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

Lin Yanran returned to the main courtyard, and Wenju immediately stepped forward to report to Lin Yanran, "Reporting to Madam, according to the maidservant beside Concubine Jin, Concubine Jin received a note not long ago, but she doesn't know what was written on it."

According to the maid, Aunt Jin burned it after seeing it.

However, after that, Aunt Jin preferred to stroll by that lake.

Lin Yanran thought to herself, "Sure enough, with so many women in the inner quarters, there's never a moment of peace. This Marquis's mansion is truly full of hidden talents! Have you found anything else?"

Wenju shook her head; she was actually a little frustrated. "Why don't you let me do what Sister Wenmei does? Switch Sister Wenmei back; she's better at these things."

Wenju felt that dealing with all these complicated matters every day was making her a little irritable. Sometimes she even thought about poisoning them all, since they were all people from the backyard anyway.

Lin Yanran calmly rejected Wenju's suggestion, "Wenmei has some important things to do right now. You just need to send someone to thoroughly investigate those concubines in the backyard."

"Pay close attention to Concubine Xie, one of the three remaining concubines in the back courtyard."

If asked who Lin Yanran suspected most among the remaining concubines, Concubine He, Concubine Shui, and Concubine Xie, she leaned more towards Concubine Xie.

After all, their courtyards were next to each other, and they often argued over who would become the Marquis, and they also frequently tried to take someone away from each other.

They both became pregnant again, and were both found to have used drugs on the Marquis and were confined to their quarters. Once Consort Sun gave birth to this child, she would have three children.

Aunt Sun might still have a chance to turn things around, but it will be difficult for Aunt Xie, who only has one child and doesn't even know the gender of the baby, to do so.

However, with their sons already secured, Aunt He and Aunt Shui were not immune to taking action.

After Lin Yanran finished arranging things, she ordered someone to serve dinner. She was already starving after being delayed for so long.

Chu Mochen stayed by Chu Yunyun's bedside, personally serving his son until he drank the calming medicine and fell asleep before getting up to go see his deceased daughter, Chu Ruoyu.

Chu Mochen looked at his daughter lying on the bed, dressed in her usual bright clothes, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Standing here now, Chu Mochen's mind was filled with the happy times he spent with his children in the house outside the mansion.

Although he visited less frequently at that time.

But every time he goes, the two children are very happy and will linger around him.

He even personally taught his two children their early education, so how could he not have feelings for them?

At this moment, Chu Mochen suddenly understood why the palace couldn't support so many princes. In this quagmire of interests, who could remain unscathed?

Chu Mochen thought about all this, his face full of bitter smiles. He had actually been so naive as to think that by entering his backyard, he could live a life of wealth and prosperity with a worry-free future.

He was now thinking about his second son, who had been sent to Zhiren Academy, and who only came back for three days a month, and even his wife seemed unwilling to accept it.

They quickly bought a courtyard house next to Zhiren Academy. This shows that Madam had been wary of these people in the backyard all along!

At this moment, Chu Mochen had to admit that his wife was truly a clever and insightful woman! No matter how far the women in the back courtyard stretched, they could not reach outside the mansion, much less the palace or Zhiren Academy.

Chu Mochen didn't know that he had been standing in front of his daughter's bed for a long time, so long that he seemed to hear his daughter calling him "Dad" again, and it seemed like she was saying "she's scared".

In the end, Chu Mochen responded with "Father is here!" before turning around and leaving in a disheveled state.

Chu Mochen was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would lose control and destroy everything.

Chu Mochen stepped out of his daughter's room and instructed Mu Qing, who was standing outside, "Find a propitious burial site!"

Mu Qing asked in surprise, "Not going to the ancestral graves?"

Chu Mochen looked up at the stars that had already risen in the sky. "Children who die young cannot be buried in the ancestral graveyard, and besides, the clan elders will not agree to it."

No matter how heartbroken Chu Mochen is for his dead daughter, he will not exchange benefits with the clan elders for someone who is already dead. No matter how much he values ​​her, she is just a concubine's daughter.

Chu Mochen had made it so clear that Mu Qing couldn't persuade him any further. It was his own mistake; a concubine's daughter who died young indeed shouldn't be buried in the ancestral grave.

Mu Qing bowed respectfully and then quickly went to make the arrangements.

It's not difficult at all. Just buy a good coffin, find an auspicious burial site, and that's it. There are no special ceremonies involved.

After Mu Qing left, Chu Mochen stood at the courtyard gate for a long time. He neither wanted to turn around and go back in, nor did he want to leave just like that.

In the end, Chu Mochen tore off the jade pendant from his waist and rushed inside to tie it around his daughter Chu Ruoyu's waist. "If you still want to be my daughter, be reborn into my wife's womb next time!"

Lin Yanran: Bad luck.

Chu Mochen felt he had done all he could, so he left without hesitation.

Chu Mochen left the room and went to Aunt Sun's room.

By this time, Aunt Sun had already woken up. When Chu Mochen entered, Aunt Sun was sitting on the headboard, neither crying nor speaking. She just sat there blankly, her hand touching her stomach.

He already loathed Aunt Sun, but when he saw Sun Xinrou like this, his heart skipped a beat.

Chu Mochen stepped inside and stood beside Sun Xinrou's bed. "Rou'er!"

"My lord, I was thinking, if only I hadn't gone to the lantern festival with you that year. Would Yun'er still be healthy then? He could ride horses, study, practice martial arts, and there would always be a way out for him."

Yu'er can stay by the concubine's side forever. When she grows up, she may marry a poor scholar, but she will have her own children and her own husband. She won't drown in a cold lake at such a young age.

The concubine would never use inappropriate medicine on the Marquis in order to gain his favor or make him like her more.

And I won't offend others by vying for favor; perhaps the child in my womb can be saved.

The children chose a concubine, but the concubine was not someone who could protect them; the concubine had wronged them.

Sun Xinrou did not become hysterical, nor did she beg Chu Mochen to make a decision. Sun Xinrou knew that she would use the lives of these two children to make the Marquis forgive her.

Sun Xinrou finally understood. In this cutthroat world of the mansion, she couldn't afford to fall out of favor. If she did, her enemies would dare to harm her child. She only had Yun'er left; she had to protect him.

Sun Xinrou truly understood Chu Mochen, and her words of self-reproach softened Chu Mochen's heart.

"Why don't you believe me! Even if I don't come to your courtyard often, you and your two children are different in my heart."

Although Chu Mochen's tone was accusatory, the fact that he asked the question was also a way of giving Sun Xinrou a way out.

Sun Xinrou didn't look at Chu Mochen; she was afraid of revealing the hatred and resentment in her eyes. She could only pretend to be deeply in love.

"My lord is so kind, and so many people admire him. I am of such lowly status, how can I not be afraid! Deep love breeds deep fear."