Wanjin Lady

Wen Wan narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I didn't know there was a place in this mansion that I couldn't go to. Your maid is very responsible. Let her serve you personally tomorrow."

Wei Zheng's brows darkened. He understood the whole story from Wen Wan's few words. Without waiting for the maid to kneel and plead, Wei Zheng spoke calmly, "Come here! Drag this servant away, give him twenty lashes, and then expel him from the mansion. Let everyone go to the front yard to witness the execution. This is the result of disrespecting the wife of the Marquis!"

The maid's face changed drastically, and she was about to grab Wen Wan's clothes to beg for mercy.

Wen Wan moved her lips, but before she could say anything, the maid was grabbed by Zhao Heng, and two or three other maids took her out on her left and right.

The maid's begging and crying gradually faded away. For some reason, Wen Wan felt an evil thought in her heart and turned away.

Wei Zheng pushed his wheelchair and tried to chase after him.

Wen Wan took advantage of the fact that his wheelchair was not moving fast enough and deliberately went up the stairs. Sure enough, the sound of the wheels stopped abruptly. When she turned around, she saw Wei Zheng looking at the stairs like a helpless child.

Seeing Wen Wan willing to look back at him, Wei Zheng said, "You deliberately bullied me because I couldn't walk fast, Wen Wan, you are so cruel."

Wen Wan was not fooled, "Don't use the self-torture trick."

She knows too much about black-hearted figurines!

She wanted to leave, but knowing that Wei Zheng could not cross the stairs, she couldn't bear it. She turned around, grabbed the handrail and pushed his wheelchair up. Wei Zheng took the opportunity to grab her hand.

Wen Wan pushed him away again.

"I don't know why you're angry. If you don't tell me, I won't understand and I won't be able to help you."

Wen Wan said nothing, but pushed him into the house and wiped his wet hair with a handkerchief. Her movements were a bit rough, accidentally catching a strand of Wei Zheng's hair, but Wei Zheng endured it silently.

After Wen Wan had finished venting, Wei Zheng squeezed her hand and said in a flattering tone, "My dear, I must have done something wrong to make you unhappy. Just hit me to vent your anger."

"Hit you?" Wen Wan glanced at his firm chest, "My hands are still hurting!"

"Are you angry with that maid?" Wei Zheng grabbed her wrist and asked tentatively, "But a maid shouldn't make you so angry."

Wei Zheng was confident that he had planned everything, but his wife... was really... unpredictable.

"I'm mad at myself!"

More sad than angry.

"I'm smart, capable, and self-reliant, but I still need your maid to let me into your room. I may seem extremely powerful in the Marquis' Mansion, but this power is yours, not mine. Power is something I can fight for and seize myself, so why do I have to rely on others to give it to me now?"

Wei Zheng was stunned.

"When you were a son-in-law in Ping County, you relied on my power to survive. But now that our positions have been reversed, I can't remain calm about it."

“Then I discovered my own hypocrisy again.”

"Wei Zheng..." Wen Wan pointed at her heart, a look of confusion in her eyes that was rarely seen. "I don't want to live by relying on others. I don't want to become a member of the Wei family. I don't want to lose my own name."

"But I'm powerless to change it, and you shouldn't have to endure my inexplicable anger, so... I'm confused."

Wei Zheng's dark eyes stared at her.

After a long pause, he smiled slightly, "You're sulking about this? I thought..." "Thought what?"

"I thought you were attracted to me, so I was jealous and crazy."

"I'm not that stingy." She glared at him again. "The girls in the Marquis' Mansion have nowhere better to go, so it's understandable that they want to climb up to your high position. But you... you are the culprit! You attracted bees and butterflies. You knew she had feelings for you. You saw her dressed up and flaunted her beauty for you, and yet you allowed her to serve you right up close! You gave her the opportunity!"

"My lady, you are innocent. Allow me to defend myself." Wei Zheng pulled her into his arms, and Wen Wan sat on his lap. The man's back pressed against hers, and his arms wrapped around her tightly. "I swear to God, I didn't even notice whether the person standing at the door was a man or a woman. As for you saying she was dressed up, that's just flirting with a blind man like me."

Wen Wan hummed twice and said nothing.

But he didn't plead.

Wei Zheng had clearly punished the girl severely to support her. If she begged for mercy, wouldn't the people in the Marquis' Mansion think that the future mistress was too soft-hearted?
"bother!"

"I'm sick of all the fighting in this house."

Wen Wan finally spoke her mind, "I don't want to be bullied by this. It's delaying my daily income. I'd rather be happy counting silver."

Wei Zheng chuckled softly and kissed her face. "It's my fault for letting you suffer. I know you're a carefree bird in the sky, but I still locked you up in this cage in Kyoto. Has your aunt ever made things difficult for you these days?"

"Apart from being strict with me academically, she never treated me unfairly in life. She just pretended to be a bad guy to scare me from time to time. I also pretended to be scared to satisfy my aunt."

Wei Zheng's chest was shaking. He had just taken a shower and his whole body was filled with a light and elegant fragrance, which gradually calmed Wen Wan's anxious heart.

"If my aunt hears this, she will definitely punish you severely."

"The Empress...is not a bad person. She is just trapped in the harem and is very tired, lonely, and exhausted."

When Wei Zheng heard this, his heart softened like a pool of spring water.

He pecked her earlobe and hugged her tightly. "I know you don't like the constraints of Kyoto. I've also made up my mind. After we finish dealing with my father's affairs, we will return to Tianshui Prefecture. I will be the governor and you will be the head of the winery. No one can control us. How do you think?"

Wen Wan's heart tightened.

She stared at Wei Zheng blankly, her tongue trembling, "Are you willing to give up everything in Kyoto..."

"Why not?" Wei Zheng leaned his head against her neck. "I told you before, I don't want you to suffer, sacrifice, or tolerate. I've made up my mind. If you don't despise me, I'm willing to continue to be your son-in-law in the Wen family..."

"Are you serious?" Wen Wan's breathing hitched, but she shook her head, "Empress Wei will definitely not allow it."

"Yes. Auntie..." Wei Zheng's lips tightened as he looked at the expression of the person in his arms. "So I came up with a plan. If Hun'er is allowed to inherit the Duke's Mansion, and Zhaozhao stays in the Wen family, it will be an explanation to Auntie. Auntie has always loved me, so perhaps there is room for improvement in this matter."

Wei Zheng's face darkened, "It's just... I feel like I've let my aunt down."

Wen Wan looked at Wei Zheng's expression and suddenly realized: Wei Zheng was serious!
While she was still hesitating and weighing the pros and cons, Wei Zheng walked towards her without hesitation, opened his heart, despised all glory and power, and ran towards her with a pure heart.

"But throughout history, there has never been a son of a powerful family becoming a son-in-law. If you make such a choice, I'm afraid your name will go down in history. Aren't you afraid that your colleagues will laugh at you?"

"What's so laughable about that?" Wei Zheng didn't waver like Wen Wan. "Although I used Zhao Heng's name back then, my marriage into your family was a done deal. Besides, a gentleman keeps his word, and I should be a role model for everyone!" (End of Chapter)