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

Aunt Sun in Shiyun Courtyard waited and waited, but in the end only the family physician arrived.

Looking at the two children on the bed, their heads burning red with fever, Aunt Sun felt a chill from the bottom of her heart for the first time.

No matter what she did wrong, Yun'er and Yu'er were still the Marquis's children, yet the Marquis didn't even care about their lives.

Even tigers don't eat their cubs! How could you be so cruel, my lord?

However, this time Aunt Sun did not cry. After all these events, she understood perfectly well that the Marquis was not here, so crying would be useless and no one would sympathize with her.

This will only make the people in this mansion think she's easy to bully. As long as she calms down and protects her three children, she'll have a chance to turn things around sooner or later.

Aunt Sun had the family physician examine the children and personally stayed with them all night. Of course, Aunt Sun was somewhat biased towards boys, so she spent most of her time looking after her son, Chu Yunyun.

After all, she didn't know the gender of the baby in her belly yet. Only if her son was successful could she, as the mother, benefit from his success.

Although Chu Ruoyu had a fever, she did not fall into a deep sleep. In her dazed state, she also sensed her mother's favoritism.

Although four-year-old Chu Ruoyu did not cry or make a fuss on purpose, this thorn had already taken root in her heart.

Compared to the Wenxuan Marquis's residence, many nobles in Cangming City slept well that night.

Especially for those who usually don't get along with Chu Mochen, what could be more gratifying than knowing that the enemy is defeated!

As for whether things will improve in a few years, everyone unanimously ignores that. Who cares if things improve in a few years or not? As long as they can laugh at their opponents in the present, they're happy.

The next day, Chu Mochen did not apply for leave. He prepared himself mentally and went to court.

Chu Mochen felt that the more he cared about this matter, the more others would think they had caught him red-handed, and the trouble that followed would be endless.

As long as he doesn't seem to care, others will find it boring, and perhaps after a while something new happens, everyone will gradually forget about it.

In summary, it boils down to four words: escapism is useless.

When Lin Yanran woke up, Chu Yunyun and Chu Ruoyu's fevers had not subsided, and the people in Shiyun Courtyard were kneeling in the old lady Hou's courtyard again early in the morning.

Now that Madam Hou is in charge of the household, she naturally knows what's going on in the mansion and her eldest son's attitude.

Her eldest son, Chu Mochen, clearly disliked the two illegitimate children. As their mother, she naturally had to stand with him and share his hatred.

Otherwise, what if I anger my eldest son and he takes back the power I just got in the housekeeping position?

So when Lin Yanran was having breakfast, she received news that her mother-in-law had ordered someone to beat up the maids in Shiyun Courtyard and throw them back into Shiyun Courtyard.

While having breakfast, Lin Yanran sighed, "What a kind and loving mother she is! It's a pity she's the loving mother of her brother-in-law."

However, these troubles had nothing to do with Lin Yanran. After finishing her breakfast, she took her people out of the mansion to go for a stroll.

Lin Yanran no longer needs to manage the household; both of her sons are studying away from home, so she has plenty of time to go out and have fun.

However, Lin Yanran went out to have some fun simply to stroll through the market, eat the local delicacies, and listen to storytellers; she had no intention of challenging societal norms.

Considering the recent reputation of the Marquis of Wenxuan's residence, Lin Yanran did not choose a crowded place.

I went straight to the restaurant that had the best storytelling, got a private room, and sat by the window to listen to the storyteller downstairs.

Lin Yanran listened for a while and gradually became interested, so she decided to have lunch at this restaurant.

She's been in this world for so long, and she's never tasted the food at the restaurants in Cangming City! If it's delicious, she can bring people here to eat often in the future.

In Lin Yanran's private room, just as the dishes were being served, someone pushed the door open and came in.

Lin Yanran was just about to see who was so bold as to push open the door to her private room and come in.

When Lin Yanran looked over, she saw her second brother, Lin Fengsong, dressed like a butterfly, holding a peach blossom fan, standing at the door of her private room looking very respectable.

Seeing Lin Yanran looking over, Lin Fengsong immediately opened the peach blossom fan in his hand. "Princess Yixian, you seem to be in a good mood!"

Lin Yanran was happy to meet her second brother here. In her happiness, she was even willing to play along with his antics.

"It's not as good as Young Master Lin's! Your peach blossom fan is quite nice; I've taken a liking to it, please present it to me!"

"Are you a bandit? You tried to steal my treasure the moment we met."

Despite his tough talk, Lin Fengsong's feet involuntarily led him to sit down opposite Lin Yanran, and he casually tossed the fan he was holding into Lin Yanran's lap.

Lin Fengsong looked at the sumptuous meal on the table and couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks and start eating. He showed no sign of being polite, but he still took a moment to ask his sister a question:

"Rumors are spreading everywhere that my dear brother-in-law is dying, and you still have the mood to waste time here?"

Lin Yanran wasn't like the original owner of this body who couldn't live without a man. She smiled and picked up her chopsticks to start eating. "It's just that I can't anymore. Life goes on as usual."

Lin Fengsong looked up and sized up Lin Yanran opposite him. Seeing that she didn't seem sad at all, he gave a perfunctory compliment: "Impressive!"

Lin Yanran felt that her second brother's praise was somewhat sarcastic, so she tapped his hand with the other end of her chopsticks, "The second young master of the Princess's mansion, can't you at least have some manners?"

"Come on! You're in charge now, you have no idea what kind of life your second brother is living. To sum it up in one sentence, 'Dressed smartly, but penniless.'"

Little sister, you have no idea how miserable I am! In the entire Cangming City, there isn't a single girl willing to play music for me.

After all, nobody wants to play a song for a guest and then have to pay for their meal.

If it weren't for the fact that I, your second brother, am a young master from the Princess's family, I probably wouldn't be able to get into many brothels. The people playing music for me now are getting uglier and uglier, and their playing is getting worse and worse.

"You think they're snobbish? Back when I had plenty of pocket money, when were they ever stingy? I just temporarily ran out of money, and they tried to fool me with those old, ugly bastards."

Speaking of his experiences during this period, Lin Fengsong felt he could talk about it for three days and three nights. How could a playboy like him have to experience the harsh realities of life? It was simply outrageous.

Lin Yanran pointed to the fan beside her, "This alone is worth a fortune!"

"It was a gift from the Emperor to my mother. If I dared to pawn it or give it away, my mother and father would probably send me down to serve my maternal grandfather on the spot."

After all, having too many sons really doesn't bring much money.

But it's okay to give it to you, little sister. You can take it and use it if you like!

Anyway, the things I have most of right now are these kinds of precious items.

After Lin Fengsong finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and added, "But you can't just take it for free! Give your second brother some silver!"