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

Lin Jiangyu rolled her eyes at Lin Jiangxing. "I'm just worried about you. Don't be ungrateful."

Lin Jiangxing scratched his head in frustration. "Big brother, your brain wasn't born that good-looking. Please, I beg you, use it!"

Lin Jiangyu was furious after being scolded by his younger brother. "Lin Jiangxing, don't you know what's good for you? I was worried about you, and I did something wrong?"

Lin Jiangxing's response was to turn around and walk away with a limp. He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would really be driven crazy with anger.

Seeing his second brother leave, Lin Jiangyu snorted angrily and had someone help him to Han's courtyard.

Today, Chu Mochen took his men hunting outside the city. When he returned to the city, he heard that Madam Han and his wife were fighting.

The key point is that by the time the news reached Chu Mochen's ears, it had become increasingly exaggerated, and it had spread to the point that the Han family had beaten Lin Yanran to death.

Startled, Chu Mochen rushed straight to the Princess's residence without even changing his clothes.

Chu Mochen met his second son, Chu Yunheng, who was rushing over, at the entrance of the Princess's residence. The two exchanged a glance and then walked inside one after the other.

Chu Mochen's mind was in turmoil. One moment he was angry, the next he was thinking about what would happen to their relationship with his brother-in-law if something really happened to his wife.

Can their Marquis's mansion stand up to Lin Fengyu now? Should he agree to his brother-in-law's terms when the time comes?

Seeing that his father remained silent, Chu Yunheng spoke up to comfort him, "Father, don't worry. I've asked the imperial physician. Mother is fine; she just got a minor injury to her hand from hitting someone."

As soon as Chu Yunheng finished speaking, Chu Mochen immediately turned around and stared at him, asking, "What did you say?"

Chu Yunheng was also confused. "Huh?"

Chu Mochen stared at Chu Yunheng, composed himself, and asked, "Who did you ask?"

"I asked my good friend Li Kangping! He's now a minor official in the Hanlin Academy, along with my wife, elder brother Kong Shaojie, and me."

So as soon as I heard that my mother had an accident, I immediately asked him to help me find out more.

If Chu Yunheng didn't know that his mother was alright, why would he waste his breath talking to his father here?

As soon as Chu Yunheng finished speaking, Chu Mochen slapped him on the head.

He looked at his father, completely bewildered. "Why did you hit me?"

"Slip of the hand!" Chu Mochen said, ignoring the guy who had the news but didn't say it, and quickly walked forward.

Chu Yunheng...

When Chu Mochen and his son Chu Yunheng arrived at the Princess's courtyard, Chu Yunxuan had just returned from tidying up the brothers Lin Jiangyu and Lin Jiangxing, and was chatting with the Princess and Lin the Prince Consort.

When Chu Yunxuan saw Chu Mochen arrive, he still stood up and bowed respectfully.

It doesn't matter if the father and son fight to the death in the Marquis's mansion, but once they leave the mansion, they still need to maintain the proper fatherly love and filial piety, otherwise others will take advantage of their situation.

Seeing his wife sitting smilingly beside her unfilial son, Chu Mochen felt a sense of relief. He didn't have to choose between affection and interests, which was truly wonderful.

Chu Mochen bowed to the Princess and Consort Lin, saying, "Greetings, Mother and Father."

Lin, the imperial son-in-law, only gave a cold snort.

Out of consideration for her daughter, the eldest princess still asked him to get up and sit down.

Just as Chu Mochen was about to sit down next to his wife, he found that Chu Yunxuan and Chu Yunheng, those two brats, were already sitting on either side of Lin Yanran.

Chu Mochen, not wanting to cause trouble for his son in front of the Princess and Consort Lin, simply found a seat and sat down.

As soon as Chu Mochen sat down, he heard his sharp-tongued father-in-law start picking a fight, "The old Marquis is living a good life, isn't he? He spends his days either drinking, listening to operas, or going hunting."

Chu Mochen replied with a shameless smile, "I don't deserve to be called 'Old Marquis' by my father-in-law. You can just call me Chen'er."

The only response Chu Mochen received was a cold snort from the Imperial Son-in-Law.

Chu Mochen didn't mind, and instead gave Lin Fuma a well-behaved smile.

If he had taken his father-in-law's attitude to heart, he would have been furious long ago. He wouldn't stoop to the level of a little old man with powerful connections.

Chu Mochen turned to look at Lin Yanran and asked, "Is Madam feeling unwell anywhere, such as dizziness or nausea?"

As Chu Mochen spoke, he also gave Lin Yanran a meaningful look.

Lin Yanran received a look from Chu Mochen, but she chose to pretend she didn't see it.

After all, Han was already seriously injured. Even if she was going to die, it couldn't be because she was forced to her death, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble in the future!

Lin Yanran casually replied, "Don't worry, I'm fine, my hand just hurts a little."

Chu Mochen, who had hoped to gain some advantage from this, could only weakly say, "It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright!"

The Princess and Consort Lin both noticed Chu Mochen's subtle actions.

The eldest princess didn't care. With her status, no amount of scheming would work in front of her; everything depended on her willingness.

Lin, the imperial son-in-law, snorted gloatingly, but he was still quite pleased, at least now his daughter was no longer listening to Chu Mochen.

Then the atmosphere in the room became awkward. Fortunately, at that moment, a servant reported that Gu Siming, the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo, had arrived.

So when Gu Siming arrived, he saw everyone in the room staring at him. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Greetings, Grandmother; greetings, Grandfather."

Since Lin Fuma disliked Chu Mochen, he also disliked Gu Siming, so Gu Siming also received a cold snort from Lin Fuma.

Gu Siming, not knowing what he had done to displease his grandfather, blushed deeply. "Grandfather!"

The eldest princess stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Your grandfather has a sore throat, it's not directed at you, don't overthink it."

Before Lin, the Imperial Son-in-Law, could say anything more, the Princess glared at him, signaling him not to cause trouble for his granddaughter.

Forced by the power of his princess, Prince Consort Lin reluctantly remained silent.

Gu Siming repeatedly said, "I wouldn't dare!"

Compared to the seasoned veteran Chu Mochen, Lin Fuma suddenly realized that he preferred Chu Mochen a little more, if he had to choose between the two.

Gu Siming sat down before noticing Lin Jiangzhuo's face. He was startled and immediately stood up. "Madam, what happened to your face?"

Lin Yanran quickly spoke up to explain, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I had a little conflict with the Princess Consort, and my silly son Zhuo'er stepped in to break it up and got caught in the crossfire."

"This is something my wife and I have wronged her about. We'll send this silly child some gifts to make it up to her."

Lin Jiangzhuo's eyes reddened again when he heard his aunt say that.

Lin Yanran quickly comforted Lin Jiangzhuo, "You silly child, don't cry! Auntie's hands are like this, I can't wipe your tears."

"Your mother and I were wrong about this. You need to take good care of your injury."

The eldest princess quickly echoed Lin Yanran's words, "Yes, your aunt is right. When the time comes, Grandmother will scold your aunt and mother for fighting at their advanced age."