It was the golden ninth month, a good time for harvest, but the Marquis of Jingting was hiding in the study and smashing several pieces of porcelain, cursing nonstop. He didn't look like Marquis, but more like a street hoodlum.
"In Jing, if he dares to offend me, Ban Huai, I'll kill him!"
"Father, don't be angry. Your son will go find someone to beat him up."
"You get someone to beat him up. I'll find the Emperor to take care of him!"
"Have you had enough?" The Yin Clan kicked open the study door. Looking at the father and son rubbing their palms together, she harshly scolded, "Do you think the rumors outside aren't bad enough?"
The Marquis of Jingting and her son both fell silent. The Marquis of Jingting retracted his leg from the chair. The Marquis of Jingting Shizi, Ban Heng, rolled down his rolled up sleeves.
On a September day, the Yin Clan had to fan herself to barely calm the anger in her heart. She didn't even look at the broken pieces of porcelain on the ground. She walked straight to the chair and sat down. The servant girls and women who followed behind her began to tidy up in a flurry.
The sound of the porcelain pieces hitting each other made her even angrier. She glared fiercely at the father and son. Slapping her white hand, the teacup on the table jumped.
"He's just something from the countryside. After passing the imperial examinations, he says he wants to break off the engagement. He's also acting like he had no choice but to comply because my marquis fu forced him into the marriage. What is he playing at?!"
"Mu-mother," Ban Heng moved in front of the Yin Clan and said with a smile, "Don't be angry. It's hard to find a three-legged toad, but two-legged men are everywhere. If our family wants to take care of him, it's just a matter of moving our mouths. Don't hurt your body from anger."
"I don't want to be angry, but look at what's going on."
Any mother wouldn't be able to feel happy if their daughter had been rejected three times by someone else.
She only had one son and one daughter. Although Marquis was ridiculously lazy, he wasn't a lustful person. Therefore, he didn't have any concubines or tongfang. However, this was the only good point he could bring out.
When her daughter was born, she was betrothed to a good friend. Who knew that the child would die of smallpox when she was three years old.
When her daughter was thirteen, she was betrothed to the Count Of Zhongping's second di son, Xie Qilin. Who knew that when she was about to be married, Xie Qilin suddenly found his "true love" and eloped. This caused rumors outside that her daughter was an idiot who couldn't even compare to a servant girl. Otherwise, why would the Young Master of the Duke's Manor rather elope with an unpresentable woman than marry her?
Later, although Xie Qilin was found, the marriage between the two families was ruined. Since then, the two families no longer had any contact and almost became enemies.
The matter this time was even more absurd. This Shen Yu was from a branch of the Shen family in the East Continent and could barely be considered a local prominent family. After coming to the capital, he fell in love with their daughter at first sight and cried and begged to propose marriage to their family seven or eight times. In the end, just as their family agreed, he went back on his word.
When he broke off the engagement, on the surface, he said that he wasn't a good match for her family. But inside, he despised her family's daughter for being beautiful but brainless, extravagant and lazy, and not a good match.
Why didn't you say that when you didn't come in third place? Now, she was complaining that her daughter was too extravagant. The Jingting Marquessate was rich, so what if they were willing to let their daughter be a little extravagant?!
While the three members of the Ban Family were so angry that they couldn't eat, the woman who had her engagement broken off was still sleeping soundly.
Ban Han was dreaming. This dream was very long, so long that when she woke up, she couldn't tell if this was reality or a dream. When she sat up and saw the pearl curtain hanging outside, she suddenly realized that she was dreaming.
Right, what did she dream of just now?
It seemed that her marriage had been annulled and someone had become the Emperor. Her father had offended the new Emperor and had been stripped of his title. After that, their entire family had been living a miserable life.
Oh god, how terrible would it be to not be able to compete with others in terms of jewelry and clothes?
She couldn't bear to see those people scolding her behind her back, yet they had no choice but to respect her on the surface. How boring would life be?
This dream was too unlucky. It was better for her to forget about it as soon as possible.
"Lord," the servant girl walked in while wiping her tears and crying, "Tanhua Shen actually came to annul the marriage."
Ban Han's soft back suddenly straightened up, "Annulled the marriage?"
It was over, the nightmare had come true!
Her father wasn't the Marquis of Jingting, so her younger brother wasn't the heir. She was also no longer the Lord personally conferred by the Emperor. How could she eat, drink, play, ride horses, walk dogs, and admire flowers in the future?
Life was bitter and short. Did she only have a few short years of enjoyment left?
She didn't remember much about that dream, but she clearly remembered how miserable she would be if she wasn't the Lord. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt sad. She put on her shoes and clothes and ran towards the main courtyard.
"Lord, your hair!"
Fortunately, the servants of the Jingting Marquessate were tight-lipped. Otherwise, by tomorrow, the hottest topic in the capital would be "Marquis of Jingting's di daughter went crazy because of annulment, running around the house in disheveled clothes."
In reality, this was the Marquis of Jingting's first thought when he saw his daughter.
"My good daughter," the Marquis of Jingting saw his daughter appear in the study with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes. He immediately burst into tears, "Good girl, we won't get married. Tomorrow, father will buy you a dozen gigolos. They're all good in literature and martial arts. You can pick whichever one you like."
All the men in the world weren't good. They caused his daughter to become like this.
At this time, the Marquis of Jingting had already thrown himself out of the range of men.
Ban Heng glanced at his sister enviously. He didn't even have a tongfang yahuan, and he didn't see anyone prepare one for him. In the dead of the night, it was also an elegant thing to add fragrance to a beautiful woman's sleeves.
"Don't even think about it," the Yin Clan glared at his son, "Obediently stay at home and study."
"I, I didn't think about anything." Ban Heng felt very wronged. He clearly didn't do anything, so why was he being nagged by his mother?
"You were born from my stomach. I know what you want to do when your eyes turn." The Yin Clan saw her daughter like this and her heart softened. She couldn't wait to tear that Shen Yu apart. However, she was worried that her emotions would affect her daughter, so she could only persuade her with kind words.
"Although your father's words just now were foolish, but …" The Yin Clan gently patted her daughter's back. Sensing that she couldn't stop trembling, she gently said, "There are many good men in the world. Even if you can't find one, it doesn't matter. The family's shops and farmlands are all yours. You have money and status. What are you afraid of?"
Ban Han rubbed against the Yin Clan's body and whispered, "I'm not sad because that person broke off the engagement. It's because I had a very strange dream. That's why I'm a little scared."
"What did you dream about?" The Yin Clan saw that her daughter didn't care about breaking off the engagement and secretly sighed in relief.
"The new Emperor has ascended the throne. He stripped Father of his title …"
"Stripped of his title?!" Ban Heng jumped up. "Who is the new Emperor? Let's kill him first."
"I don't remember clearly," Ban Han thought seriously for a while. "But he should be a very powerful man."
"You don't even remember who he is. How can you remember how powerful he is?" Ban Heng snorted. "That's too unreliable."
"How can a dream be real? If he's not powerful, how can he be the Emperor?" The Yin Clan knocked Ban Heng's back to stop him from arguing with Ban Han. "Don't be afraid. Dreams are all fake. Isn't our family fine?"
"Your grandmother is a Princess Royal. Who dares to touch us?" The Yin Clan brought out their family's biggest backer, De Ning Princess Royal, to appease her daughter. "Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your ancestors?"
"But the new Emperor isn't a member of the Jiang Clan." Ban Han blinked. Her beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She looked particularly pitiful. "The person who ascended the throne is a courtier with ulterior motives."
"Hiss." The Yin Clan gasped. They looked outside the door. The maidservants had already left. Now there were only the four of them in the room. "You can't say this to others."
Ban Han knew that her mother wouldn't believe her dream. In fact, even she was dubious about this dream. "In the dream, my engagement was broken off. But when I woke up, that Mr. Shen really broke off the engagement. So … what if it's true? "
"Then, then what should we do?" Ban Huai, who had been a playboy since childhood, looked nervously at the Yin Clan. "Madam, should we secretly find a place to hide some gold, silver, and jewelry?"
"Father, how can you believe my sister? She has been broken off several times. It's too funny to believe that her dream is real because of this." Ban Heng waved his hand. "Sister, think about it again. Did anything big happen in the dream?"
"You have a big mouth!" Ban Han poked Ban Heng's forehead with her finger. The priceless blood jade bracelet on her wrist was so dazzling that Ban Heng was almost dazzled.
"Let me think." Ban Han pulled back her hand and pulled at her messy hair. "Let me think about it again."
Ban Huai looked at his daughter nervously. He hoped that the dream was fake.
"Oh right, I remember something else happened in the dream. Not long after my engagement was broken off, Xie Qilin fell off a horse and broke one of his eyes." Because Xie Qilin had eloped with another man and caused her to lose face, Ban Han remembered this incident very clearly.
To vent her anger.
"As expected of my daughter, Ban Huai. Even in the dream, you won't let anyone who offends you have an easy time." Ban Huai stroked the beard on his chin with satisfaction. "That Xie Qilin isn't a good person!"
"Yes!" Ban Heng agreed. "Every time I see him, I'll make trouble for him."
Yin Clan sneered. "But you're the one who loses every time."
"That Xie Qilin is a well-educated person. He's full of bad ideas. Every time, he can turn black into white. How can I win against him?" Ban Heng said resentfully. "But I don't lose out. No matter how good his mouth is, it doesn't hurt me. When I punch him, he still hurts."
In Ban Heng's world of logic, being scolded wasn't a loss, but being beaten was. Things like reputation were like floating clouds in the sky to Ban Heng's Young Marquis.
"Good girl, when did Xie Qilin break your eye in your dream?" Ban Huai was the same as Ban Heng. He didn't care about reputation at all. In any case, he hadn't heard many people praise him since he was young.
"The day after Shen Yu came to break off the engagement."
"So it's tomorrow?"
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