Li, the mother of Fu Chang'an, was of low status and her words carried little weight; her presence here was merely a matter of etiquette.
Only Xi Ying stood beside Old Madam Fucha, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Mother, Delin is alright now. Please forgive Yan Ning for her young age and reckless behavior. Let this matter rest, and I won't mention it again. After all, she is the General's most beloved person, and I don't want him to be heartbroken when he returns!"
Madam Fucha looked at Xi Ying and admonished her, "You are too kind. She even had the intention to harm your son. You can tolerate it, but I cannot tolerate others harming my grandson!"
"Madam, Madam, I was framed! I really didn't do it! It was Aunt Lian who did it!" Yan Ning looked at Aunt Lian and shouted, "I have no grudge against you, why did you do this to me?"
"What are you saying, Sister Yan Ning? The Fucha family has always had very strict rules. I can't even leave the mansion on ordinary days, so how could I put Delin in the Fu residence?" Xiang'er looked at Yan Ning calmly and composedly, but in her heart she thought, "Yan Ning, I'm sorry, I'll only do this once. After you enter the mansion, I will definitely get along well with you."
"It was you who colluded with You Yuanzhi to do this! His martial arts are so good, he can come and go freely not only in the Fucha Mansion, but also in the military camp. It was the two of you who conspired together to do this!" Yan Ning shouted with her last bit of strength.
"Enough! Now that the truth is out, you still won't admit it and want to implicate others! Aunt Lian never leaves the house, how could she have done all this? You've already stirred up trouble before even entering the mansion, what will you be like once you're inside! Guards, throw her out of the Fucha mansion, and don't let her set foot in the Fu residence again. Anyone in my Fucha family who has the heart to help her will leave with her!" The old lady of the Fucha family looked at Yan Ning with cold eyes and said sternly.
“I won’t leave. I won’t admit to something I didn’t do! Madam, please think about this carefully. Who benefits more from this outcome? How could I be so foolish as to leave Delin in the Fu residence, waiting for you to search for him…”
Two servants dragged Yan Ning, who hadn't finished speaking, out of the hall. It was pouring rain, and Yan Ning was dragged on the ground. Her knees were not only soaked in the cold rain, but also chafed painfully by the uneven stones on the road. What Yan Ning couldn't bear was this inexplicable injustice. Once she left the Fucha Mansion, there was no way to clear her name!
"When Kang'er returns, no one is allowed to mention Yan Ning again! Alright, everyone go back to your own courtyards!"
Upon hearing the old lady's words, Xiang'er finished her greetings and returned to her own courtyard without a moment's hesitation. Fu Chang'an helped his mother up and also went back. Xi Ying looked at the old lady, her expression tense, "Mother, the general is returning, how should I explain things?"
"Alright, have someone release Zhao Xing and Zhu Xiang. I don't think they'll dare help Yan Ning anymore! Tell Zhao Xing not to talk nonsense to the general, or else kick him out of the Fucha Mansion too!"
Xi Ying nodded, bowed, and walked out of the hall, her eyes, blurred with tears, concealing a smile.
“Granny Li, what Yan Ning just said isn’t without reason. Send someone to keep an eye on Aunt Lian and see what she’s been up to lately,” said Madam Fucha as she took the blue-and-white porcelain covered bowl from Granny Li.
"Yes, I understand. But Madam, if you suspect Consort Lian, why did you still drive Miss Yan Ning out of the mansion?" Granny Li asked, puzzled.
“Even if it’s not her, how can there be one person who is exclusively favored in the homes of princes and nobles? With her around, Kang’er’s harem will no longer be peaceful, and how can he do great things without any worries? Even if my son cannot become a dragon among men, he will surely be second only to the emperor!” Madam Fucha put down the blue and white porcelain covered bowl in her hand, her eyes unfathomable.
Two servants dragged Yan Ning to the gate of the mansion and said to her, "Miss Yan Ning, please don't blame us. This is the old lady's order. No one in the Fucha mansion dares to help you anymore. You'd better find your own way to survive." After saying that, they went into the mansion.
Yan Ning collapsed to the ground, looked up at the three large characters of Fucha Mansion, struggled to get up, and wanted to go inside.
"Miss, please don't make things difficult for us servants!" The guard at the door reached out to stop Yan Ning, saying with a troubled expression.
Yan Ning looked at them, then at the gloomy sky outside, the rain pouring down. Where should she go? As if remembering something, Yan Ning turned and left the eaves of the Fucha Mansion. The rain washed over her wounds, causing excruciating pain. Already unsteady on her feet, Yan Ning stumbled and fell to the ground.
Lying in the rain, Yan Ning's vision was blurred by the rain, and her consciousness was also blurred. She saw a pair of men's shoes come into view, and then she was surrounded by the sound of the rain.
"Miss Yan Ning, wake up..."
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