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

Lin Yanran was too lazy to pay attention to this guy who couldn't even win a fight. "Your son is right here. If you don't want to spoil him, then let him go."

Chu Mochen glanced at his wife, then at his eldest son beside him, and thought, "Never mind, I can't afford to offend either of them."

Chu Mochen awkwardly changed the subject, "Did you enjoy watching the excitement today, Madam?"

"Not bad! Lord Marquis, you really surprised me. You can't even beat a woman." Lin Yanran said, looking at the scratches on Chu Mochen's face, her smile obvious.

Chu Yunxuan listened to his mother's gloating words, and his face was full of smiles.

Seeing the mother and son with the same amused smiles on their faces, Chu Mochen could only pretend to kick Chu Yunxuan, "What are you laughing at? Go back to your studies."

Chu Yunxuan had seen the excitement, but he did have other things to do.

Chu Yunxuan then bowed and smiled as he took his leave from Lin Yanran, saying, "Mother, I will be back tonight to have dinner with you!"

Then Chu Yunxuan simply said to Chu Mochen, "Son takes his leave!" and turned to leave.

Seeing the two completely different attitudes, Chu Mochen was annoyed. "This brat is treating me differently. Is my wife talking badly about me behind my back?"

Lin Yanran made a startling statement: "Perhaps it's because I didn't give him many half-siblings!"

Chu Mochen whirled around, his eyes blazing as he glared at Lin Yanran. "What are you saying?!"

"What else could it be but the truth! If you think the scenery here is beautiful, then you can enjoy it here by yourself! I'm going back to sleep for a while longer."

After Lin Yanran finished speaking, she stood up and left in a grand procession with Wen Mei and the others.

Chu Mochen remained silent for a moment before muttering to his trusted aide, "Is Madam jealous?"

The more Chu Mochen talked, the more he realized it was true. "I knew that my wife still loves me the most."

So, the self-important Chu Mochen excitedly called out to Lin Yanran's retreating figure, "Madam, I'll dine with you in the main courtyard tonight!"

Lin Yanran didn't pay any attention to what Chu Mochen said, and left with Wen Mei without looking back.

Chu Mochen had the scratches on his face treated, and then, with his face covered in wounds, he went to Deyuan Pharmacy to pay his respects.

Chu Mochen's thought was that he needed to have a proper talk with his mother about how well he had raised his daughter.

When Chu Mochen arrived at Deyuan Courtyard, Old Madam Hou was being helped up by her servants and was leaning against the headboard while being fed medicine. Old Madam Hou saw Chu Mochen enter with scratches all over his face.

Madam Hou laughed so hard she spat out the medicine in her mouth. She was overjoyed, finally someone had disciplined this unfilial son.

However, Madam Hou's first guess was that Lin Yanran had made the arrest, since in Madam Hou's eyes, only Lin Yanran would dare to lay a hand on Chu Mochen's face.

Chu Mochen noticed the gloating on his mother's face. He bowed respectfully to Madam Hou and sat down on a stool by the window, some distance away from her.

Chu Mochen felt that ever since his mother became paralyzed, she had a certain smell about her. Now, every time he came to pay his respects, he liked to sit in this window seat.

After Chu Mochen sat down, he began the formalities, asking, "How is Mother feeling today?"

The servants around her had already cleaned up the medicine that Madam Hou had just sprayed and were continuing to feed her the medicine.

Seeing her eldest son's half-hearted concern, Madam Hou didn't even flinch, but focused intently on drinking her medicine.

The more these unfilial sons wanted her dead, the longer she wanted to live, to infuriate these heartless bastards.

Chu Mochen didn't care whether his mother paid attention to him or not; he pointed to the injury on his face as if nothing had happened.

"Mother, do you see the wound on your son's face? It was all done by your good sister, your good daughter Chu Xiyao. Now Chu Xiyao has completely offended me. From now on, if she gets into any trouble, don't expect me to stand up for her."

Upon hearing Chu Mochen's words, Old Madam Hou looked up at him in surprise, her eyes conveying only three words: "Impossible!"

Although Chu Xiyao stole some of her silver notes and jewelry despite her objections, Old Madam Hou still couldn't bring herself to do it and let her daughter fend for herself.

According to the education that Madam Hou received from childhood, women without the support of their maternal family would not have a good ending.

"Mother doesn't believe it? Of course you don't believe it. You've always been biased, biased towards your second brother and your younger sister. How could you be biased towards your son?"

Fortunately, my son has grown up now and successfully inherited the title, so he no longer needs anyone's favoritism.

Mother doesn't know what your daughter has done! Those two little brats she gave birth to went to cause trouble for Heng'er on their very first day at Zhiren Academy.

Rumors are circulating that those two brats are ingrates and disrespectful to their teachers. With those reputations, their future is in serious jeopardy.

Sure enough, the first thing the younger sister did upon hearing the rumors was to cause trouble for her son.

She thought it was her son who ordered the message to spread. Isn't that ridiculous? No matter how capable I am, it's impossible for the whole of Cangming to know about it in just one day and one night.

Ma Huai'an commands an army of 100,000. She didn't even know who else would be unhappy with her and her children's happiness, yet she dared to return to her parents' home to show off her power.

The son waited to see her fate.

Thinking of the scratches on his face, Chu Mochen said the last sentence through gritted teeth.

After listening to Chu Mochen's long speech, Old Madam Hou instinctively wanted to speak up for her daughter, but after uttering two "ahs" sounds, she came to her senses. She was now a stroke victim.

But as soon as Madam Hou understood the meaning of her son's words, she knew how dangerous the unfilial daughter's current situation was.

So Madam Hou looked at her eldest son with pleading eyes, hoping that he would remind her out of consideration for his own sister.

Having understood what Old Madam Hou meant, Chu Mochen was filled with indignation. "Hahaha, Mother, you're begging me? We're both unfilial children, yet you're begging me for that unfilial daughter!"

Over time, I almost forgot that the weight these unfilial children hold in your heart is also different.

"Mother, please take good care of yourself! Don't worry about anything else."

After Chu Mochen finished his outburst, he bowed and left.

Only a speechless Old Madam Hou remained. As for anger, for the sake of her health, Old Madam Hou constantly reminded herself not to be angry.

However, Madam Hou was also cursing in her heart, not wanting her to worry about things outside, and what did she come to tell her on purpose?

At this moment, Madam Hou once again suspected that Chu Mochen, this unfilial son, had come to tell her all this in order to anger her to death as soon as possible.

Maybe the scratch on his face wasn't done by Chu Xiyao at all, but by that shrew Lin Yanran.

Her daughter is not the kind of shrew who would lay a hand on her own brother.

Thinking this way, Madam Hou's heart gradually calmed down. There was nothing she could do if she didn't calm down; she couldn't even leave this bed, so what else could she do?

All I can do is take my medicine and eat properly every day, hoping that my condition will improve one day.