Chapter 77: There Are Especially Many People I Dislike

  Dong Er looked at her own young mistress, and saw that although Liu Rong's eyebrows were furrowed, her expression remained calm. She couldn't understand why, when things had reached a critical point, her mistress didn't seem to be in the least bit of hurry.

  To know that these rumors outside are ruining the reputation of all the daughters in the Wen Dinghou Mansion, including Miss, and Miss is still the culprit!

  It's said that Old Mistress Wang had long forbidden anyone from spreading the news about Miss replacing Second Mistress in giving birth, so how did this still manage to spread like this?

  It's said that only women can give birth, and saying that the young lady would do such a thing means that the young lady's chastity is already gone. Furthermore, it's said that all the girls in the Wen Ding Hou Fu are probably not clean either, and they secretly meet with the servants in the mansion to have illicit affairs.

  Obviously, it was said that the Wen Dinghou Mansion had become a brothel!

  There are such rumors beforehand, which mansion would be willing to marry a girl from the Wen Ding Hou Mansion!

  Thinking of the storm that might be waiting for her back at the manor because of this matter, Dong Er only felt her legs go weak.

  "Dong Er, if I were to ask you to leave here alone to find someone, would you be afraid?" Liu Rong suddenly asked Dong Er.

  Dong Er was taken aback for a moment, then immediately spoke up: "Miss, have you thought of a way?"

  "I don't even know the whole story, how can I possibly have a solution?" Liu Rong sighed slightly: "I need you to go to Guo Qin Wang Fu and find Yong Cheng Jun Zhu for me."

  "Miss, the fire has reached our backsides, how can you still ask me to find Young City's princess?" Dong Er was anxious and almost in tears: "My good miss, please, I beg of you, use your usual cleverness and think of a good solution to resolve this matter quickly."

  Liu Rong frowned: "Stop crying and looking so gloomy. Since things have reached the worst point, it means they can't get any worse. What's there to be afraid of?"

  Liu Rong said, looking at Dong Er's expression becoming even calmer: "You go find Yong Cheng Jun Zhu immediately and have her send someone to investigate how this matter has been spread in the capital. It would be best if you can also find out who was behind it and who started spreading it first. The faster the better."

  Liu Rong looked at Dong Er and said quickly.

  "Will this be useful?" Dong Er was skeptical.

  "Go now!" Liu Rong frowned: "If you question me again in the future, then don't follow me anymore. You can go back and follow my mother instead."

  Dong Er's heart tightened, this was the first time her young mistress had spoken to her so seriously, it meant that her young mistress was really angry.

  She didn't say much more and nodded at Liu Rong before quickly leaving.

  After Dong Er left, Liu Rong couldn't help but rub her temples. This was really a tricky matter. Who could be so vicious and come up with such a method to frame her?

  Is Miss Chen there?

  Unlike Chen Er's miss, she doesn't seem like someone who would have such means and courage, otherwise she wouldn't have been used by Liu Fu in the first place.

  Liu Rong turned around to go back to the house, and saw a man standing not far from the house, dressed in luxurious clothes. He was looking at her with a cold gaze. When he saw Liu Rong look at him, he smiled even more sinisterly.

  Liu Rong was shocked in her heart and couldn't help but take a step back!

  This person, she recognized him as the legitimate second son of Changping Prefecture, Zhong Zhenhuan, who was made famous overnight in the capital due to his severed sleeve fetish by her using the method of stealing the beam and changing the pillar.

  "Miss Liu San saw that I seemed to be very afraid, why?" Zhong Zhenwan stepped closer to Liu Rong step by step.

  Liu Rong took a deep breath: "This young master is joking. This is the Dazhong Temple's specially opened resting place for ladies and misses, any woman who sees a young master suddenly appearing in this place will surely be frightened."

  Liu Rong said, retreating a few steps further away from him: "Please, young master, restrain yourself. Leave this place immediately, lest when Xia Shami brings the other madams later and sees you, it will be difficult for you to explain yourself."

  "I just need to say that Miss Liu San invited me over for a private meeting, and that's it." Zhong Zhenwan said, looking at Liu Rong with an ambiguous expression, but his footsteps didn't stop.

  Liu Rong couldn't help but continue to back away, but she ended up backing into the wall of this isolated courtyard.

  "Please take care of yourself, young master!" Liu Rong furrowed her brow and looked at Zhong Zhenhuan as she spoke again.

  "How do you want me to take care of myself?" Zhong Zhenwan asked with a smile, looking at Liu Rong.

  "Don't blame me for being impolite then." As Zhong Zhenwan got closer and closer to her, Liu Rong's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter. When he was only an arm's length away, Liu Rong suddenly lifted her leg and kicked Zhong Zhenwan in the groin.

  With this kick, she used all her strength, and suddenly Zhong Zhenwan bent into a shrimp shape.

  "You... you dare kick me like that!" Zhong Zhenwan covered his crotch with one hand and pointed at Liu Rong with the other, saying harshly.

  Liu Rong calmly retreated to a safe position before speaking: "I've already warned you, young master! It's your own fault for not listening!"

  "If you, young master, continue to stay in this temple, I believe that by tomorrow, the whole city will be wildly talking about not your fondness for men, but how you were beaten out of the Great Bell Temple by a little monk!" Liu Rong said to Zhong Zhenhuan.

  She had just come out of the house, but this would rush back to the house in a hurry, which was not good. The only way was to think of ways to scare him away!

  "It's really you!" But unexpectedly, as soon as Liu Rong said this, Zhong Zhenwan's face turned even uglier, a hint of venom flashing in the depths of his eyes. His gaze at Liu Rong also became even more sinister: "The person who originally designed me and made everyone spread rumors that I was a sleeve cutter is indeed you."

  "It doesn't matter, you'll be just as miserable soon enough." Zhong Zhenwan said with a gloomy smile as he looked at Liu Rong.

  Liu Rong furrowed her brow, carefully observing Zhong Zhenwan. Could it be that the rumors were actually started by him? She had only helped an actor block a blow earlier, could it be that the other party had held a grudge against her since then?

  "You said that if the Marquis of Wenyuan's family were to propose a marriage to someone whose reputation is already tarnished, what would they do?" Zhong Zhenlun asked, looking at Liu Rong.

  Liu Rong's eyes widened in shock for a moment, and when she saw the seriousness and venom in Zhong Zhenwan's eyes, her heart sank, and she suddenly became annoyed: "Do you want to be kicked by me again?"

  Zhong Zhenwan's other hand also reflexively covered his vital parts.

  "If you don't want to, then quickly get out of this yard, lest I find it annoying to look at you!" Liu Rong spoke quickly, almost without cursing.

  Zhong Zhenwan was stunned, completely unexpected that Liu Rong would suddenly become so explosive, not at all like the gentle lady everyone knew.

  "Also, I'm telling you that it's easy to find someone with a tainted reputation who has the 'cut sleeve' habit, but be careful! That person with the tainted reputation is still a skilled surgeon, and who knows when they'll use anesthesia to knock you out. Be careful not to become a eunuch in an instant!"

  "You!" Zhong Zhenwan felt a chill run down his lower body.

  "What's wrong with you, get out of here quickly, or I'll make you unable to lift your hands right now!" Liu Rong walked over to the side and picked up a circular wooden stick placed on top of the water tank, looking at Zhong Zhenwang.

  Zhong Zhendan glared at the log, her legs involuntarily tightening: "You, you just wait, soon your reputation and the reputation of the Wendinghou Mansion will be even more miserable than mine, Zhong Zhendan!"

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