Transmigration into a Book: My Lord, Your Wife Has Taken Another Concubine for You

Chu Yunxuan's words nearly made Chu Mochen jump up in anger. "How dare you!"

"Father, you'd better think carefully about how you spoke to your son, or I'll personally send those two little bastards on their way right now."

Chu Mochen wanted to angrily retort, "You dare?"

But looking into his eldest son's serious eyes, Chu Mochen realized for the first time how ruthless his son could be.

Upon realizing this, Chu Mochen's anger vanished completely, and he burst into laughter. "As expected, the palace is the best place to raise people. You truly are a good son to your father."

Chu Yunxuan was not surprised at all by his father's reaction. He knew from his past life that this so-called father preferred ruthless children.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't realize what was happening in his past life, he would have suffered quite a bit at the hands of that little bastard.

After Chu Mochen finished laughing to himself, he said to his eldest son, "Don't worry, as long as you are good enough, you can do whatever you want with your younger brothers and sisters."

Furthermore, you should not interfere in matters concerning my family's affairs.

It's inappropriate for you, as the son, to interfere.

After Chu Mochen finished speaking, seeing that Chu Yunxuan smiled but did not agree, he added helplessly, "Your mother won't be bullied, and there are your maternal grandfather and the others too!"

Can't you see that the person lying in bed right now is your father?

As a middle-aged man, I just want to take a few concubines; I don't really love women who are willing to be mistresses.

"They pose no threat to your and your children's status, so what are you worried about?"

Chu Yunxuan thought that his mother had just told him that she had agreed to let that concubine's son into the household.

He looked into Chu Mochen's eyes and emphasized earnestly, "The women you take in must not anger your mother. I only ask one thing: they must not fight back when hit or talk back when scolded."

"You are truly a good son to your mother, never forgetting to consider her feelings in every word. But you are overthinking it; she is merely a concubine, who would dare to disrespect the mistress!"

Besides, your mother's status is that of a princess personally appointed by the royal family.

"Let alone beating or scolding a few concubines, even if they were to beat or scold their own father, the imperial court would probably only impose a fine of two months' monthly interest."

After the incident where the eldest princess beat him up, Chu Mochen finally saw through the biased nature of the royal family.

At this moment, Chu Mochen still felt some affection for the original owner of the body. In his previous life, he was so tough, mainly because he had wanted to take a concubine for many years but could not.

The original owner was the culprit who prevented him from having multiple mistresses. In this life, the original owner discovered the mistress early, and Lin Yanran agreed to Chu Mochen taking a concubine.

He didn't harbor as much resentment or sullenness, so of course his thoughts were different.

Chu Yunxuan didn't say whether he believed Chu Mochen's words or not. He stood up, patted his clothes in a serious manner, and bowed respectfully.

"Then Father, take good care of your injuries. Your son will go to the inner courtyard to have a meal with Mother."

Chu Mochen waved his hand impatiently, "Get lost!"

Watching his eldest son's departing figure, Chu Mochen muttered to himself, "He who hunts geese all day long will eventually have his eyes pecked out by one!"

Chu Yunxuan left his father Chu Mochen's courtyard and headed excitedly toward the main courtyard where Lin Yanran lived.

Qian Duo, who was standing next to Chu Yunxuan, whispered a reminder, "Young Master, you haven't gone to pay your respects to Old Madam Hou yet!"

Chu Yunxuan, who was in a good mood, paused abruptly upon hearing the reminder from the person beside him. He could only turn around and head towards the courtyard where Old Madam Hou lived.

Chu Yunxuan didn't have a good impression of this grandmother either. His mother was gone in his previous life, and he was out there making his own way in the world.

The younger brother, Hengge'er, was alone in the mansion. His grandmother turned a blind eye to his plight and only doted on the children of the second branch of the family.

As a result, Hengge'er was tricked by that mistress and lost a leg. He followed his mother in death a few years later.

Thinking of all this, Chu Yunxuan felt an equal and indignant anger towards everyone in the Marquis's mansion.

When Chu Yunxuan arrived at Madam Hou's Deyuan Courtyard, Madam Hou was already waiting for him.

As soon as she saw him, Madam Xie, the matriarch of the Hou family, immediately went up to greet him warmly and reached out to help Chu Yunxuan, who was about to bow, saying, "Brother Xuan is back. Let your grandmother see if he has lost weight."

"Grandmother, your grandson is back." Chu Yunxuan's face was full of smiles, but there was no real joy in his eyes.

Old Madam Hou held Chu Yunxuan's hand and warmly invited him to stay, "Have lunch here at Grandma's. Grandma has had your favorite dishes prepared. We'll also have your second uncle's son, Yu'er, come over. You brothers are about the same age, so you'll definitely have things to talk about."

When Chu Yunxuan heard his grandmother mention his brother from another branch of the family, his smile remained unchanged; he simply calmly withdrew his hand from Old Madam Hou's grasp.

"Grandson will come to have dinner with you later. When I was with Father earlier, he asked me to have dinner with Mother and coax her well so that my younger siblings could come to the mansion."

Chu Yunxuan didn't want to have his first meal back at the manor with unrelated people, so the blame would fall on his fearless father.

When Madam Hou heard Chu Yunxuan say this, her disappointment was palpable, but she couldn't very well contradict her son. "Then come and have dinner with your grandmother tonight. Your grandmother will cook your favorite dishes for dinner."

"Grandson will listen to his grandmother," Chu Yunxuan said perfunctorily, though his mind was elsewhere.

Madam Hou did not understand Chu Yunxuan's perfunctory tone; on the contrary, she was overjoyed to hear her eldest grandson say that.

Madam Hou then enthusiastically took Chu Yunxuan's hand and began to ask him in detail about his time as a companion in the palace.

Chu Yunxuan picked out some trivial but interesting things to tell Old Madam Hou. Having lived an extra life, it was very easy for Chu Yunxuan to coax Old Madam Hou.

Madam Hou then told Chu Yunxuan about how Chu Mochen had been whipped by the Eldest Princess for keeping a mistress, implying that she still felt the Eldest Princess had gone too far.

Although Chu Yunxuan maintained a smile throughout, he was already quite impatient inside.

Chu Yunxuan waited patiently until Madam Xie finished her nagging before he stood up and bowed, saying, "Grandmother, it's getting late. I'll take my leave now and come back to keep you company at dinner."

Old Madam Hou hadn't actually finished speaking, but since her eldest grandson had said so, she wouldn't refuse him.

"When people get old, they start nagging and it never ends. For a moment, I even forgot about the time. You should go and get busy!"

While waiting for dinner, my grandson and I will chat some more.

Chu Yunxuan then bowed respectfully again before leaving.

As she watched her eldest grandson's departing figure, Madam Xie, the matriarch of the Hou family, complained to her head maid, Ruyue, "No wonder he has royal blood flowing through his veins; he can't be warmed up."

Ruyue could only advise, "This shows that the young master values ​​relationships, which is a good thing."

Even though Ruyue was Madam Hou's person, she couldn't say that it was right for the Marquis to keep a mistress.

What decent family would keep a mistress outside the marriage? This is simply putting the wife's face on the ground and trampling on it.

In an ordinary family, even the matriarch's family would be angry, let alone the royal family!