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Chapter 85 forced him to divorce Lin Xingyao...

After Lin Xingyao and Gu Cheng'an parted on bad terms, the Yong Prince's Mansion used many methods to try to suppress the increasingly rampant rumors.

However, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it was utterly powerless to stop the rampant spread of rumors.

Princess Yong sat in front of Lin Xingyao with a worried expression, hesitating for a long time.

She slowly asked, "Yao'er, is the matter that's been making such a fuss outside true? Tell your mother the truth."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. It was rather absurd for her, as a mother, to ask her daughter such a question.

But the rumors were so intense that she couldn't help but have her doubts.

She wasn't doubting her own daughter, but rather the rumors circulating outside were quite detailed and convincing. This reminded her of how Lin Xingyao had been so determined to marry Gu Cheng'an, and how no amount of persuasion had stopped her.

Why set the wedding date so hastily...?

Upon hearing this, Lin Xingyao's eyes flickered with a moment of panic, but she quickly calmed down, biting her lower lip tightly and looking at Princess Yong with a firm gaze.

"Mother, how could you believe those rumors? Don't you know what kind of person your daughter is? All those rumors outside are false. How can you not believe your daughter?"

We absolutely cannot admit it; no one can talk about that.

Lin Xingyao secretly tugged at Gu Cheng'an's sleeve, and Gu Cheng'an immediately understood. "Mother, please don't believe those rumors. Since Xingyao and I got married, we have been a harmonious and loving couple."

"This child is naturally mine. As for those rumors outside, we don't know which wicked bastard is spreading them maliciously to tarnish our reputation."

Princess Yong looked at the two of them and sighed softly, her eyes full of worry: "I am relieved that you two have a good relationship."

"But the whole capital is talking about it, and Yao'er's reputation is going to be ruined by these unfounded rumors. It's really hard for Mother to bear."

Princess Yong instructed, "These next few days, try to stay home as much as possible to avoid being pointed at and gossiped about by those people again."

Lin Xingyao nodded gently.

Gu Cheng'an doesn't dare to go out at all now. As soon as he goes out, people pull him aside and ask him questions, and no matter how he explains, he can't explain it clearly.

At home, Du Ruoling kept arguing with him, asking him why he had cheated on her.

He was forced to divorce Lin Xingyao...

He thought of Du Ruoling, who was still recovering from childbirth, and decided not to hold it against her. So he avoided her and spent his days drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

If Princess Yong hadn't come to visit today, he would probably still be drunk.

After Princess Yong left, Lin Xingyao slumped into a chair as if all her strength had left her, staring blankly ahead...

Meanwhile, inside the Hongmeng Academy.

The experience at the Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet still leaves Chu Ruohan with lingering fear.

This time when she entered the palace, she didn't bring Ruyan with her, which allowed Wei Qiming to easily kidnap her. If she knew martial arts, she wouldn't be afraid.

She knew that only by possessing sufficient ability could she truly protect herself.

So she made up her mind to learn kung fu.

Chu Ruohan acted on her idea immediately, ordering someone to summon Aunt Zhao to Hongmeng Courtyard as well.

Aunt Zhao rushed over, and despite the cool weather, her forehead was covered in sweat. "Young Madam," she said, "I'm so busy right now, with so many things to take care of in the mansion. Why did you call me here in such a hurry?"

Aunt Zhao is now in charge of the household affairs and is very busy. She has to make decisions on even the smallest matters in the household.

Chu Ruohan smiled slightly, "Aunt Zhao, you've worked hard."

Then, changing the subject, he said, "The reason I called you here today is to help you lose weight. By the way, you can also practice some kung fu with me so that if anything happens in the future, we'll have a way to protect ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao's eyes widened in disbelief: "What? Learn kung fu? Are you kidding me? I'm too old for that!"

As she was about to leave, Chu Ruohan grabbed her arm, saying, "You don't want to stay this fat forever!"

Aunt Zhao forced a bitter smile. She dreamed of losing weight, but her appetite had been stretched out by that poisonous woman.

I get hungry if I skip a meal, and I like oily and heavily seasoned food.

With this kind of bulk, I'm out of breath after just a couple of steps, let alone exercising...

At this moment, Song Ruyan also came out, holding a piece of paper in her hand, her face full of excitement.

"Young Madam, Aunt, I've prepared everything. Look, this is a training plan I specially designed for us."

As he spoke, he handed over the paper in his hand.

Aunt Zhao took a look and immediately gasped: "Run five kilometers on the first day and do five hundred squats? This isn't about learning kung fu, you're trying to kill me!"

Chu Ruohan's eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She wanted to learn kung fu to improve her health.

Song Ruyan's training volume was also astonishing.

Chu Ruohan still tried to remain calm, "Auntie, this does look like a lot, but as the saying goes, 'everything is difficult at the beginning.' If we grit our teeth and persevere on the first day, we'll gradually get used to it."

"Moreover, Ruyan also wanted us to achieve results quickly, which is why the arrangements were made so tightly."

Song Ruyan quickly chimed in, "Yes, Auntie, the young mistress is right. To learn kung fu well, you have to build a solid foundation. Running and squatting can not only improve your physical strength but also help you develop a stable lower body, which is very beneficial for learning kung fu."

Aunt Zhao shoved the paper into Chu Ruohan's hand, put her hands on her hips, and said irritably, "You make it sound so easy. I can't learn this skill. Young Madam, you can practice it yourself."

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Song Ruyan rushed forward, spread her arms, and blocked Aunt Zhao's way.

"I guarantee you can lose 20 pounds in ten days."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao stopped in her tracks and stared intently at Song Ruyan. "Really? Ruyan, you're not kidding me, are you?"

As she spoke, she unconsciously pinched the roll of fat around her waist.

Song Ruyan patted her chest, full of confidence.

Training began, and after only a few steps, Aunt Zhao was already panting heavily, her steps becoming heavy: "Oh dear, I can't go on, I can't go on, my legs just can't run anymore."

Although Chu Ruohan was also exhausted and her face was flushed, she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

The two women were used to a life of luxury and had never experienced such strenuous exercise, especially Aunt Zhao, who had done nothing but eat and sleep all these years.

They had barely finished running five kilometers before they were still dazed.

Song Ruyan shouted again, "Next, do squats, five hundred each, not one less."

Aunt Zhao plopped down on the ground, waving her hands repeatedly, "I can't take it anymore, this is exhausting!"

Chu Ruohan was so exhausted she could barely stand, but she forced herself to stand up and pulled Aunt Zhao along, saying, "Aunt Zhao, we can't give up halfway! Come, I'll stay with you..."

"Rest, rest for a while..."

"No, this is much easier than when I was practicing kung fu."

How could they compare to her...