"You're not..."

Before Xiao Huiniang could finish her rebuttal, she was interrupted by Ying Dongjun with a smile, "If I remember correctly, your ex-fiance is surnamed Chen, right? Chen Mengze? It seems that she is called this name."

Xiao Huiniang not only changed her face, but also froze.

"I heard that the Chen family man was quite talented back then." Ying Dongjun thought for a while and smiled sweetly, "By the way, his father was once the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue and was a subordinate of your uncle Xiao Shiguan."

The name that I haven't heard of for a long time awakened Xiao Huiniang's long-closed memory.

The thin young man in a blue shirt knelt on the steps, saying something loudly, while knocking his head heavily on the bluestone slab. Blood dripped from his white forehead, dyeing his eyebrows and eyes red, and the bluestone under his knees red.

Two strong servants quickly stepped forward and dragged the young man from the ground, trying to drag him away, but the young man struggled desperately, and the blood dripping from his head gradually soaked the front of his blue shirt.

It seemed that the young man suddenly looked towards the direction of the corridor column. The originally gentle and handsome man had a hideous face and blood-red eyes, like a Rakshasa ghost. He was so scared that the person who was hiding behind the corridor column that he was peeping back a few steps, but accidentally stepped on the hem of the skirt and fell to the ground.

But the young man seemed to have seen something interesting and suddenly laughed wildly. The laughter was sharp and shrill, unlike human voices.

The attendant pulled his arm and dragged him out the door. He stopped struggling. He just smiled and stared at the pillar with his eyes that seemed to be weeping. His lips moved slightly, as if he had said something silently...

Xiao Huiniang shivered suddenly and woke up from this nightmare that had been entangled with her for several years.

Ying Dongjun whispered, "Did you remember?"

Xiao Huiniang glared at Ying Dongjun viciously, "Nothing nonsense! I don't have any ex-fiance!"

"Oh--you said no, that's not." Ying Dongjun covered his lips and smiled, with an expression that whatever you said was what you said.

But the more she said this, the more unbelievable the people watching the fun, the more curious they became. They couldn't help but discuss the Chen family's husband.

Xiao Huiniang glanced at the crowd. These people were deliberately attracted by her, but they looked at her lively!

Xiao Huiniang gritted her teeth and refuted: "I have never had an engagement with anyone other than my husband!"

Ying Dongjun said in surprise: "It turns out that the elders have made an engagement verbally and exchanged tokens without counting it? I have been in the palace since I was a child and don't understand folk marriage customs."

"Of course the engagement made by the verbal order can be counted, let alone the exchange of tokens!" Someone below said loudly, "We ordinary people are also honest in marriage!"

"So, this prince's wife really has an ex-fiance named Chen?" someone asked excitedly.

"It should be true. Although the eldest princess has a little temper... I haven't heard of her having a lie." Someone analyzed, "I remember that the prince's wife was married five years ago, right? Five years ago, the prince's wife was already in her twenties. At that time, everyone was wondering how her family background was later than an ordinary girl. If she had had a engagement before, it would make sense!"

"Then why didn't she admit it?"

"Maybe it's for the sake of face. It seems a bit unpleasant to say that I have had an engagement?"

A woman sneered: "Our Great Sage Dynasty has become more civilized, and we are not ashamed of remarrying daughters. What's wrong with having an engagement? Psychological!"

"Hey? I remembered it." After a middle-aged literati thought for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he stroked his palms, "I remember who the ex-fiance of Mrs. Jing'an Hou Shizi is!"

"Who is it?"

"Tell me quickly!"

The middle-aged literati stroked his short beard and looked around everyone: "Do you still remember the battle in Beiguan ten years ago?"

"Of course I remember!" Someone said indignantly, "The Beiji people were despicable and shameless. They tore up the alliance they had just made last year and sneaked into Beiguan. Marshal Shen and 30,000 Beiguan soldiers defended the city for seven days to protect the people in the city. In the end, Marshal Shen and most of the Beiguan soldiers died in battle. If it weren't for the critical moment, General Chen brought reinforcements and the Beiji people captured a city and killed all the brutal and ferocious people, they would have been blood flowing in the past!"

"Yes! Fortunately, General Chen is here! With him guarding Beiguan, Beiji people dare not be too presumptuous in recent years!"

"But what does this have to do with the fiancé of Mrs. Shizi of Jing'an?" Someone asked the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar sighed, "Marson Shen has great martial arts skills and is like a god. Since joining the army, he has almost never lost his victory on the battlefield. Ten years ago, he was in his prime. Why did he die under the enemy's sneak attack and almost let the Beiji army break through the Beiguan?"

"I heard that the Beiji people bribed several scums in the Beiguan army back then, and they cooperated with each other!"

"I also know this. I heard that before Beiji attacked, the Beiguan Army's granary was burned. Marshal Shen sent General Chen Xiao to bring a team of people to nearby prefectures and counties to borrow grain! When Beiji people came, General Chen Xiao had not returned from borrowing grain. The marshal and his soldiers were guarding the city on hunger! It was already difficult to be able to hold on for seven days."

"Nothing is that coincidental! I see that the food and grass in Beiguan are burned, so I must have nothing to do with the Beiji people!"

"It would be great if things were really that simple!" the middle-aged scholar shook his head and said.

"Is there anything else?"

The middle-aged scholar looked around and whispered: "Not long after the war ten years ago, Chen Qi, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was imprisoned. Not long after that, Chen Cheng committed suicide in prison and died. And Chen Cheng was the official who had been sent to Beiguan to supervise the salary!"

Several scholars thought about what the middle-aged scholar said.

But ordinary people are not sensitive to court affairs, and after listening to the middle-aged scholars, they do not understand the twists and turns.

They only understood what they could understand, and suddenly realized: "So, the son of Mr. Chen who committed suicide in prison?"

The middle-aged literati nodded gently.

"Hiss-" Someone exclaimed, "No wonder the prince's wife refused to admit it! If it were me, I would not admit it! Then Minister Chen must have done something that hurt the truth to commit suicide in prison. If someone knew that he had a engagement with his son, it would be so embarrassing!"

Xiao Huiniang faintly heard the discussion below, her face turned paler and she was a little shaky.

Ying Dongjun asked with concern: "Madam, why is the face so ugly? Could it be that some people feel uncomfortable? Do you want to go to my palace to rest for a while?"

Xiao Huiniang looked at Ying Dongjun viciously, with the resentment in her eyes uncovered. She whispered, "Ying Dongjun! What do you want to do?"

Ying Dongjun smiled and replied in a low voice: "No one has told you, don't mess with me if you're okay?"
Chapter completed!