Jiang Muyu and Liang Qingchen went out together.

There was some distance between the palace and Marquis Xuanping's residence. When they arrived, the outside of the residence was already crowded with people and very lively.

The two men got off the carriage and separated. Liang Qingchen was surrounded by a group of colleagues and went in.

When Lady Xuanping Hou saw her, she did not show any embarrassment at all. She personally welcomed her into the mansion with a graceful and elegant demeanor.

Jiang Muyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the little grudge in his heart.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wei, on your marriage." She ordered Yunyan to present a gift and said with a smile, "It's just a small gift. I hope you will accept it."

"Your Highness Princess, what are you talking about? Your presence at my son's wedding banquet is already an honor to my humble home."

After a few more pleasantries, Ruan accepted the gift and escorted her to the table.

Ruan had many other people to entertain, so she went out again soon. After all, the person she was marrying was a princess, and the wedding banquet would inevitably include royal relatives and high-ranking officials, so she was naturally very busy.

As soon as Jiang Muyu sat down, someone came over and chatted with her. The tone was so intimate that it seemed as if they were real sisters. In fact, Jiang Muyu and her had only met a few times.

Her table was for distinguished guests, who were basically the wives of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, the lowest of whom were no less than the third rank.

A group of women gathered together and naturally loved to gossip. At first, they talked about today's protagonist Wei Jingkang and Princess Rong An, and then they naturally talked about Wei Jingkang's previous "scandal target" Jiang Muxue.

I only heard one of them say, "Have you heard? The Prime Minister's wife's nephew is also getting married."

"Didn't the Prime Minister's wife's nephew get married a long time ago?"

"He took a concubine before, which was not considered a marriage. This time he is going to marry a wife."

As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Muyu and suddenly stopped talking.

Jiang Muyu was listening to gossip with great interest when someone suddenly looked at her. She immediately reacted and waved her hands, saying, "You don't need to worry about me. I have nothing to do with the people in the Zhong Mansion."

They all knew that Jiang Muxue seduced her brother-in-law. After hearing what Jiang Muyu said, they concluded that the two were not close. They were afraid that they had a fight because of this, so they talked more enthusiastically.

"Do you know whose daughter Mr. Zhong is going to marry?"

"I haven't heard of it. Do you know the inside story?"

"Of course. I met Mrs. Zhong yesterday and asked her about it."

Seeing her mysterious expression, everyone knew there must be something behind it, and hurriedly urged: "Tell me quickly, which girl is he going to marry?"

Seeing that he had whetted everyone's appetite, the man slowly said, "Mr. Zhong is going to marry the daughter of Minister Feng."

When these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Someone asked hesitantly, "Are you talking about that old girl, Feng Yaoyao?"

"Exactly."

Jiang Muyu had been listening with her ears tilted up, and when she got a positive answer, she was visibly stunned.

She remembered that Feng Yaoyao had clearly married another man, a playboy who was always flirting with other women. Why was she suddenly marrying Zhong Lei for no apparent reason?

Many things were different from what she had seen in the original book. Could it be that her accident caused the butterfly effect, and the plot changed?

At this time, someone said, "Haven't you heard that Feng Yaoyao and Jiang Muxue have always been at odds? If these two share the same husband, wouldn't the Zhong Mansion have to stage a big drama every day?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... No, I'm afraid there will be no peace in the backyard for a day."

"My God, I really want to go to the Zhong Mansion and see it with my own eyes."

"Me too. I wonder if there will be anything fun to watch on Master Zhong's wedding day."

"No way, Jiang Muxue is from a marquisate after all, she wouldn't be stupid enough to mess up the wedding banquet, right?"

"Who knows?"

Everyone was talking at once, which was a perfect example of the people eating spectators and watching a show.

Soon, the wedding banquet officially began. Jiang Muyu went to watch the wedding ceremony and then sat back to eat.

The banquet lasted until dusk. Jiang Muyu had just walked out of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion and was about to get on the carriage when he was suddenly stopped by a hand.

She stopped, turned around, and saw Liu Cuifu kneeling down in front of her.

She frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Please, Princess, save my husband."

"Your husband? What happened to Master Wen?"

Liu Cuifu raised her head, her eyes slightly red, and said, "May I have a private talk with the queen?"

"Oh?" Jiang Muyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you think I will definitely help you?"

Liu Cuifu was stunned for a moment. She looked at the woman in front of her who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a graceful posture. Although she had a gentle smile on her face, her eyes were very cold.

"I..." She swallowed hard, "Because... we are close friends."

Jiang Muyu couldn't help laughing out loud, and after a moment, she said, "Liu Cuifu, let's not talk about the fake sisterhood between us, lest we become a laughing stock, right?"

Liu Cuifu was stunned for a moment, looking at her with confusion in her eyes, and called softly: "Zhao Zhao..."

"Call me Princess." Jiang Muyu said slowly with a cold expression, "Don't play the so-called emotional card with me. It's not that I don't care about the past, I'm just too lazy to mention it."

Only then did she realize that Jiang Muyu was different now and would no longer let others manipulate her like before.

She suddenly panicked. If Jiang Muyu didn't help her, she didn't know who else she could ask for help.

Want to get something for nothing? No way.

Jiang Muyu snorted coldly, turned around and was about to get on the carriage.

Liu Cuifu immediately grabbed her skirt, her tone full of pleading: "What do I want you to help me?"

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and smiled, then turned back and looked down at her, saying, "You were born in a duke's mansion, so you must have had a lot of dowry when you got married, right?"

Liu Cuifu was stunned for a moment before she said, "In the beginning, it was indeed a lot, but in the past few years, for the sake of my husband's career, I have been arranging officials everywhere, and there is not much left."

"I don't care about gold, silver, and jewelry. I just want to know how many shops and farms you have."

She pursed her lips and answered truthfully, "Some of them have been handed over to my wife. I only have the title deeds and land deeds of three shops and a farm."

"Okay, give me all the shops and deeds under your name, and I will help you."

Hearing this, Liu Cuifu felt as if someone had cut a piece of her flesh out, and it was bloody and painful. She was reluctant to part with her property, but when she thought of Wen Xiu's situation...

After struggling for a while, she saw Jiang Muyu was about to leave again, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Give it to you! I'll give it all to you, as long as you help me save my husband."

Jiang Muyu secretly smiled triumphantly, and said calmly: "There are too many people here, let's talk in the carriage."

"yes."

Jiang Muyu walked into the carriage, and Liu Cuifu followed closely behind him and lifted the curtain to enter.

The carriage gradually drove away from the territory of Xuanping Marquis Mansion.

Jiang Muyu poured herself a cup of tea, then slowly spoke: "Tell me, what happened to your husband?"