After saying this, Chu Weiyue pretended to be shy and regretful, and was about to get up and leave.

Chu Ranxin's smile came to an abrupt end. He immediately blocked Chu Weiyue's way, shaking with anger.

She had finally waited for them to break off the engagement, so how could she let Chu Weiyue continue to be involved with the prince? She was the most suitable person to be the crown princess!

The Marquis also snorted in dissatisfaction: "The Emperor was so angry yesterday. You are just looking for trouble if you go now. Let's talk about it in a few days."

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

A sharp voice attracted everyone's attention, and everyone went to the yard to welcome the imperial edict.

This is the imperial edict written by the emperor last night, officially announcing the cancellation of the engagement between Wen Chenxuan and Chu Weiyue.

After reading the contents of the imperial edict, Chu Ranxin almost cried for joy. That was great! The engagement was finally officially cancelled!

Chu Weiyue looked at her with disdain: "Sister, it is a great misfortune for me to break off the engagement with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Why do you look so excited and happy?"

These words instantly made Chu Ranxin feel embarrassed. He couldn't just tell Chu Weiyue what he was thinking.

After a pause, he hypocritically explained: "Sister, I am happy for you. Although this marriage is arranged by parents, the key is to find a husband who loves you. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a good reputation and is a playboy. How can he be suitable for you, so I am happy for you..."

With a cold snort, Chu Weiyue didn't want to pay any attention to her at all.

This time, Eunuch Zhang came not only to read the imperial edict, but also to bring money for repairing the tomb, a total of 10,000 taels of silver.

After the people in the palace left, Chu Weiyue walked up to Chu Lingfeng and said, "Brother, you have to give me some of this money. I also plan to build a ancestral hall for my mother in the backyard and worship her day and night, so that her status in the family will always stand firm!"

The sarcasm towards the Song family in his tone was too obvious.

Chu Lingfeng naturally couldn't refuse. This was also a good thing for their mother, so he immediately gave one of the boxes of silver to Chu Weiyue.

After expressing his gratitude, Chu Weiyue had the silver carried directly to the money shop and exchanged it for silver notes of smaller denominations for easier carrying.

I found a craftsman and negotiated a price, and only spent one-third of the total money.

While no one was paying attention, she went to a small, dilapidated temple. This was a beggar's den, and she had just heard someone on the street talk about it.

Throughout history, beggars have never lacked business. They seem to live at the lowest end of society, but in fact they are the most well-informed.

Seeing a well-dressed rich girl, these beggars immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed with smiles on their faces, acting pitiful in various ways.

Chu Weiyue took out a handful of silver coins, but was in no hurry to throw them down.

These beggars often hang out in the capital, and they know which noble families are there. They dare not compete for Chu Weiyue's identity.

"I came to you today to ask you to do something for me. If you do well, you will get benefits in the future!"

Seeing that they had no objection, he gave the money to their boss.

"Since you have taken my money, you must work for me wholeheartedly. I want you to go beg near the palace where Wen Jingchi lives, monitor his movements day and night, and report any disturbances in a timely manner!"

The beggar leader agreed without hesitation: "No problem, Miss, we will listen to you all. Tomorrow we will switch with Zhao Laosan's people and go beg over there."

After discussing the meeting place with them, Chu Weiyue went back feeling relieved and satisfied.

At dusk, Wen Jingchi just arrived at the gate of the palace and saw several unfamiliar beggars here. He frowned slightly.

"Go check where those beggars went."

Wen Jingchi knew very well that although these beggars seemed to be roaming the streets like guerrillas, they were actually divided into different areas, which was the only way they could live in peace.

Having lived here for many years, he had already memorized what the beggars at the door of his house looked like. Now that everything had suddenly changed, there was naturally something different.

An hour later, the men confessed everything they had found out.

Wen Jingchi sat in the study, his eyes full of confusion, but he did not take any action. He was not sure what Chu Weiyue meant.

At night, Song was wearing a very thin and seductive shirt, revealing her snow-white skin and plump figure.

Hearing the door open, she ran over to greet him gracefully: "My dear, you are here. I missed you so much!"

Her voice is delicate and although she is middle-aged, she has a unique charm.

The Marquis was exhausted after a whole day, and when he suddenly heard such a gentle voice, a smile immediately appeared at the corner of his lips.

Song pulled him to sit down, served him tea and water, massaged his shoulders and back, and she wanted to stick to the marquis.

After some tenderness, Song hid in the arms of the Marquis with a flushed face: "My husband, I think there is still a lot of money left for repairing the tomb. Why don't you ask the eldest brother for half of it. You are fighting in the court alone, and your salary is not much. Look, our house is also quite shabby..."

Song knew very well what the Marquis would like, and after some lobbying, the Marquis finally agreed.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of breakfast, he took the initiative to bring it up to Chu Lingfeng.

Chu Lingfeng had a grim expression on his face, and he neither agreed nor refused.

But Chu Weiyue next to him snorted angrily, and gossip automatically emerged in his mind.

[It must be that old woman's pillow talk again. When I was a child, the mother and daughter bullied me a lot and even pushed me into the water bucket. Now they have the nerve to ask for my mother's mother! This old man, my father, is so confused. I'm sorry for my mother. He even wants to use my mother's money to make other women happy. This conscienceless, playboy! ]

The expressions of the others suddenly changed.

The Marquis clenched his fists, a trace of guilt flashed across his brows. He actually never knew that such a thing happened to Chu Weiyue when she was a child!

But Chu Weiyue's subsequent words made him even more embarrassed.

Chu Lingfeng's chest heaved with anger, and he threw the chopsticks in front of Song.

"Father, this money is for repairing my mother's grave. Any surplus will be used for subsequent grave repairs. You never made my mother happy for a single day when she was alive. Now that she's dead, you're still thinking of taking advantage of her?"

After saying that, Chu Weiyue snorted coldly and walked away in dissatisfaction.

Perhaps because he felt guilty, the Marquis lowered his head and said nothing. After the people walked away, he angrily smashed the plate and poked Song's forehead hard.

"It's all your bad idea that made me embarrassed in front of the children!"

"Husband, I..."

"Okay, stop talking about these lousy ideas of yours. I can't afford to lose face with you! From now on, be careful with your words and actions, or I'll divorce you!"

After smashing another cup, the Marquis left angrily.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and looked at Chu Ranxin with a look of disappointment.

"With a mother like this, no wonder she can't raise a proper lady. It's a disgrace!"