The old lady of the Ji family, who was obsessed with money, learned immediately that the treasure trove had been looted. She couldn't catch her breath and fainted.

Ji Chenyuan rushed over, only to find the treasure vault empty. He was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Haiping was trapped in a nightmare, sometimes sane and sometimes insane.

Ji Rufeng curled up and locked himself in his room, saying viciously, "Ji Jiuying, I will definitely send you to hell!"

Suddenly, a plume of black smoke billowed out.

"Do you hate Ji Jiuying?" A sinister voice came, sounding just like a vengeful ghost coming from the depths of hell to claim a life.

Ji Rufeng was startled for a moment, and when she saw the dark figure, she still felt a chill run down her spine. "Who are you?"

"Hahaha~ You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that I can help you cultivate again and obtain supreme spiritual power to kill the person you hate," the shadowy figure said again. "How about it?"

"Why should I believe you?" Ji Rufeng asked cautiously, though he was very tempted.

"You can choose not to believe, but I can guarantee that you will always be a piece of trash that everyone can bully, suffering endless abuse until you are abandoned."

"No, my father will never abandon me," Ji Rufeng said firmly.

"Hahaha, can't you see the situation clearly? Your mother has gone mad, your sister has gone mad, you are crippled, and your father is still in his prime. It's only a matter of time before he takes a concubine and has children."

Upon hearing this, Ji Rufeng felt a momentary panic, then cautiously asked the black mist, "Why are you helping me?"

"Because you hate Ji Jiuying, and I want to get something from her."

A pair of sinister eyes flashed with a triumphant look in the black mist.

Ji Jiuying, you and that person dared to ruin my body, then I will make you pay the price.

He originally wanted to wait for his subordinates to arrive, but they hadn't come to Cangyue yet after so long. He had no choice but to find a body first, since it was very inconvenient for him to do things in his current form, while Ji Rufeng's body was quite good.

"Things? Could it be...?" Ji Rufeng lowered his eyes, his hatred surging wildly.

Why is that good-for-nothing so full of himself now, while he himself can never cultivate again?

Half a quarter of an hour.

"Okay, I promise you. Now, what do you need me to do?"

"All you need to do now is relax and not resist, leave the rest to me..."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Ji Jiuying did nothing but cultivate.

Ji Jiuying and Qingling left the mansion early in the morning.

At the Ji residence, Zhou Haiping seemed to have returned to normal, watching Ji Fengyan being dressed up by a group of maids.

"Mother, I want to go find the Third Prince!" Ji Fengyan started acting crazy again, haphazardly pulling at the hairpins in her hair.

This is the fourth time the maids have helped her dress up!

Zhou Haiping had no choice but to step forward and comfort her, "Yan'er, the Third Prince will be coming to take you home soon. You need to dress up nicely now before the Third Prince comes."

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyan burst into tears of joy, realizing that the Third Prince had not forgotten her.

Only then did they obediently listen to the maids as they dressed and groomed themselves.

"Madam, the wedding bridge for picking up the bride has arrived," a maidservant announced from the doorway.

In the front yard, Zhou Haiping led Ji Fengyan, who was dressed up, out. There was only a pile of betrothal gifts in the yard, but Jun Linyu himself was nowhere to be seen.

"General, where is the Third Prince?" Zhou Haiping asked in confusion.

Ji Chenyuan's face was grim. "Let's go!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyan immediately tore off her veil and said emotionally, "Gone? How could they have left? Why didn't the Third Prince wait for Yan'er?"

"Getting pregnant out of wedlock and then turning into a madwoman, how do you expect others to treat you?" Ji Chenyuan roared.

“General, Yan’er is your daughter, how can you say such a thing about her?” Zhou Haiping said excitedly.

Ji Chenyuan glanced at the two of them, snorted coldly, and then turned and left.

Ji Fengyan panicked, "No, no, the Third Prince won't abandon me. He said he would come and marry me."

"Yan'er, don't overthink it. The Third Prince might just have something urgent to attend to. Look, so many betrothal gifts have been sent. How could he not want you?" Zhou Haiping comforted her.

"Yes, yes, the Third Prince won't abandon me." Ji Fengyan quickly picked up the veil from the ground and put it on.

In contrast to the General's Mansion, the Grand Tutor's Mansion was bustling with activity.

Jun Linyu, dressed in a bright red groom's suit, was radiant with youthful vigor. His handsome face, with its refined elegance, was glowing. A gentle smile played on his lips as he rode a white-maned steed followed by a large group of musicians, slowly arriving at the gate of the Grand Tutor's residence.

"The Third Prince has arrived!"

Jun Linyu leaped off his horse, and the Grand Tutor's family immediately knelt down to greet him, "Welcome, Your Highness the Third Prince."

"Please rise, everyone!" Jun Linyu said with a smile.

"Thank you, Third Prince!"

At this moment, the young girl, her head draped in a red veil, moved gracefully, led by the matchmaker, across the fire pit, and step by step came to the doorway. Her red skirt swayed gently, and the gold patterns embroidered on the sleeves were extremely exquisite.

Jun Linyu stepped forward and took the bride's hand.

"Bingyan, I'm here to marry you!" Jun Linyu said affectionately.

"Third cousin~" Liang Bingyan said shyly to Jun Linyu through the red veil.

In the crowd, Jun Linfeng watched helplessly as his elder brother married the woman he loved, a hint of jealousy flashing in his eyes that he himself was unaware of.

——

Ji Fengyan waited anxiously in her room, when finally she heard the sound of gongs and drums at the door.

Zhou Haiping also breathed a sigh of relief.

Supported by the matchmaker, they hurried to the door, only to find the wedding procession but no sign of the groom, Jun Linyu.

"Where is the Third Prince? Why didn't he come?" Ji Fengyan asked.

"Reporting to Consort Ji, the Third Prince is currently welcoming Consort Liang at the Grand Tutor's residence, and has specifically instructed his subordinates to come and greet Consort Ji," the head guard said calmly.

Consort Ji? Consort Liang? A thunderous roar exploded in Ji Fengyan's mind. "How could this be? I should be the Third Prince's wife, how could I be a concubine?"

"What? The Third Prince is going to the Grand Tutor's residence to fetch a bride? Why? Why is he going to marry Liang Bingyan?"

"No way, you're lying to me, you're all liars."

Ji Fengyan's mind was in complete chaos. She ripped off the veil and started rambling incoherently on the spot.

Those watching from the General's Mansion exclaimed, "My God, Ji Fengyan has really gone mad!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, you're asking for trouble!"

"·····"

"Hurry up and help her into the car. Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?" Ji Chenyuan appeared at the door.

As for why the old lady didn't appear, it's because she was traumatized by the treasure trove incident and developed severe dementia.

A group of people quickly held Ji Fengyan down and shoved her onto the horse. "Yan'er, calm down, okay?"

Ji Fengyan was no longer listening to her.

Zhou Haiping had no choice but to instruct Xiao Tao to take good care of Ji Fengyan, "Xiao Tao, I'm entrusting Yan'er to you."