Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 416 Luo Yuheng's Scheme (6,000 words)
Crash.

A light rain began to fall from the sky.

Spring rain is always like this, drizzling and fine as cow's hair.

The moonlight had faded, and the lanterns shone even brighter, reflecting the raindrops and drawing thin lines in the air like beaded curtains. In the courtyard of the governor's mansion, the wind rustled the flames in the lanterns, and some raindrops were blown by the wind, landing on my face, cool and refreshing.

"I want to marry Tianyi, please grant my request, Mother."

If you like something, you like it; there's nothing wrong with admitting it.

Song Yan bent over, maintaining this posture.

The sound still echoed quietly in the night.

Luo Yuheng smiled slightly as he looked at Song Yan, his gaze occasionally drifting to the area behind Song Yan... There was a tree there, its branches swaying gently, its tender buds fluttering, whether from the night breeze or something else.

You brat, you think you've hidden it well, don't you?
Over the years, she couldn't remember how many times she had worried about her marriage. This girl, on the other hand, seemed carefree. All the promising young men she had finally found were scared away by the gleaming sword in her hand. Some even went so far as to confess that they liked married women, already had a lover, and were pregnant.

Every time Luo Yuheng thought about these things, he felt an itch in his teeth. Look how scared he had scared them. What a terrible thing.

But this is already considered good; whether she likes it or not, at least she can come out to see me. Sometimes, when I nag her, she'll hide. And she always hides behind a tree… Does that brat Tianyi think I'm blind? Does she really think I can't see?

So, there are six siblings... Luo Qingyi and Luo Caiyi are the most similar in appearance.

Luo Tianchu and Luo Tianquan are also the most similar in terms of their shrewdness and cunning.

Luo Tianyi is most similar to Luo Tianyang in terms of mind.

But soon, the image of Luo Tianyang scratching his head and smiling foolishly flashed into her mind again, and Luo Yuheng felt a little guilty. Was it a bit too much to belittle her own daughter like that?

Well, Luo Tianyi is still a little smarter than Luo Tianyang... by only a tiny bit.

Thinking this, Luo Yuheng glared at the place behind Song Yan and saw that familiar figure suddenly shrink back, revealing two shoulders on either side of the tree that was as thick as a bowl. Luo Yuheng's lips twitched. This girl probably thought that as long as the tree covered her face and blocked her eyes, she couldn't see him, and he couldn't see her either.

This girl's biological mother was a very intelligent imperial concubine in the palace. How could her daughter be so special?
Could it be that there's something wrong with my parenting style?
Luo Yuheng fell into deep self-doubt. Seeing that Song Yan was still bowing and pleading, he shook his head and said, "Yan'er, I've said it before, there aren't that many rules in our family."

Even so, Luo Yuheng was still quite happy that Song Yan still treated her with such respect and deference. After all, Song Yan was no longer the pitiful little thing in the Duke of Song's mansion that anyone could bully.

In less than a year, Song Yan had fully matured. He was the unique Marquis of Champion, the Prefect of Pingyang, a hero who could suppress Japanese pirates and slaughter the Jurchens, and a general with tens of thousands of soldiers under his command.

He no longer needed the protection of the Luo family, or even the entire royal family.

On the contrary, the current royal family relies more on Song Yan's power.

But no matter how her identity, status, or power changed, Song Yan still cared a lot about her opinions and views.

Seeing the lingering unease in Song Yan's eyes, Luo Yuheng found it amusing and laughed heartily. He stood up, walked over to Song Yan, stood on tiptoe, and patted Song Yan's head: "Are you stupid?"

"Back then, when you married Tianxuan, although it was because Tianxuan was unwell and not suitable to appear in public, I still had Tianyi stand in for her sister to perform the wedding ceremony with you. Don't you understand my intentions?"

"Of these girls, I feel most sorry for Tianxuan. She has suffered too much since she was a child because of tuberculosis."

"My biggest worry is Tianyi. I feel like I'm going to get several more wrinkles on my face because of her marriage."

Song Yan chuckled foolishly: "Mother isn't old at all, she's still young. I haven't seen any wrinkles or anything like that."

This is true.

Hua Lianyue is already considered to have mastered the art of preserving her youthful appearance.

Luo Yuheng's account was even more exaggerated.

Despite her mature charm and graceful, full figure, she possesses the allure of a beautiful woman. Yet, time has truly left no trace on her; her cheeks are delicate, and her skin is smooth and fair—it would be no exaggeration to say that it is flawless.

As for wrinkles, they have never appeared on her face.

If Luo Yuheng hadn't shown absolutely no fluctuation of internal energy, Song Yan would have even suspected that his mother-in-law might be a Grandmaster-level super expert who was eternally youthful.

Upon hearing Song Yan's words, Luo Yuheng was startled. Her gaze drifted to the side, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at Song Yan fiercely. This kid has no manners.

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Luo Yuheng coughed loudly, then covered up his slight embarrassment: "Anyway, when you first entered the Luo family, I thought you were a good son-in-law, so I thought that if the marriage to bring good luck failed and Tianxuan was ultimately not saved, you would remarry Tianyi."

"In that case, it can't be said that my Luo family has wronged you."

"Tianyi's marriage can be considered settled."

"As it turns out, my judgment was indeed correct. Tianxuan has been cured by you, which is naturally a very good thing. However, I will no longer bring up the original arrangements for Tianyi."

"Now that you've also taken a liking to Tianyi, I naturally won't object."

"Of course, you must not neglect Tianxuan because of Tianyi. Tianxuan has already suffered enough in this life. Also, this matter must be agreed to by Tianyi herself. You cannot force her."

Song Yan was speechless. I need to have the means to force him, right?

One is a ninth-rank martial artist, and the other is a sixth-rank noob.

Who is forcing whom?

At this moment, Luo Yuheng was like a worried old mother, nagging and instructing, as if she was afraid that if Song Yan did something wrong, he would not only fail to marry Luo Tianyi, but also displease his sister, which would be a terrible disaster.

"Before the official marriage, you two must behave yourselves and not do anything bad. Also, this matter must be told to Tianxuan, and Tianxuan must agree."

"No matter what, Tianxuan is the legal wife, the first wife. Although it is the first wife's duty to take a concubine for her husband, she must inform him in advance. This is the respect due to the first wife."

It might sound absurd for a wife to find concubines for her husband, but it was perfectly normal in that era. In fact, in wealthy and powerful families, if the first wife found too few or not good enough concubines for her husband, she might even be accused of being jealous.

"Oh, right." Luo Yuheng seemed to have thought of something, and stretched out a slender, white finger to poke Song Yan's forehead: "My family only has four daughters, and you have already ruined two of them. You are not allowed to have designs on Qingyi and Caiyi anymore. You can't ruin them all."

A black line appeared on Song Yan's forehead.

Look at what you're saying! What do you mean by "harm"? How awful! You might as well say "ruin," that would be more straightforward.

Besides, Luo Qingyi and Luo Caiyi are two little girls, only eleven years old this year... Do we really have to be so beastly?
Eleven years old—let alone in modern society, even in ancient times, that's pretty amazing, right?
Luo Yuheng kept talking, and Song Yan listened quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Yuheng seemed to be feeling tired. He stretched lazily and yawned, "Alright, let's talk about the specific arrangements tomorrow. You're tired today, so go back and get some rest."

Nodding, Song Yan then left.

Luo Yuheng stood at the doorway, a faint smile on her lips, silently watching Song Yan's back until she completely disappeared into the darkness. Luo Yuheng slowly closed the door, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

She walked to the table and sat down, stretching out her arms and resting her head on the table, her expression becoming somewhat distressed.

She dislikes scheming.

Whether in the past or present, she prefers to live openly and honestly, and dislikes the filth of backstabbing and deceit.

Luo Yuheng felt that living like that was too tiring and would shorten his lifespan.

Even someone like her, now has to start scheming, and the person she's scheming against is her most beloved son-in-law.

Tianxuan and Tianyi should be able to hold Yan'er's heart, right?

Because of the excessive medication she took since childhood, Tianxuan's health was damaged, making it difficult for her to conceive. Luo Yuheng could sense that Song Yan was very fond of Tianxuan... But, a woman always needs a child to rely on, right? Even if Song Yan likes Tianxuan now, what about the future? What about ten years later? Twenty years later? In this era where continuing the family line is extremely important, and filial impiety is considered the greatest of the three unfilial acts, how long can a wife without children enjoy his favor?

If Tianyi is added, it should be possible to leave Song Yan with a child.

Children are a burden.

Song Yan will have many women. If Tianxuan and Tianyi can support each other, they should always have a place in Yan'er's inner quarters.

Luo Yuheng laughed self-deprecatingly. She had a strong feeling of self-loathing, thinking that she might really be a bad woman.

She knew such methods were somewhat shameless, but she wanted to bind Song Yan firmly to the Luo family, keeping her by her side; the family simply didn't want to be separated. To be honest, two princesses marrying the same person was somewhat undignified, but what right did the current Ning Kingdom and the current Luo family have to care about such things? All she wanted was to preserve the Luo family bloodline as much as possible, and to ensure that the person she cared about survived. Fortunately, Yan'er had taken a liking to Tianyi. She had long sensed that Tianyi seemed to have some ambiguous feelings for her brother-in-law, and the two of them being together was a good match; otherwise, it would have been a disaster.

She lay limply on the table, her beautiful face sometimes contorted in pain, sometimes struggling, and sometimes revealing some indescribable emotions. No one knew what Luo Yuheng was really thinking.

The tree swayed slightly.

The leaves rustled.

As soon as Song Yan left Luo Yuheng's bedroom, she looked up and saw nothing behind the tree; perhaps it was just the wind blowing.

The drizzle pattered on my face and body, but it didn't even wet my clothes. However, the coolness seeped into my clothes through the gaps in the fabric.

Chilly.

Song Yan's body trembled slightly, as if a chill ran down his spine.

Shrugging his shoulders, Song Yan hurried towards the bedroom.

From a distance, you can see the lights on in the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, Song Yan saw Luo Tianxuan sitting quietly at the table, her fair hand supporting her chin, her eyelids drooping. She was obviously a little sleepy, but had not fallen asleep. Song Yan quickly closed the door, but a cool breeze still blew into the room. Luo Tianxuan's long eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

Upon seeing Song Yan, who had just returned from outside, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face. For some reason, Song Yan felt that Luo Tianxuan's smile was very beautiful and comforting, as if it possessed an indescribable magic that could effortlessly dissolve all the repression and anxiety in her heart and smooth out the wrinkles in her heart.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm not too sleepy." Luo Tianxuan told a little lie, walked behind Song Yan, and pressed her slender fingers on Song Yan's shoulders to relax his stiff bones and muscles: "Did Mother say something to my husband when she kept him here?"

"I asked about Emperor Ninghe. After all, he is her brother. Although we haven't seen each other for a long time, our relationship hasn't become distant. Also..." Song Yan's expression suddenly became a little awkward. The shame of being caught cheating seemed to have become even stronger. He pursed his lips and decided to tell the truth, so he began to talk about Tianyi.

I thought Luo Tianxuan would be angry, but to my surprise, Luo Tianxuan's face remained as gentle as ever. She just smiled and said, "Oh, so that's what it is. When you came back that night, I noticed that Tianyi's mood was a bit off, so I went to talk to Tianyi in the middle of the night. Tianyi has already told me everything."

Song Yan was stunned. She was still awkwardly wondering how to broach the subject when Luo Tianyi had already confessed. But thinking about it, it made sense. Given Tianyi's personality and intelligence, these secrets wouldn't stay hidden from Tianxuan for long.

Her slender fingers gently caressed Song Yan's cheek, her pinky finger twirling a strand of hair, releasing it, then twirling it again, as if she had found a fun toy: "I agree to this."

"Husband, you don't need to worry about anything. This is what I, as your wife, should do. Tomorrow I will discuss the specific arrangements with my mother."

"I'll have a good talk with Tianyi tonight too."

Song Yan felt a pang of emotion. Such an understanding wife could probably only exist in ancient times, right? No, even in ancient times, wives like Luo Tianxuan were probably rare.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around Luo Tianxuan's slender waist.

Unexpectedly, Luo Tianxuan turned around lightly and escaped from Song Yan's grasp, with a charming smile on her face: "I'm afraid it won't work today. My husband hasn't been back for a long time. Don't neglect Sister Banxia and Siyao."

As she spoke, Luo Tianxuan pulled Song Yan up from the chair and pushed him out the door.

It wasn't until she stepped out of the room and felt the cool breeze on her face that Song Yan realized what had happened. Her expression turned strange, wondering if this meant she had been kicked out of her home.

With a smile, Song Yan lifted her foot and walked to the left.

Inside the bedroom, only Luo Tianxuan remained, happily making plans.

Luo Tianxuan was naturally overjoyed about her husband and Tianyi's relationship. The two sisters had been very close since childhood. She especially remembered that when they were very young, Tianyi would even tug at her sleeve and say that if they married the same person in the future, they would never be separated for the rest of their lives.

I thought it was just a childhood joke, but who would have thought it would actually come true now?

Since we're going to arrange the wedding anyway, why not take this opportunity to resolve everything?
Luo Tianxuan then began to think about it seriously.

Nakhtoya had to enter, since the imperial decree had already been issued. If she disobeyed the decree, she would be slapping Emperor Ninghe in the face, which would not be good.

The same goes for Sister Lianyue. After all, she is a grandmaster-level expert and the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Although Sister Lianyue doesn't care much about these things, she absolutely cannot slack off on her side.

Banxia was one of the first people to stay by her husband's side. Her feelings for him were no less than her own, and she also needed a formal title.

Although Yang Siyao and her husband's initial conflict stemmed from a dispute over interests, as the saying goes, feelings can develop over time. After spending so much time together, it's time to give an explanation... Moreover, Siyao is not just a concubine to her husband; he often relies on her help with many things.

Sister Bu Yu... well, although she's a widow, she's a nice person. She's not like Fang Lingyue or Fang Lingyu, who run around with a baby. So Luo Tianxuan didn't care too much. After all, widows are still quite popular these days, especially women who have given birth. Sister Bu Yu doesn't have any children, but she's got a good figure and looks. It's just that it seems like they haven't broken through that barrier yet. If it doesn't work out, they'll just have to wait a bit.

Ziyu... This woman is still in the probationary period, so we'll leave that aside.

Fang Wanlin... She roughly knew what she was supposed to do, but her husband didn't seem to have any such intentions, so she decided to put it aside for now. Besides, she also wanted to see if Fang Wanlin was the same kind of person as Fang Lingyue and Fang Lingyu. Right now, she was a bit overwhelmed by the women of the Fang family.

Luo Tianxuan counted on her fingers, and only then did she realize with surprise that her husband had so many outstanding women around him without her noticing.

She smiled softly.

fair enough.

Even if she herself cannot have children, her husband will still have many children and grandchildren in the future.

It's a pity that Qingyi and Caiyi are too young. My husband isn't interested in girls who are too young, otherwise he really would have liked them... People are always greedy. Even knowing it's impossible, they still want their family to live together in harmony and never be separated.

Suddenly, Luo Tianxuan raised her hand and patted her forehead. She had almost forgotten something very important. She still needed to talk to Tianyi beforehand. Otherwise, if her mother asked and her second sister refused out of shyness, it would be troublesome... Thinking this, Luo Tianxuan quickly got up.

……

On the other side, Song Yan had already arrived in front of a bedroom.

The candlelight was still burning.

The flickering flames illuminated a familiar figure, gently swaying on the window paper.

Knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Gu Banxia's voice came from inside the house.

"it's me."

With a creak, the door was immediately pulled open.

Gu Banxia's familiar beautiful face and full, voluptuous figure immediately appeared before him, and a hint of joy was hidden in her beautiful eyes: "Young Master has arrived."

In fact, Song Yan is now considered the head of the family. Gu Banxia should probably address him as "Master"... but since Luo Yuheng is above him, and Song Yan is still too young, calling him "Master" is somewhat inappropriate.

Having not seen each other for over two months, Gu Banxia missed him dearly, and she could barely suppress her smile. However, as if thinking of something, her eyes suddenly turned strange: "Young Master, I'm not feeling well today... perhaps you could go to Siyao's place..."

Is your body not feeling well?
Could it be a relative coming to visit?

This was Song Yan's first thought.

But it seems like Gu Banxia's relatives weren't visiting these past few days, right?

Looking at Gu Banxia's expression, Song Yan quickly understood. She probably felt Yang Siyao was quite tired lately, and since he had just returned, she wanted him to spend some time with her. Song Yan chuckled. Even in ancient times, with multiple wives and concubines, from imperial concubines to wealthy merchants' wives, which woman didn't want to enjoy her husband's exclusive favor? But here, every woman seemed to want to push him towards another woman.

Song Yan was naturally pleased that the women in the inner quarters were so harmonious.

But I always feel like I'm being neglected.

With a chuckle, Song Yan didn't care about anything else. He suddenly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Gu Banxia's slender waist. Beneath his palm was an amazing smoothness and delicacy, as well as an irresistible elasticity.

With a slight pull, and with a gasp from Gu Banxia, ​​Song Yan pulled her voluptuous body into his arms.

"Shall we go find Siyao?"

"Perfect timing, let's go together!"

(End of this chapter)