After the woman trembled for a moment, she told the whole story honestly.
After hearing this, Chen Anning sneered and scolded: "That's nonsense!"
The middle-aged woman was unwilling for a moment, "Why do you think I'm talking nonsense, young lady?"
"The latest news I found out is that Miss Chen Er has already been in love with Mr. Xie before she returned to Beijing!" Chen Anning sneered, "Moreover, their child turned two years old last month! "
The middle-aged woman sneered and questioned: "You said that Miss Chen Er and Mr. Xie have children. Let me ask you, if this is the case, then why did Miss Chen Er try to please the grandson earlier?"
Chen Anning snorted: "Of course it's because the Guangling Prince's Palace looks down on her origins, and Mr. Xie has no responsibility. Miss Chen Er was forced to have no choice but to curry favor with the grandson, in order to force the Guangling Prince's Palace to give in. Thank you, sir, for marrying her!"
The middle-aged woman was dubious: "What evidence do you have to prove that what you said is true?"
"The evidence is," Chen Anning lifted the car curtain and looked directly into her eyes, "I am Miss Chen Er!"
Under the horrified gaze of the middle-aged woman, Chen Anning lowered the car curtain and walked away.
It wasn't until the carriage disappeared that the woman exclaimed, "Where's my mother!"
In the distance, people who knew the woman quickly gathered around and asked about what happened, both covertly and openly.
The woman pretended to have first-hand information, coughed a few times, and waited until the crowd had gathered around three floors inside and three floors outside, then she started talking vividly.
Gossip is like a virus.
With the woman as the center, it quickly radiated in all directions.
At first, it was just this: Miss Chen Er had committed herself to Master Xie before returning to the capital and gave birth to a son for him, but the Guangling Palace looked down upon her and would not let her in.
By the time Xie Xun and Xu Zan were riding horses in their regular clothes, slowly coming out of Dali Temple and walking to Zhuque Street, it had become: The Guangling Palace relied on its power to force Miss Chen Er to give birth to a child for Mr. Xie, but she did not Let her in without even asking for the child.
Also: You cannot marry into the Guangling Palace, especially Mr. Xie, who is a scum who abandons his wife and children!
"What's going on?" Xu Zan was so shocked that he grinned behind his ears as he heard all kinds of outrageous remarks, "Why did the conversation suddenly change like this in less than two hours?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Xie Xun with schadenfreude.
Xie Xun ignored him.
Da Ma walked to a silver stall and kicked the stall with the roof. The stall owner, who was having a lively discussion with the vendor selling velvet flowers next to him, immediately ran back and said with a pale face, full of flattery: "Thank you. Whatever you like, sir, just take it."
Xie Xun glanced at his swaying legs and asked lazily: "Tell me, where did you hear all those words?"
The stall owner's legs went weak, he knelt on the ground, slapped himself twice in the mouth, and begged for mercy: "Thank you for your life, sir. I know I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again."
Xie Xun ordered: "Speak."
The stall owner said quickly: "It's from Wang Er Mazi's family who carries dung in the east of the city."
Xie Xun asked: "Where did Wang Er Mazi's family hear those words?"
The stall owner looked up at him cautiously and answered uncertainly: "She said Miss Chen Er told her herself."
Xie Xun chuckled.
Sure enough it was her who did it!
After taking out a piece of silver from his belt and throwing it to him, Xie Xun turned his horse's head and headed straight towards the Chen family.
Xu Zan quickly rode up to follow.
After following a few steps, he came back again, threw a piece of broken silver to the stall owner, and asked anxiously: "Are you sure that what Wang Er Mazi's family said was what Miss Chen Er said to her personally?"
The stall owner secretly picked up the broken silver and quickly stuffed it into his sleeve before replying: "Sure."
Xu Zan suddenly clenched his fist: "I knew it was true!"
The stall owner asked cautiously: "What is real?"
Xu Zan rolled his eyes, then hooked his hands and asked the stall owner to get closer. When the stall owner approached, he listened and whispered: "Do you know why Mr. Xie hasn't engaged yet? Because he is not a scum, he has always wanted to marry Miss Chen Er. However, King Guangling and Princess Guangling are fighting against each other. I am willing to let Miss Chen Er pass through."
After coughing twice, he added: "Do you know why Mr. Xie worked so hard to investigate and solve the case? That's because King Guangling and Princess Guangling said that as long as he solves 500 cases, he will marry Miss Chen Er. "
The stall owner's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it true?"
"Of course it's true! Who am I? How can I lie to you?" Xu Zan snorted dissatisfiedly. Amid the stall owner's flattery, he said triumphantly, "I'm not afraid to tell you again. A few pieces of information that no one knows. In the past, the Guangling Palace looked down upon Miss Chen Er because they didn’t know that she was a disciple of the miracle doctors Liu Xiuzhu and Yin Xiruo. Now that Miss Chen Er revealed her identity as a disciple of the miracle doctor, the Guangling Palace I agree with her to get married, but Miss Chen Er is unwilling."
The stall owner asked puzzledly: "Why is Miss Chen Er unwilling?"
Xu Zan hooked his fingers again.
The stall owner eagerly attached his ears.
Xu Zan looked like he was watching the excitement and said it was not a big deal: "Because Miss Chen Er is now a disciple of the miracle doctor, many young men from famous families in the capital want to marry her. If you don't say far away, let's talk about the eldest princess, the eldest princess I am actively trying to protect Miss Chen Er’s match."
"Do you know who the eldest princess is protecting Miss Chen Er?"
The stall owner quickly shook his head.
Xu Zan said seriously: "The one I'm protecting is Wen Qinsang, the eldest grandson of the Wen family in Guangling County!"
The stall owner was shocked, "Then Mr. Wen is studying at Guozixue, right? Is he willing to raise Mr. Xie's son?"
"Why don't you want to?" Xu Zan took out the folding fan from his waist and hit his head hard twice, "Think about it, whose son is that? He is the son of the third son of the Guangling Palace! I will raise it for you, but you can't raise it. keep?"
The stall owner rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I would like to raise them, but I just can't afford them."
Xu Zan knocked on him twice more, "Isn't that enough? Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I have to go to the Chen family with Ah Xun to guard it. Now this Miss Chen Er is a hottie, don't look at it It needs to be tight, or someone might steal it."
The stall owner quickly took two steps back, bowed his body and said respectfully: "Master Xu, please walk slowly."
Xu Zan hummed and happily chased Xie Xun, who had already disappeared.
Pass it on, pass it on.
The more buzz it spreads, the better.
Miss Chen Er, who had a bad reputation, turned around and became a favorite among all kinds of people.
How interesting.
And the mastermind who massacred Yaowang Valley back then, I wonder if he could sit still after seeing such a scene?
However, the ideal is full, but the reality is that his operation almost ruined Chen Anning's reputation.
Let’s not talk about this for now.
The owner of the silver stall waited for Xu Zan to walk away before slowly straightening up. After his dim yellow eyes flickered twice, he immediately shouted to the vendor selling velvet flowers: "Come here quickly, I have found out a lot of news about Mr. Xie and Miss Chen Er!"
The vendor selling velvet flowers abandoned the two customers picking flowers and ran over in a hurry, "What's the news?"
Different gossips spread from different people's mouths, but the results are the same: the more they spread, the more outrageous they become.
As for how outrageous it is... let's not say it yet.
