would actually like. She's the only daughter of the Marquis of Jing'an's family, with an enormous dowry. Her father and brothers are all highly regarded by the Emperor and dote on her. Why would she even look at someone like you?"

After being criticized, the man seemed somewhat embarrassed and angry, and suddenly started spouting nonsense, "What did I do wrong? Even someone like me would marry a respectable girl, not a woman who spends her days mingling with men and even goes into the water to have intimate relations with them. If I were her, I would just kill myself to avoid bringing shame to my family. Otherwise, how could the Prince of Ping possibly be interested in her? Maybe she knows she can't get married and deliberately went into the water when the Prince of Ping fell in, trying to get involved with the Prince of Ping's family..."

It was just a few spoiled brats chatting idly, and since they were in a private room, they naturally dared to say anything.

Ping An, who came out with Fu Han today, felt a chill run through her body. She kept her head down and didn't dare to speak, wishing she were deaf and didn't have ears at all.

Others may not know the truth, but they might assume that the Jiang family's daughter and their own young master are mortal enemies, and that their young master must despise her. However, the actual situation is somewhat different.

While the people in the next private room were still talking, Fu Hanlai, with a gloomy face, opened the door of the private room and walked out, then kicked open the door of the next room.

The few spoiled brats inside were startled when they saw Fu Hanlai, whose face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"Young Master, are you also coming to dine? Would you like to join us?"

At this time, those who came out to listen to the story and have a meal were all playboys from various families. They had been in contact with Fu Hanlai on a regular basis and were quite familiar with him. When they saw him, they immediately extended an invitation.

Fu Hanlai unfolded the folding fan he used to show off and put on a smile. "What are you guys talking about?"

Some people had already realized something was wrong, but some of their companions were foolish enough to think that Fu Hanlai and Jiang Xuelin were like oil and water, so they naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to curry favor with Fu Hanlai.

"We were discussing your marriage to Miss Jiang, Your Highness. We've really wronged you this time, as everyone knows Miss Jiang is quite ill-mannered..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Hanlai grabbed a plate of pastries from the table and slammed it down on the纨绔's head, his voice icy cold, "My fiancée, the Jiang family girl of the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion, is someone you dare to slander?"