Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Seeing that they were all laughing, Young Master Jiang felt a little embarrassed.

His outrageous deeds are now common knowledge within the team, so he has nothing left to hide.

He rode forward, approached the Crown Prince, and put on a fawning smile, "Cousin Crown Prince..."

The crown prince turned to look at him. "What is it?"

Young Master Jiang's fawning expression deepened, becoming extremely obsequious. "Cousin Crown Prince, we're almost at the capital. We'll soon be meeting my Imperial Uncle and... my father."

"Hmm," the Crown Prince said calmly.

Young Master Jiang, growing anxious, continued to fawn, "Cousin Crown Prince, once you see Father, could you put in a good word for me and ask him not to break my legs?"

The crown prince turned to look at him. "It can't be that bad, can it? Why would Uncle Qinjiang break your leg? You didn't do anything, did you? You just have some 'little hobbies'."

Jiang Yongjianzi immediately looked miserable. "Cousin Crown Prince, please, if Father finds out that I... like men, and that I didn't sneak into the capital beforehand, he will definitely beat me to death."

Just now it was about breaking a leg, now it's about killing someone.

A hint of sympathy appeared in the crown prince's eyes as he said, "So many people, so many mouths to feed, how can I possibly manage them all?"

Young Master Jiang's face immediately fell. "Cousin Crown Prince, I beg you, as long as you give the order, no one will dare to utter a single word."

The Crown Prince said, "Don't worry, none of our own people will go out and spread rumors."

"Aren't those our own people?" Young Master Jiang asked expectantly.

Seeing that he was genuinely afraid, the Crown Prince paused for a moment before saying, "Young Master Rong is from Xilin and is not under my jurisdiction."

Young Master Jiang turned his head and glanced at Rong Qing, who was following beside the group, his face grim.

That young master Rong is indeed an unstable factor.

Rong Qingchao looked over, revealing a faint smile, and said, "Your Highness, I am not a gossip."

"I hope so, Young Master Rong, thank you very much." Young Master Jiang cupped his hands in thanks.

Ying Yufu, who was listening nearby, chuckled and said, "Young Master, I think I just heard Young Master Mei say that he can castrate pigs?"

Young Master Jiang's expression froze for a moment.

The Crown Prince said, "We certainly won't tell anyone, but if you can't control yourself, then you can't blame us."

Young Master Jiang looked pale and sickly.

Their procession caused quite a stir as soon as they entered the imperial city, simply because the number of prison carts they brought was truly impressive.

By the time Ying Yufu and her party entered the palace, news of the prison cart incident had already spread throughout the capital.

Meng House.

The steward knelt on the ground, his face pale, and said, "Master, I was right. Those prison carts were carrying Lord Yuan."

Not only was Lord Yuan there, but also his two sons, his wife, and his concubines were all present.

Pfft!

Madam Meng's legs went weak, and she slid off the chair.

Meng Huaran turned her head, her face grim, and snapped, "What's the panic? Get up!"

The servants quickly stepped forward and helped Old Madam Meng up.

The second master Meng said, "Father, no wonder His Majesty has suddenly become distant from you. He was fine before, but after you came back, he didn't even let you attend the morning court."

"Father, do you think His Majesty knows something?"

Meng Huaran's hand, resting on the corner of the table, trembled slightly. He said, "Zhenxiao, go and deliver a secret message to the Emperor. If His Majesty really knows something, then we can't stay in Beixuan."

Meng Zhenxiao looked desperate. "Yes, Father, I will take care of it right away."

Old Madam Meng said tremblingly, "How easy is it to rescue us from Beixuan? Master, will that master really save us?"

A ruthless glint flashed in Meng Huaran's eyes. "We have no other choice."

Madam Meng closed her eyes in despair, "No, there is still someone who can save us."

Meng Huaran looked at her, and heard Old Madam Meng say, "The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, as long as they are willing to save our lives for the sake of the marriage contract, it's not impossible. At the very least, Ying'er must be married off to them."

One life is precious.

Meng Huaran looked down at Meng Dongying.

Meng Dongying was already pale with fright.

"Meng'er must marry into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, no matter what, by any means necessary!" Meng Huaran declared.

"Master, the day after tomorrow is the grand celebration at the Princess's residence. This is an opportunity." A glint of light flashed in Old Madam Meng's eyes.