The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

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Langhua's heart stirred slightly.

I couldn't help but think of Bai, Gu Tingye's biological mother in the original story.

No way?

Is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Her moment of distraction was interpreted in a completely different way by Zhou Wanru.

Zhou Wanru immediately tensed up, grabbing her hand and firing off a barrage of questions: "What's wrong? Will it really bother you? If it really will implicate you, then I'll stand my ground and not let it go. As long as I'm alive, he won't succeed!"

Langhua then came to her senses and quickly comforted her with a smile.

"Auntie, what are you thinking? How could that be? Marriage between a man and a woman is a matter of mutual consent. As long as my eldest brother has made up his mind, and my uncle and aunt, as his parents, are willing, even if the emperor himself came, he couldn't say anything. As long as there's no intention to exploit the family line, what does it matter whether he marries into the family or not? It's all normal marriage, and it doesn't bother anyone else."

Hearing her confident tone, Zhou Wanru finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying, "That's good, that's good. I knew it! Marriage is a personal matter; if you're happy behind closed doors, that's all that matters. It's no one else's place to interfere."

At this point, she suddenly straightened her back, as if afraid Langhua wouldn't believe her, and solemnly added, "But don't worry, your aunt isn't that heartless. If I really agree to him becoming a live-in son-in-law, I will absolutely not allow him to take advantage of someone else's only daughter or treat their family property as his own. If it's truly a case of mutual affection and the young couple lives a good life together, then that's fine. But if he dares to harbor even the slightest ulterior motive..."

She raised her hand and made a twisting motion towards his ear, gritting her teeth as she said, "I'll break that brat's legs!"

Langhua couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that Auntie is clearly willing in her heart too."

Zhou Wanru was taken aback, and Wang Rucheng slowly interjected, "It's not that she doesn't want to. She's just all talk. In fact, she's been looking forward to having a grandchild for many years, preferably a granddaughter, who would call her 'Grandma' in a sweet voice. That would make her so happy she wouldn't know what to do with herself."

"But the term 'marrying into the family' doesn't sound good. Besides, if things really come to a head, the young couple will most likely have to live in Yangzhou. Sichuan is thousands of miles away from Yangzhou, and they won't see each other for years on end, so she'll naturally feel uneasy."

Zhou Wanru immediately turned her head and glared at him.

"Why are you telling the child these things!"

Fearing Langhua might overthink things, she quickly clarified her position: "I simply haven't made up my mind. In ordinary marriages, parents usually meet and have a chat, let alone when it's a son-in-law move in. And that brat is heartless; he only writes a letter home every two months, and it's barely a few lines long. Last time was even worse—for such a big matter, he only mentioned one sentence: 'What? Mother, there's a salt merchant named Bai, with a fortune of ten thousand taels of gold, who wants to marry me. What do you think, Mother?' That was it! Tell me, shouldn't he be punished?! I spent the whole night thinking about that one line, which is barely twenty characters long, and couldn't sleep!"

She not only memorized it, but she could also recite it backwards!

"That's when I thought, since we're already in the capital, this is a good opportunity to call that unreliable guy back. We can have a frank talk and see things clearly. If it's truly a good match, then let him marry into the family. I'll accept it. After all, our children and grandchildren will have their own lives to live. I can't control him now, let alone in the future!"

Langhua's eyes lit up, and she replied, "In that case, since Uncle and Aunt are here, they shouldn't leave, okay?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

Langhua simply blurted out everything she had planned to say.

"My older brother and I have already found a house we like. We are just waiting for our uncle and aunt to come, see it in person, and give their approval before we can sign the contract and buy it."

"My second brother will be taking the imperial examination next year, and he can't keep living outside. I'm getting married next year, and my uncle and aunt will be staying with me for a whole year... Besides, since I was adopted, I should be getting married from my own home."

At this point, her voice suddenly lowered, but her eyes softened even more: "When...when I can have a son or daughter in the future, I still want my aunt to teach me how to take care of those soft little babies."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanru and Wang Rucheng fell silent.

Wang Shi'an also blinked unconsciously.

Taking care of the third aunt's little baby... just thinking about that scene is heartwarming.

Zhou Wanru still tried to defend herself, saying, "You child, how come you're getting older but acting like a child? You speak so recklessly, you're not even married yet and you're already talking about having children..."

But the look of interest in her eyes was quite obvious.

She exchanged a glance with Wang Rucheng.

The two of them made up their minds at the same time.

Leave.

They must stay.

The words may be rough, but the principle is sound. Their third wife is so young and so good. This is her first time getting married. When she gives birth to a son or daughter, it will be her first time becoming a mother. How can she not have her own family members by her side to take care of her?

Just thinking about leaving San Niang here alone to get pregnant and give birth made her panic!

"Where is the house? Take us to see it tomorrow."

Langhua was overjoyed; her eldest cousin's idea was brilliant!

When she returned to Zhaoshui Pavilion, the smile on her face had not yet faded.

It was at this moment that a palace maid brought in a letter and respectfully handed it to Shangyi.

They said it was sent from the palace today.

Upon hearing this, Langhua's smile deepened even further.

Thank you.

She took the letter, turned and went into the inner room, where she opened it.

As expected, it was a letter from Zhao Zhen.

In his letter, he first asked her if she had seen her uncle and aunt whom she hadn't seen for many years and if her wish had been fulfilled. He then asked if she had cried, and if she had, he urged her not to cry too much, otherwise he, in the palace, might also feel distressed.

Between the lines, there is tender affection, yet also an undeniable smile and gentleness.

As Langhua watched, her gaze softened little by little.

She laid out paper, ground ink, and picked up her pen to reply.

The letter detailed her uncle and aunt's reactions when they learned she was going to marry him.

They even wrote down every single word of their aunt's comment, "How old is the official this year? He can't be some old geezer, can he?"

Thinking of how Zhao Zhen would probably chuckle when he saw these words, she couldn't help but smile herself before slowly going about her own business.