Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

Madam He immediately said coldly, "It's just an accident. After all, Miss Zhong is my son's legal wife after marrying into the He family. The children she gave birth to are also legitimate sons and daughters of the He family. My son is already twenty-one. What young man at this age doesn't have a close friend in the backyard?"

Li Shuangwan sneered, holding Zhong Jiawei's hand and protecting her behind him: "It turns out that having a concubine at the age of sixteen and giving birth to a son and a daughter is actually an accident in Madam He's eyes. It's a normal accident, hum."

Madam He's face froze. "Oh, it's Princess Heng. I was wondering who was so nosy. But, although you are the princess, this is after all a private matter between the He and Zhong families. It would be bad for Princess Heng to interfere. People who don't know would think that the Zhong family has climbed up to your high branch and wants to show off their power to me, the future mother-in-law."

Zhong Jiawei's eyes were red and she stared at He Youkun.

Li Shuangwan sneered: "Why, Madam He, you are in such a hurry to set rules even though you haven't even married yet? Your husband is getting married and keeping a mistress, and he has illegitimate children, and you can't ask about it?"

"Husband." The concubine Hui Niang called out timidly and held He Youkun's arm tightly.

The sound was not loud, but it was like a stone falling into a lake or water dripping into an oil pan, causing an immediate explosion.

"The concubine is calling him husband. Tsk tsk, this is the first time I've heard of this. But since she's calling him husband, it seems that she has moved into the backyard of the He Mansion and has become a legitimate concubine."

"She's still a prostitute in a brothel. What a slap in the face. How could Mr. Zhong, such a highly respected person, choose such a grandson-in-law?"

"If it were my daughter, I would have to cancel this marriage even if it cost me my life!"

Zhong Jiawei's hand was held tightly by Li Shuangwan. The girl's dream was to find a husband who shared the same mind as her, have one or two children, live together in harmony, and spend the rest of her life together.

But the scene before my eyes shattered the dreams I had had in the past few days. All the sounds faded from my ears, the images disappeared from my eyes, and I had no idea what I was thinking in my mind. It was all blurry and foggy.

Zhong Chenyang took his sister from Li Shuangwan and said, "Your He family is too high for us to marry, so we're calling off the engagement! I'll have someone deliver your engagement letter tomorrow morning."

"You say to cancel the engagement, so it's called off. Ha, it's not up to you, a junior, to decide to cancel the engagement. Call your grandfather over so I can talk to my parents." Mrs. He said in a sharp voice.

What happened to his son today was embarrassing enough. If the engagement was broken off in public, where would his son's reputation and the He family's reputation be in the future?

What's wrong with having a mistress? Every young master from an aristocratic family has a maidservant arranged for him when he is fourteen or fifteen years old. Youkun just found one from outside.

He Youkun looked unhappy: "Mother, please stop talking." Then he said to Zhong Chenyang, "I will send someone to send Miss Zhong's engagement letter back to the Zhong Mansion tomorrow."

After this happened, Zhong Chenyang had no choice but to apologize to Li Shuangwan: "I'm really sorry, Princess, I need to take my sister back home."

Li Shuangwan nodded: "Of course it is."

He also ordered the guards following behind him to escort the brother and sister back home.

In the previous life, He Youkun certainly didn't come here. It was she who arranged for Shu Wenbo to lure him here quietly.

He had already admitted what he had said just now. In addition, the concubine named Hui Niang was determined to enter the He Mansion. She deliberately called He Youkun "husband" in front of so many people. This was undoubtedly paving the way for her to enter the He Mansion naturally.

Seeing the crowd disperse, Li Shuangwan said to the two maids beside her: "Let's go back too."

Zhong Chenyang brought his sister back to the Zhong Mansion. When Mrs. Zhong saw her daughter's red and swollen eyes, she was shocked: "What's wrong? What happened? Didn't you make an appointment with Princess Heng to go light up the lanterns together?"

Zhong Chenyang's face turned pale, and he could hardly speak: "Mother, I'm going to find my grandfather."

"What happened?" A rough voice sounded outside the hall.

"Grandfather." Several younger generations saluted.

When Mr. Zhong got older, he retired from his high position and now only works as an idle official in the Ministry of Works.

To others, the Zhong family may seem to be in decline, but in fact they have a solid foundation.

The disciples of Mr. Zhong now either hold important positions in the Ministry of Works or hold high positions in various places.

Although his only son has been sent away for the past few years, everyone knows that the emperor is intentionally training him and will use him in an important position when he returns to Shengjing in another year or two.

His gray hair was combed meticulously and pinned with a peach wood hairpin. Although his face was weathered, his eyes were bright.

After Mr. Zhong came in, he glanced at his precious granddaughter who was leaning on Mrs. Zhong's arms with red eyes crying. His granddaughter was well-educated and well-mannered, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was also a famous talented woman in Shengjing City.

Mr. Zhong looked at Zhong Chenyang with his tiger eyes: "Tell me, what happened? What happened to your sister?"

"Grandfather, my sister's marriage with the He family should be cancelled."

Mr. Zhong sneered, "Nonsense! Can you get married whenever you want and cancel whenever you want? The He family's son has good character and good looks. He is also the eldest son of the Minister of Personnel. He is more than qualified to be your sister. Are you trying to marry your sister to a prince?"

"Grandfather, He Youkun is a worthless person. He has a mistress and a pair of children. The son is five years old and the daughter is already three years old! He Youkun is only twenty-one this year, which means he has been having a mistress since he was sixteen. How can my sister marry such a man!"

"What! This is impossible. Before the marriage was decided, I sent someone to check it out. Chen Yang, could it be that you saw it wrong?"

Zhong Jiawei's tears rolled down again: "Grandfather, it was Master He who admitted it himself."

"Humph, not only did she say it herself, but the concubine called him husband all the time, and it was so fluent." Zhong Chenyang said angrily, "And today is the Lantern Festival, the boy fell into the water, Madam He also admitted it herself, so many people saw it."

Mr. Zhong's face darkened: "Someone, go out and ask around."

The housekeeper who was hiding outside and eavesdropping hurried out.

After a while, the man came back. There was nothing he could do as there were too many people talking about this matter on the street. As soon as he walked out of the house, he heard several people talking about this matter.

"What's the matter?" Mr. Zhong asked with a gloomy face.

The housekeeper subconsciously glanced at Zhong Chenyang, then glanced at Zhong Jiawei, who was crying in Mrs. Zhong's arms, and said carefully: "Master, what the young master and the young lady said... is true. Now this matter has spread all over the street."

"This bastard!" Mr. Zhong slammed the table hard, and the teacup on the table shook a few times, making a crisp sound.

The housekeeper's expression was complicated. "Not only that, that concubine was a prostitute. Five years ago, Master Zhao bought her and raised her outside. As Master Zhao said, the son she gave birth to is already five years old, and the daughter is three years old."

Mr. Zhong was so angry that his beard flew off his head: "Cancel the engagement, you must cancel it."