A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

Qin Yan had no dreams all night.

The next morning, Cheng Tianxun went about his usual business.

When Qin Yan arrived at the newspaper office, there were several people gathered downstairs, including a few students, who were protesting something.

She listened for a few minutes before going upstairs.

"...Our newspaper published an article about perfume GG. This entrepreneur has a bad reputation lately, and some people have even come to our newspaper office to protest," Ling Manyun told Qin Yan.

Qin Yan said, "Just go protest at the perfume factory. It's not like we're the only newspaper in the city that published GG."

Ling Manyun: "A bunch of kids, I don't know who instigated them. We can't do anything about it."

Qin Yan pondered.

She told Ling Manyun, "When I came in just now, they were looking at me, but they didn't shout at me."

"I definitely don't know you, I just think you're pretty," Ling Manyun said.

Not to mention the editor-in-chief, even among the chief writers, very few people know what they really look like.

"Manjun, go out the back door and do me a favor," Qin Yan said. "Buy me a set of clothes and a hat."

Ling Manyun said yes.

That afternoon, when Qin Yan was leaving get off work, several young people who had been waiting for him suddenly rushed over and began to condemn him.

Qin Yan was wearing a light green cheongsam. The weather was a bit chilly, so she wore a cream-colored overcoat and a lady's hat.

The lady's hat had a black veil that covered half of her face, revealing only her slender chin.

The young people's voices were loud and excited.

Gradually, a crowd gathered around, all watching the spectacle.

Qin Yan was unable to enter or leave.

In the chaos, a man carrying a shoulder pole and baskets, resembling a peddler, appeared among the onlookers. Suddenly, he pulled a bucket from his basket and splashed it on Qin Yan.

It's sewage.

The stench spread immediately and was extremely unpleasant.

"Oh dear, what are you doing?"

"Quickly dry yourself off and put this coat on, don't catch a cold!"

A kind-hearted auntie, carrying a vegetable basket, was selling vegetables in the vicinity; she thoughtfully draped a spare tattered coat over Qin Yan.

Before she could even reach Qin Yan, she was pinned down by several people from the newspaper who rushed out.

The man who threw the excrement was also subdued.

On the contrary, the young people who shouted were ignored.

They seemed to have been caught off guard by this scene, watching helplessly from the sidelines, bewildered and confused by the unexpected turn of events.

Ling Manyun came out and said to them, "Our newspaper will no longer publish their photos. You can leave now. If you break your promise, you can come back."

The young people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Instead, several onlookers were firmly held down by the newspaper staff.

The young man then realized what was happening.

"Are we being used?"

Qin Yan didn't go home that day; instead, he sent someone to find Cheng Tianxun.

Cheng Tianxun rushed to the newspaper office.

"...She confessed that this garment was worn by someone who had smallpox," Qin Yan said.

There was a thin male reporter at Qin Yan's newspaper, who was the same height as Qin Yan.

She asked the male reporter for help, asking him to dress as a woman and pretend to be her so that she could leave the newspaper office through the main entrance after get off work, in exchange for a large reward.

The male reporter agreed without hesitation.

Qin Yan also explained the danger.

The male reporter, dressed in a cheongsam and wearing a hat to conceal his identity, was immediately surrounded; Qin Yan and Ling Manyun observed the situation from behind and laid ambushes for their men.

Sure enough, the young people who were incited were just covering up their true intentions.

"To spread smallpox in the city is utterly despicable," Qin Yan said. "Young Marshal, I'm entrusting this matter to you."

Cheng Tianxun stood tall and imposing, his gaze sweeping over the two men before turning to Qin Yan: "Are you injured?"

"no."

Qin Yan has lived in danger since childhood, and she has an extremely keen sense of danger.

If she had been even slightly less perceptive, she wouldn't be alive today.

She sensed the problem and probed into it.

Now, she needs the military government to help her clean up the mess.

"Go back first, eat something to calm your nerves." Cheng Tianxun's eyes were unreadable, and his voice lowered. "I will give you an answer to this matter within two days."

He then instructed his adjutant, "Take money from my account. Everyone at the newspaper did a great job today, protecting the young mistress; I want to reward them."

He then looked at Ling Manyun and said, "Miss Ling, please take stock and reward those who have contributed. Even those who have not contributed anything, as long as they are employees of the newspaper, will receive a reward of two silver dollars."

Ling Manyun: "Okay, Young Marshal, don't worry."

She told her adjutant to follow her.

Everyone divided the work and cooperated.

They might clean the ground in front of the newspaper office, organize people to take the protesting young people back, or help Ling Manyun distribute reward money.

Qin Yan went home first.

Cheng Tianxun took the two suspects away.

"Go and fetch Cen Yan," he said to his adjutant.

The adjutant should be.

At four in the morning, Cheng Tianxun, who had stayed up all night, showed no signs of exhaustion. He sat upright in the interrogation room, reading the report that Cen Yan had given him.

Cen Yan wiped the blood off his hands and said calmly, "The clothes with smallpox were from Hongcheng three months ago. We haven't had smallpox here yet."

However, the person who bribed them to commit the crimes did not show up; it was a middleman who made the deal with them. The middleman they mentioned is likely a member of the Hongmen (Triads).

I suspect the mastermind behind this is either Miss Du or Feng Lin, the one you injured. Feng Lin is more likely.

Using smallpox to harm Qin Yan could also cause a city-wide plague, allowing them to shift the blame onto Cheng Tianxun.

Cheng Tianxun may have been feared by the public and the military, and was ostracized.

"It's also possible that Du Zhuojun and Feng Lin conspired together." Cheng Tianxun exhaled a puff of smoke. "Two cobblers, how could they come up with such a method?"

"Although the young ladies and gentlemen are foolish, they have capable people around them. Whoever came up with this idea is indeed malicious," Cen Yan said.

He also said, "My younger brother and sister-in-law are quick-witted."

"Qin Yan is clearly not someone to be trifled with. Anyone with a brain would rather come after me than her," Cheng Tianxun said.

Cen Yan: "You speak very highly of her."

"Which woman who succeeds through her own efforts is a good person?" Cheng Tianxun said.

"That's not a very nice way to put it. Try to find a different word," Cen Yan said.

Cheng Tianxun exhaled a puff of smoke: "That's exactly what I meant. Remember this debt. Spread the word and give Qin Yan some recognition. She's been wronged this time."

Cen Yan nodded.

He couldn't help but say, "Tianxun, the ability to endure short-term setbacks is what enables you to accomplish great things. I'm really afraid you'll act impulsively."

Behind every event, there are not necessarily only one or two forces.

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. Cheng Tianxun's two wolves and tigers may be waiting for him to fight to the death with the Hongmen or the Du family, and then they will join forces behind the scenes to put him to death.

Cen Yan was very afraid that Cheng Tianxun would kill Feng Lin or Du Zhuojun.

"My wife didn't suffer any loss, why would I act impulsively?" Cheng Tianxun said.

"My sister-in-law has done a great job."

"That's one thing she did well," Cheng Tianxun said.

What should I give her?

Qin Yan seems to lack nothing, because she doesn't want anything; but she lacks everything, except for the newspaper, she has no connections or foundation.

She is a snowflake that falls on a branch, overlooking the strife of the world, yet she does not merge with it.

Soon, Qin Yan saw in another evening newspaper that Hongcheng was suffering from a plague, and that the young marshal Cheng Tianxun and his wife were giving free smallpox vaccinations to the people of the city for the safety of all.

It lasts for seven days and has ten locations, open to anyone.

"He brought you into it when he was praising himself," Ling Manyun said. "He gave our newspaper staff several hundred dollars in bonuses and won people's hearts for you. Oh well, I don't blame him for causing you trouble."

Qin Yan said, "I'm willing to marry him, enjoy the benefits, and also bear the responsibilities. I've never blamed him."

The trouble she was caused was not by Cheng Tianxun, but by those scheming people behind the scenes.