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

As she lay in bed, listening to her two unfilial sons speaking ill of her, she felt that if it weren't for the sake of her sons' reputation, she would have fainted from anger again.

Who is she making such a fuss for?

Old Madam Hou turned her head to the inside of the bed and shouted angrily, "Get out of here, you two unfilial sons!"

Chu Mochen and Chu Mode exchanged a glance. Chu Mochen spoke first, "Mother, please take good care of yourself. I'll be leaving now!"

Chu Mode followed closely in his elder brother's footsteps, "Mother was angry with herself, and her son also left."

Chu Mochen and Chu Mode left one after the other, leaving Chu Moyi, the illegitimate son, kneeling alone before the old lady Hou's bed, completely bewildered.

He glanced at his two elder brothers, who had already left, then at his stepmother, whose face was turned away from the bed. After hesitating for a moment, he still chose to bow respectfully.

"Mother, please don't be angry. My eldest and second eldest brothers are the most filial, and they are definitely on your side. It's just that my sister-in-law has royal blood, so it's difficult for my eldest and second eldest brothers."

Chu Moyi offered a few words of comfort, but seeing that his stepmother had no intention of paying him any attention, he realized that she was not going to listen to him.

He kowtowed solemnly again before respectfully retreating, though his retreating figure was rather quick.

After leaving the Deyuan Courtyard of Old Madam Hou, Chu Mod caught up with Chu Mochen in a few steps:

"Brother, you can trust me. I never intended to take a spot at Zhi Ren Academy. My wife only has one son, Yu'er, so it's understandable that she's worried about him. I will guide her."

Chu Mochen looked at Chu Mode with a complicated expression for a while; he believed his second brother's words.

But ever since his second brother started vying with him for the title of Marquis, the relationship between the brothers could never be the same again.

Every time he saw his second brother and Lin Yanran, it reminded him of the terrifying situation he had faced for the sake of this title.

He was the eldest son of the Marquis's family. If he failed to inherit the title normally, he would lose not only the title, but also the speculations outsiders would have about his character and abilities.

Even if he successfully inherits the title, he still has to face his mother's boundless favoritism. She'd love to empty the entire manor for his second brother; how can he possibly accept that? How can he possibly get over it?

"I trust my second brother. Yu'er is also my nephew. If you had asked for this spot a few years ago, I definitely wouldn't have given it to a member of the clan."

"I hope my second brother will keep a close eye on his wife in the future, and prevent her from constantly instigating conflict between Mother and the Princess. Otherwise, if she angers the Princess, she'll have to bear the consequences herself."

After Chu Mochen finished speaking, he nodded expressionlessly to Chu Mode and left without hesitation.

Chu Mode stood there, watching his elder brother's departing figure, his mind filled with memories of the close bond between the two brothers when they were young.

For the first time, Chu Mode felt regret. He regretted that he had insisted on competing with his elder brother for the title; he regretted that he had insisted on living in the Marquis's mansion after the family had separated, thus raising his wife's ambitions.

Chu Mochen didn't stop and went straight to Lin Yanran's courtyard.

When Chu Mochen arrived, Lin Yanran and Chu Yunheng were having dinner, and the mother and son were chatting and laughing in a very happy atmosphere.

This scene was particularly irritating to Chu Mochen.

As Chu Mochen walked towards the table, he said sarcastically, "Oh, you and your son have a good meal!"

Chu Yunheng immediately put down his chopsticks, stood up, and bowed obediently, saying, "Son greets Father!"

Wen Zhu, standing next to Lin Yanran, quietly picked up her chopsticks and took over the task of serving food from Wen Mei, consciously protecting Lin Yanran.

Lin Yanran didn't even stand up, but casually asked, "Has Your Excellency used it yet? Would you like some?"

Chu Mochen wanted to vent his anger on Chu Yunheng, but considering that his eldest son was no longer close to him, and this son was the only one who was still somewhat affectionate towards him, he only glanced at Chu Yunheng and coldly ordered:

"Go back to the front yard for your meal; your mother and I have something to discuss."

Seeing his father's expression, Chu Yunheng knew he was angry about what happened during the day, so he didn't want to leave.

Ultimately, it was for his sake that his mother clashed with that biased grandmother.

Lin Yanran smiled reassuringly at Chu Yunheng, "Heng'er, go back to your courtyard and eat! I'll have my small kitchen here prepare something and send it to you. After you eat, get some rest. Tomorrow, your father will personally take you to Zhiren Academy."

Chu Yunheng saw the persistence in his mother's eyes, and only then did he reluctantly stand up, bow, and leave.

Chu Mochen watched his son leave the yard, then turned around and was about to overturn the table.

Lin Yanran continued to eat leisurely with her chopsticks in hand, and could only add, "My lord, you should think carefully before you force me to turn against you."

The Marquis hesitated for a moment, then ultimately withdrew his outstretched hand.

"No matter what, she's still my mother."

Lin Yanran didn't even raise her head. Having a maid who knew martial arts by her side made her feel very safe. "Oh, I didn't say it wasn't true."

Chu Mochen stared intently at Lin Yanran, his tone full of impatience and anger, "Lin Yanran, do you know what I mean?"

Lin Yanran didn't want to fight at the moment, and said in an unfriendly tone, "If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost!"

Lin Yanran's attitude was completely unexpected by Chu Mochen, who was furious and embarrassed: "Lin Yanran, what kind of attitude is this?"

This really angered Lin Yanran, who slammed her chopsticks on the table. "What kind of attitude is this? You, Chu Mochen, have the nerve to let Heng'er call you father?"

When others steal your son's things, you don't dare to say a word, but you dare to act tough in front of me and Heng'er.

Didn't your mother threaten to kowtow to me? Why doesn't she kowtow to you?

So your whole family is targeting my son and me? You're just a bunch of thugs who only bully their own kind, and you even feel proud of stealing?

"If you anger me, I'll set the Marquis's mansion on fire, and we'll all be sleeping on the streets."

After being scolded by Lin Yanran, Chu Mochen felt his back, which had been hit by the princess earlier, start to ache again. He could only stammer for a long time before finally managing to say, "This is utterly uncivilized and nonsensical. Calm down yourself," and then he turned and left.

Chu Mochen was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would strangle Lin Yanran to death.

Chu Mochen just couldn't understand how Lin Yanran, who used to be so gentle and agreeable to everything he said, had turned into such a shrew.

Chu Mochen left Lin Yanran's courtyard in a disheveled state. Not wanting to go back to the front yard, he casually went to the back yard.

He followed his heart and went to Aunt Sun's courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he was rushed up and hugged tightly by his third son, Chu Yunyun.

"Father, you've come to see me!"

Looking at his son's innocent and naive face, his anger instantly subsided. "Aren't our Yun'er happy?"

Chu Yunyun answered loudly, "Happy!"

"Father, I heard that my second brother is going to study at Zhi Ren Academy. Can I go with him?"