"Where is it?" Upon hearing this, Cen Ying immediately summoned her maid and stared at the painting closely.
"He really does look like the third brother." After looking closely, she nodded in agreement, but quickly frowned again: "But the third brother has been sent away from the capital. Even the Marquis doesn't know his whereabouts and can't ask about it. I don't know where he is now either. Does this Miss Xing know?"
Xing Xiaoya subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but before she could do anything, her arm was pressed down.
“Madam Hou’s question is good. This young master is currently in the Princess’s residence. I can invite him in immediately. Please ask the ladies and young women who are unable to come in to avoid any inconvenience, so as not to offend you,” Princess Zhaoyang said calmly.
Xing Xiaoya was slightly surprised, her face showing disbelief. She clearly hadn't expected to find Brother Dazhuang.
Then her face lit up with joy, delighted at the man's arrival. Sure enough, Brother Dazhuang was worried about her and had finally found her.
"There's nothing to offend. The princess is of noble birth, and if she can see this young master, then naturally we can too."
"That's right. It's amnesia and it involves Master Jiang. I'm very curious. If I can't see it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I'll regret it."
The ladies in the hall began to speak. They would not want to see ordinary country folk, lest they offend them. However, the identity of this young master had piqued everyone's interest. Moreover, Princess Zhaoyang had spoken so firmly that they did not want to miss this good show.
“Alright, since everyone says so, I’ll have someone invite him out. Ladies, please rest assured, he looks like a very polite person,” Princess Zhaoyang assured them.
Hearing her speak with such conviction, the women of the Jiang family couldn't help but exchange glances, their eyes revealing a hint of unease.
No way, the third brother actually came?
Although they knew things wouldn't end well today since they came to the banquet, revealing Jiang Chengli's identity in front of so many people would have a huge impact, and it would be difficult to cover it up.
"Mother, what should we do?" Li Chunlan, who was the most impatient, couldn't help but tug at Cen Ying's sleeve and ask in a low voice.
Cen Ying gave her a look, signaling her to calm down.
[Hmph, Jiang Chengli, that loyal second male lead, has been acting very strangely lately. Instead of staying by Xiaoya's side to protect her, he's been disappearing all the time. It's thanks to Princess Zhaoyang that Xiaoya was brought to the Princess's residence. After a few days apart, Jiang Chengli must have gotten anxious, coming looking for her like a baby, hahaha…]
Xu Wanying didn't even ask, but the system spoke up on its own initiative, its tone quite smug.
Jiang Chengli walked out, dressed in a dark blue brocade robe and wearing a jade crown. Standing in the hall, he looked every bit the noble young master, exuding an aura of authority.
"Greetings, ladies." He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, his whole being resembling a stalk of green bamboo.
"This really is Third Master Jiang."
“I’ve seen Jiang Laosan, he looks exactly the same.”
The hall was silent for a moment, then suddenly became bustling with activity, like a drop of water falling into hot oil, creating ripples.
"He seems to have really lost his memory. The Jiang family is right here, but he doesn't react at all."
Everyone scrutinized him closely, and after recognizing who he was, their gazes shifted between him and the women of the Jiang family, observing their reactions.
When the women of the Jiang family saw the man appear, their faces showed complicated expressions to varying degrees. Jiang Chengli, however, remained unchanged, calm and composed, treating him like a complete stranger.
Jiang Chengli came to his senses and realized that he was no longer secretly observing outside the Princess's residence, but was inside the residence, facing the noble ladies at the flower-viewing banquet.
"Brother, a lady recognized you and said your surname is Jiang. Do you remember her?" Xing Xiaoya's voice came, tinged with caution.
She hid the word "Zhuang" and only dared to call him "Big Brother".
Jiang Chengli was initially a little confused, but after hearing Xing Xiaoya's question, he instantly understood his current predicament.
He had absolutely no recollection of how he entered the Princess's residence or how he walked up to the ladies.
Clearly, he had been controlled by the world's consciousness again. Because he kept deviating from the plot and kept avoiding Xing Xiaoya, the plot progressed very slowly. Eventually, the world's consciousness came online again, took control of his body, and forced him to step into the spotlight.
Now he stands here, facing the noble ladies of Wangjing, face to face with the Jiang family, and behind him is Princess Zhaoyang.
When it comes to witnessing, he has no way to avoid it.
His cohabitation with Xing Xiaoya on Wutong Street, and the ups and downs they had gone through together, would inevitably resurface, and the situation would be completely unmanageable.
[Sigh, host, this is only the third time you've seen your husband since your wedding night, right? But he's not here for you; he's here for another woman. And after today, everyone will know that Xing Xiaoya is his mistress, the kind of woman he's been through thick and thin with. How do you feel right now?]
The system promptly popped up to ask a question, but it didn't dare to be so outspoken this time, and the tone of its voice was downward, showing a rather cautious attitude, as if it was afraid of offending her.
Xu Wanying sneered: "What do I have to think about? At worst, I'll get a divorce. There's no real affection between us anyway. This Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion seems like a place of constant turmoil, everyone's plagued by misfortune. If I stay with them, I'll inevitably catch their curse and die young."
She had clearly made plans. Xing Xiaoya's luck as the female lead was too strong; she couldn't afford to offend her, but at least she could avoid her.
[Ahem—] Upon hearing this, the system couldn't help but cough lightly, then quickly changed the subject: [Host, as long as you have a good attitude, it's fine. But you should be prepared, Jiang Chengli and Xing Xiaoya will probably put on a show of affection, and you, as his wife, will likely be laughed at—]
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