The legitimate daughter returns to the capital and embarks on a splendid life, tearing apart the fak

The day after the fire at the charity hall, another incident occurred.

On his way to court, Yun Heting was walking along when suddenly the crossbeam of his sedan chair snapped with a "crack." Before Yun Heting could react, he was thrown out and broke his leg.

Yun Heting gritted his teeth and endured it, then sent someone to the palace to ask for leave. He was then carried to the Imperial Hospital to have a physician set his bones before being carried back to his residence to recuperate.

These were originally two unrelated things, but they somehow ended up together.

With some people deliberately stirring things up, within half a day, half of the capital was talking about it.

"Have you heard? The Yun family's newly adopted daughter is a jinx."

"I heard she cursed her parents to death before coming to the capital. Anyone who gets involved with someone like that is doomed."

"That's right. She went to the Yun family. I heard that Lord Yun went to court this morning, and for no reason the crossbeam of his sedan chair broke, and she broke her leg."

"Oh, right, and the charity she ran, it was doing well when it suddenly caught fire, and I heard several people died because of her."

"She's a cursed star; whoever takes her in will never have peace."

The rumors grew increasingly outrageous, with people describing Yun Jin as a jinxed and unlucky person who brought misfortune to her family. Some even added fuel to the fire, saying that a fortune teller had predicted her birth and that she was a reincarnation of a cursed star, and anyone who got involved with her would suffer a terrible death.

These rumors are like invisible knives, drawing no blood, yet each one piercing the heart.

In Qingshui Garden, Chu Wanqing was furious, her face ashen and her lips trembling. "Who spread this rumor? It's utter nonsense! What do you mean by 'jinx'? What do you mean by 'lone star'? My daughter is perfectly fine, how could she be a jinx?"

Her voice grew louder and louder, the anger surging in her chest impossible to suppress.

Qinghe stood to the side and whispered, "Madam, please don't be angry. This is definitely someone targeting Miss. Why don't you think about how to resolve it? If you get upset, it will only embolden those people."

Chu Wanqing took a deep breath, sat down, picked up her teacup and took a sip, only to find the tea had gone cold, so she put it down heavily.

"You're right. These rumors are clearly being spread deliberately. Investigate them; I want to see where they came from!"

"Mother, there's no need to investigate. I know who did it." Yun Jin lifted the curtain and walked in.

Chu Wanqing looked at her in surprise: "You knew?"

Yun Jin nodded and glanced at Qing He: "Aunt Qing He, could you please keep an eye on things outside? I need to speak with my mother for a few minutes."

Qinghe responded and went out, gently closing the door behind her.

Yun Jin sat down next to Chu Wanqing and lowered her voice, saying, "Mother, my cousin told me yesterday that the fire at the Charity Hall was caused by martial arts practitioners hired by the nanny of Consort Zheng in the First Prince's residence. Today's rumors are probably also spread by her."

Chu Wanqing's expression changed instantly, and her voice rose several decibels: "Consort Zheng? Because of that courtyard in the south of the city? For a courtyard, she burned down the Charity Hall? That's five lives lost! And she spreads such rumors to ruin your reputation, who would dare to marry you in the future?"

"Mother, anyone who cares about this rumor is not the right person for me. I will not marry him." Yun Jin's eyes darkened, and her voice carried a hint of coldness. "But the matter of those lives cannot be left unresolved."

Chu Wanqing looked at her, her eyes filled with heartache: "Jin'er, whatever you want to do, Mother will help you."

Just as Yun Jin was about to speak, Qing He's voice came from outside: "The young lady has arrived."

Yun Jin quickly concealed the coldness in her eyes, got up and sat opposite Chu Wanqing, picked up her teacup, lowered her eyes, and pretended to be nonchalant.

The curtain was lifted, and Yunxiu walked in.

She quickly walked up to Yun Jin, took her hand, and said with concern, "Second sister, I've heard all the rumors outside. Don't take it to heart. Those people are just jealous of you and are deliberately slandering you. Heaven has seen all the good deeds you've done."

Yun Jin looked at her and smiled faintly: "Thank you for your concern, sister. I don't mind."

Yunxiu froze for a moment, then quickly suppressed the fleeting emotion, her voice filled with heartache: "Second sister, I believe this can't be true. Someone must be deliberately targeting you. If I find out who did it, I will never forgive them."

She glanced at Chu Wanqing and said, "Second sister, don't worry, no matter what people say outside, Mother won't care. You will always be the second young lady of our Yun family."

Yun Jin smiled faintly and said, "Thank you, elder sister."

Yunxiu sat for a while longer, then excused herself, saying she needed to visit her father, and got up to take her leave.

As she reached the door, she glanced back one last time before turning and quickly leaving.

The door closed, and Chu Wanqing put down her teacup, looking at Yun Jin: "Jin'er, what do you plan to do?"

Yun Jin was silent for a moment, then raised her head and said, "Mother, let's not worry about the rumors for now. The more we try to explain, the more confused we become. Let the rumors circulate for a while."

Chu Wanqing looked at her worriedly: "But Jin'er, these words will inevitably have an impact on you."

"Mother, I'm fine." Yun Jin stood up. "I'll figure out a way to handle this myself. I'll let you know if I need your help."

Chu Wanqing nodded and added, "Don't overthink it. If you need your mother, remember to tell her."

"Okay, Mother, I'll head back now." Yun Jin smiled, stood up, and took her leave.

Back at Jinshu Pavilion, Yun Jin closed the door and called Dong Xue over.

"Have you found out anything about the rumors?" she asked.

Dongxue said in a low voice, "We found it. The source is a teahouse in the south of the city. Someone was spreading rumors in the teahouse that the fire at the Charity Hall was caused by Miss. Following the clues, I found that the person who spread the rumors had connections with a relative who was a steward in the First Prince's residence."

Yun Jin snorted coldly: "It really was her."

She paused, then asked, "Have you had someone look after the sedan chair at Yunhe Pavilion?"

Dongxue nodded: "I saw it. The crossbeam didn't break naturally; someone used internal force to tamper with it. They used a skillful technique that's invisible to the naked eye, but it will break after you walk a certain distance, and the break won't show any signs of human intervention."

Yun Jin tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table, lost in thought: "Truly... a meticulous plan."

She looked up at Dongxue and asked, "Do you think this was done by Consort Zheng?"

Dongxue shook her head: "It doesn't seem like it. Consort Zheng doesn't have anyone with such skills around her. Someone who can do this would at least be a top-tier expert in the martial arts world."

Yun Jin thought for a moment: "It seems someone has joined forces with her. Who could it be?"

Dongxue whispered, "In the capital, those with such skills are either the people around the Prince, the people around the Third Prince and the Fifth Prince, or the Imperial Guards."

Yun Jin nodded and changed the subject: "Is it possible to arrange a meeting with the Crown Prince's consort?"

Dongxue was taken aback, then shook her head: "The Crown Princess rarely leaves her home and almost never sees outsiders. Miss, do you wish to see her?"

Yun Jin nodded: "She has a grudge against Consort Zheng, and I also have a grudge against Consort Zheng. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."

Dongxue hesitated for a moment: "Miss, the Crown Princess is now disheartened and indifferent to worldly affairs, so she may not be willing to see you."

Yun Jin turned around and looked at her, her gaze calm but firm: "Trying is better than not trying. Help me pass in a note. If we can't get her to come out, we'll think of something else."

Dongxue responded and turned to leave.