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There were quite a few people gathered outside the gates of the manor to watch the show. The eldest son of the family, Yun Chengfeng, had an angry expression on his face as he pointed and pointed, cursing and swearing at the personal guards guarding the gates. However, even though he was the first young master of the manor and the only son of the marquis, none of the guards gave him the slightest bit of face to let him in.

A look of unhappiness appeared on Yun Xielian's pretty face. The people beside her were discussing something and complaining that the manor had no rules and that their personal guards had gone too far.

A few rumors began to spread in front of the manor's entrance. Some people said that the marquis had fainted from his injuries, that there were no rules among the servants, that the princess was young and ignorant, and that she was a great bully. There were also those who said that the princess was arrogant and unruly, that even the duke's only son couldn't enter his house.

Of course, within these discussions, there was no lack of praise for the Yun Family's second young miss. She was gentle, multi-talented, decent, benevolent, kind and friendly …

There were also people spreading the news that the Marquis of Bravery had most likely died from his injuries.

This was how the rumors spread.

"Bastard, you dare to block me outside the door? Are you courting death?"

Yun Chengfeng's loud and sonorous voice travelled far. A few people had gathered around him and were also shouting loudly, arousing a lot of discussion. The eldest young master of the house of the Marquis was also rather famous in the capital. It wasn't because he was the only precious son of the Marquis of Braveheart, but because the eldest young master didn't know any martial arts. He spent all day hanging out with a bunch of bad friends, acting like a dog or horse, a typical good-for-nothing. As such, countless people lamented the fact that there was no one able to succeed the Marquis.

Yun Shoucheng walked over and whispered what had happened. Ever since Yun Fei was injured, the old butler felt as if he had been thrown into a boiling pot of oil, suffering torments. To be able to establish a foothold in the capital, to be able to gain the favor and favor of the emperor, and to have a princess be named as the future Crown Prince's consort, all of this was because of the courage of Hou Yunfei. Once this marquis was severely injured and died, or he would forever be bedridden, the situation would worsen.

The Hou clan still had a life threatening problem — no heirs!

Yun Zihuang's lips curled up as she sat on a chair and was carried out of the main entrance. She was still pretending to have sprain on her ankle, as if she couldn't walk. Someone shouted: "Princess has arrived!"

The atmosphere outside the door suddenly became much quieter as countless eyes looked at her. This princess was very famous in the capital, not only because she was the only daughter of Yun Fei, but also because after she was born, she had been designated as the Crown Prince's consort.

"Little sister, look at these bastards, they actually didn't let me go home, what kind of logic is that?"

With a slight frown, she looked at the personal guard outside the manor and asked, "Someone is stopping the eldest young master from returning?"

"Greetings, Princess."

The personal guards bowed and clasped their fists. As officers or soldiers in military uniforms, there was no need for them to kneel down in salute. Instead, they would bow and clasp their hands in salute.

"Reporting to the princess, no one is stopping the eldest young master from returning to the manor. We are only following the princess' orders and do not allow any random person to enter the manor."

The person who had stepped forward to answer was the personal guard commander, Yun Zhao.

"Little sister, do you really order the sealing of the house of the Marquis? "Why?"

"Big brother, you can go in first. We'll talk later if you have anything to say."

Yun Chengfeng's face was filled with indignation; his humble background had always been a thorn in his side. Today, he had been stopped outside the door by his father's personal guards. Countless people were laughing at him while others mocked him menacingly; this young master was on the verge of erupting.

"This won't do, these personal guards have offended the leader and are obstructing my return. They must punish me harshly!"

Yun Zhao looked at Yun Chengfeng as if he was looking at an idiot, sighing to himself that the duke had no one else to take his place. This duke, the only son of the duke, had truly left them with no sense of belonging.

"They are carrying out my orders."

"Little sister, I have spent countless amounts of money in order to invite an old deity to treat my father's illness. This old deity's methods are as powerful as the heavens. He can definitely turn father around, but he was stopped by these bastards outside the door. In their eyes, is there still a young master from the house of the Marquis? Also, even my second sister was stopped by them and was not allowed to enter the manor.

Yun Chengfeng huffed and puffed in anger as he glared at Yun Zhao. He'd always disliked Yun Zhao. He was obviously his father's only son, but this unruly brat Yun Zhao had been picked up from who knows which mud pit, and he'd become much more favored by his father. He had suspected countless times that Yun Zhao was his father's son, and that he was the one who had been retrieved.

It was only then that Yun Xianzi spoke softly, "Big brother, uncle is heavily injured now, and there are many matters of the house of the Marquis. It's nothing that little sister has been careless for a while." Little sister, big sister will bring the best medicine for uncle and you. My father was also burning with anxiety. He should have come personally to visit my uncle and sister, but he was in a hurry to get a famous doctor, so he didn't come. "My father knew that the Hou Mansion was short of manpower and had personally selected those who were loyal enough to do so. Elder sister sent them over to help share the Hou Mansion's worries."

Yun Zihuang felt that someone was staring at her and could not help but look into the distance. At this moment, the amount of people watching the Hou Mansion's gate was increasing, and countless pairs of eyes were looking at her.

However, there was a very special feeling that caused her to stare at a carriage not too far away. That's right, the gaze that was secretly staring at her was coming from that direction.

At the carriage's window, the curtain was slightly raised. A gust of wind blew past and lifted the curtain.

Even from such a distance, she was still able to see that handsome and cold face, and that pair of pitch-black eyes that seemed like the depths of the night. It was him!

At the Hundred Blossom Poetry Meet, she had been lured away to a remote place, where she had met a few criminals.

At one glance, the curtain fell, blocking her and everyone else's view.

She beckoned Yun Zhao to come closer and said a few words in a low voice before smiling as she looked at Yun Xianzi. "Uncle and sister have truly troubled themselves. Are these people here for me?"

His scrutinizing gaze swept across the faces of the people behind Yun Xianzi. Good uncle and good cousin, quite a number of people had come to deliver their gifts.

"Of course it's for my sister. If it's not enough, my father and mother will definitely carefully choose one for my sister."

"Since it's a gift for me, Uncle Cheng, take it and bring it into the manor."

Yun Shoucheng agreed before stepping forward and bowing to Yun Xianzi. "Thank you, Imperial Censor Yun. Please pass these people's indenture contract to this one."