No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

"Whose else could it be?" The old lady had a stiff face and did not dare to look at the young marquis.

Before Yangyang could reply, the young marquis, who was watching the show, had already become impatient, "Is this the show you want to show me?"

He quickly closed the folding fan in his hand, and his shrewd and deep eyes looked around the hall, and finally stopped at the face of the left prime minister.

"Lord Zuo Xiang, if you, the Xue family, look down on the family background of my Yuwen family, you could have just said it directly just now, and there is no need to make such a scene to confuse people. This prince is not an idle person who will let you waste your time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fluttered his clothes like the bright moon and clear wind, and stood up to leave, leaving the left prime minister and the old lady staring at each other in bewilderment, unable to react.

"This..." The old lady raised her hand to signal the left prime minister to express his opinion. The left prime minister stood up. The young marquis walked to the door and turned his head again, "In this case, the betrothal gifts and birthday invitations can be taken back by the prince."

The old lady had never felt the birthday card so hot before. She slowly picked up the birthday card that had been placed on her desk, looked around, and finally handed it to the Left Prime Minister who was walking into the hall with an anxious look on her face.

"Zheng'er, talk to the young marquis!" The old lady was extremely nervous. She didn't dare to offend even someone of the young marquis' status. After all, he was an imperial merchant who had been in business for most of his life. She understood this principle.

She patted the left prime minister's hand worriedly and gave him an instruction, then turned to look at the young marquis, "Young marquis, if you have any dissatisfaction, we can discuss it." As she spoke, she passed her gaze to Yangyang and Qingqing, but the two of them were surprisingly indifferent, which made the old lady even more embarrassed.

"Madam Xue, there is no need to worry about this. I am following the orders of my grandmother today. If the matter cannot be accomplished, I will report it. This can be regarded as fulfilling the old lady's request."

Besides, the young marquis glanced at Yangyang. Although he could roughly tell who the exquisitely crafted brocade belt belonged to, he still couldn't bear to believe that Yangyang could have much affection for the cold Tang Yuwei.

Yangyang's eyes were firm as she swept directly past the young marquis's line of sight, not daring to let him have any misunderstanding.

The young marquis said it lightly. In fact, his grandmother, Sun, had repeatedly told him to make sure this matter was done, but he never expected that the Xue family would disrespect him so much today.

In this case, he must find a way to get back his face with interest. He cannot just let it go so easily.

Having said that, she took the birthday invitation from the left prime minister and turned away without looking back. The old lady was so angry that she almost fainted again. Fortunately, she was supported by two maids and finally recovered.

As soon as she was helped to the couch, she pointed at Yangyang and cursed, "Tell me, which shameless man's thing does yours belong to? It made the young marquis so angry that he left."

Yangyang just felt a little amused by the old lady's words. She was just confidently scolding Qingqing for her faults, but now she started to criticize her again. The old lady's thinking logic is really beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

Yangyang ignored the old lady's gossip and turned his gaze to Xue Qingqing, answering the old lady's question meaningfully, "Of course it's General Tang's, sister can't see it?"

Xue Qingqing's eyes wandered when she heard this. She didn't dare to look Yangyang in the eye for a moment, but after a moment of silence, she suddenly said confidently, "If my sister says it is, it is true? Can anyone prove it?"

"Just now the young marquis only said that it's not his, but who can say that it's General Tang's? Could it be that my sister has another lover?"

"Enough!" Zuo Xiang couldn't stand hearing these dirty words any more. "Qingqing, you stay here. Yangyang, you go back to your yard."

"Why? Why does my father believe everything my sister says, but won't listen to a word I say?"

Xue Qingqing was a little annoyed. Even though she was the daughter of a second wife and the legitimate daughter of a father who was married off legally, why could Yangyang get all the love of his father, while she could never please her father no matter what she did since she was a child.

The left minister listened to his words. Although his face did not show much emotion, he could still see that he was lamenting in his thoughts. However, he still endured and calmly discussed the matter.

"What you did today was a big mistake. No matter what, before this, you said you would marry the young marquis. It doesn't make sense why you suddenly regret it."

The left prime minister spoke indifferently, as if he was giving Xue Qingqing an order.

But Xue Qingqing was not just talking about this matter, but about Zuo Xiang's attitude towards her. Thinking about it, she felt extremely aggrieved. It was all Zuo Xiang's fault, it was all Yang Yang's fault. No one cared about her.

Thinking of this, she stood up and walked to the left prime minister, complaining in a frustrated and accusing manner,

"Father just can't stand Qingqing. He wishes Qingqing could leave your sight as soon as possible. He wishes I could die with my mother as soon as possible."

There was a sound of "pop!"

Yangyang and the old lady were both shocked and surprised.

The slap that landed on Xue Qingqing's face was Zuo's warning and helplessness towards Xue Qingqing's last words. For the first time, his mouth twitched as he looked at Xue Qingqing with such sadness that he hated her for being useless.

But he regretted the moment he slapped her. He quickly withdrew his hand, looked at Xue Qingqing's face, turned his head and said coldly, "You should be sensible now!"

"Sensible! What the hell is father talking about? Am I sensible?" Xue Qingqing covered her face which was hurt from being beaten. Her eyes were wet and her voice was choked with sobs.

After a pause, seeing that no one was talking, Xue Qingqing yelled, "Anyway, I won't marry, even if I die, I will never marry that young marquis."

The sound echoed in the hall, making everyone feel deafening. Xue Qingqing glared at Yangyang again, turned around and rushed out of Chenxi Hall.

Then Yangyang only saw Zuo Xiang's dejected and lonely back as he slowly walked out, without giving Yangyang a chance to say another word.

This was the first time Yangyang saw Zuo Xiang looking so lonely. Could it be because of the slap he gave Xue Qingqing?

Yes! For Xue Qingqing, she probably just wanted to simply get a little fatherly love, nothing more, just like herself before she traveled through time.

With such thoughts in mind, Yangyang returned to Fangfei Courtyard. Seeing Xiaotao coming towards her with a sullen look, Yangyang roughly understood the reason for the brocade belt today.

"Miss." Xiao Tao sent away the maids and old women in the yard, and took out another men's brocade belt from her sleeve. The texture of the belt was also extremely delicate, but the dark pattern on it was a unique embroidery technique of Yuzhou.

As soon as Xiao Tao explained, Yang Yang quickly understood, "Miss, I don't know who hid this under your pillow. Fortunately, Nanny Tong saw the box on the dressing table first, so I had the opportunity to hide it."

"No matter who it is, it was Xue Qingqing who arranged it long ago."