My husband faked his death so I could remarry, but I got involved with my crazy brother and can'

Linxi Courtyard.

"Mother, now that you've lost Father's favor, I'm afraid your life in this household is over. What should we do?"

Su Zhirou's tone was full of worry.

If Aunt Feng truly loses favor, it might be inconvenient to send her money in the future.

Not to mention occasions in the future where the mother's presence is required.

As a concubine's daughter, she didn't seem to mind when Consort Feng was in charge of the household. But if Madam Qian were to take over as head of the household, she would likely lose all face.

She had worked so hard to achieve her current life and really didn't want to go back to the days when everyone despised her.

Now that she's a concubine's daughter with this status, she'll be talked about behind her back wherever she goes.

Aunt Feng thought it was her daughter's concern for her, and her heart warmed. She patted Su Zhirou's hand and said, "Good child, your mother is fine. Your father is just putting on an act for that bitch. In the end, I am still his darling. You see, we just acted cute, and he softened, didn't he? It's clear that he's been deliberately avoiding his mother these days. As long as that bitch Qian stops causing trouble, it won't be long before I regain his favor and the Marquis's love. Life will naturally be better then."

Upon hearing this, Su Zhirou remained skeptical: "Mother, aren't you being too arrogant? Father was clearly being completely dominated by that wretch just now. Judging from this, even if that wretch stops causing trouble, the power to manage the household won't fall into your hands."

"It's all because that little slut got involved with the Marquis of Anyang's family. Your father has always wanted to get close to them, and now that he has this opportunity, he must seize it. In any case, my days in this mansion won't be too difficult, so you don't need to worry."

Aunt Feng gently comforted her daughter, who, seeing the situation, was relieved. She didn't say anything more, only sighed softly, and then explained the purpose of her visit.

"Mother, Dongrong has been arrested."

Aunt Feng was shocked and grabbed her hand: "How is this possible? Dongrong is your personal maid, how could she be taken away? What happened?"

Su Zhirou told Aunt Feng the whole story. Upon hearing this, Aunt Feng's expression changed drastically.

"That bitch is deliberately trying to harm my son!"

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have been soft-hearted; she should have just strangled her.

"Mother, I heard that it costs a lot of money to ransom someone from prison. You know I'm not well-off, so please help me."

Speaking of this, the daughter still felt a pang of heartache, after all, she had inquired and found that it would cost at least several thousand taels of silver.

To be honest, several thousand taels of silver is too expensive to redeem a slave.

But there was nothing he could do; Dong Rong knew so many of his secrets.

"Are you sure you want to ransom Dongrong? Ransom from prison costs at least a thousand taels of silver. Someone who's getting so much attention probably won't be that easy. After all, we can't compete with that wretched mother and daughter in terms of money."

At this point, Aunt Feng felt a little sad.

Everything that the mother and daughter wear and adorn themselves with now belongs to the Qian family.

However, Madam Qian was unaware that if she knew about this, she would probably be furious.

She used to not care at all, but now she has a bad feeling that if her past life knew about it, there would probably be a bloodbath.

After all, the past life is very different now than before.

"Mother, I know that the amount spent this time is huge, but Dongrong knows too many of my secrets. If she is caught and tortured, I'm afraid it will ruin the plan of the person above. If it gets involved, not only the Duke's Mansion, but also the Marquis's Mansion will be held accountable."

Su Zhirou's words served as a wake-up call for Aunt Feng.

Yes, they are not only themselves, but also the one mentioned above.

Working for that person requires utmost caution. If even the slightest word gets out, the consequences will be extremely serious, not only for her but for the entire Marquis's mansion.

Thinking of this, Aunt Feng made a plan.

"Alright, leave this to me."

"The money will be delivered to you in less than two days."

The daughter's face lit up with joy, and she bowed to Aunt Feng, saying, "Thank you, Aunt!"

Marquis Shunyang had originally thought that since he had given Madam Qian face today, she would treat him better that evening. But to his surprise, he was still turned away at the door that night.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the air outside was a bit chilly. The leaves rustled on the branches, creating a sense of utter desolation.

Marquis Shunyang stood at the entrance to Madam Qian's courtyard. His voice carried a hint of grievance:

"Madam, haven't I already given you face? Why are you still angry? What is the reason? Please tell me."

Marquis Shunyang suppressed his anger, maintaining a gentle demeanor. He already knew that Madam Qian responded better to gentle persuasion than force, so he naturally changed his approach.

Women are easy to coax.

Marquis Shunyang thought to himself.

But he had no idea that the Qian family had already given up on him, and no matter how much he tried to coax her, she wouldn't be moved.

"My lord, please return first. Madam has said she will not see you." Granny Wei opened the door and said expressionlessly to the Marquis of Shunyang standing at the door.

"Mother, please inform her if Madam is still angry. Tell me directly, and I will certainly correct my behavior. Please have mercy, Mother!"

This was the first time since entering the manor that Marquis Shunyang had treated Granny Wei with such courtesy.

Granny Wei was still a little unaccustomed to it.

She sneered inwardly: 'Men are truly despicable! They treated you sincerely before, then ignored you; now that you're disappointed, they're practically begging to come crawling back.'

"My lord, these are all the lady's orders. I am just an old woman, how can I disobey? Please don't make things difficult for this old woman."

"Speak," Granny Wei said, turning and going into the house, closing the door behind her.

Marquis Shunyang was furious after being turned away. He almost cursed aloud, but remembering his purpose, he managed to suppress his anger.

Never mind, let's go see Aunt Feng.

That bitch is utterly ungrateful.

Marquis Zhenyang turned and left. As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard gate, he saw Aunt Tian coming towards him.

"My lord, it's so cold outside. Why are you out here? Why don't you come to my courtyard? It's been quite a while since you last visited, and I've missed you dearly."

As she spoke, Aunt Feng tugged at the sleeve of Marquis Shunyang, her eyes brimming with tears.

She was afraid that if the Marquis of Shunyang was turned away by Madam Qian, he would turn to Consort Feng and give that vile woman an opportunity to take advantage of him, so she rushed over to stop this damned man.

Actually, Aunt Tian was disappointed in that scoundrel, Marquis Shunyang, but because of her lowly status, she didn't dare to show it.

Ultimately, she was just a concubine, but a mother's love is fierce, and she was determined to avenge her son no matter what.

If it weren't for the Marquis's favoritism towards that wretched woman, her child would never have died. To a certain extent, the Marquis was also an accomplice in the death of her son.

Now, having to fawn over her accomplices, she naturally felt sad.

However, she was determined to remain calm for the sake of future plans.

When Marquis Shunyang saw the clear handprint on Aunt Tian's face, he still softened.

My original desire to visit Aunt Feng has completely vanished.

Aunt Tian's beautiful face bore a shocking handprint.

That's nothing else.

Rather, it was Qian's challenge to the dignity of the head of her own household.

Thinking of this, Marquis Shunyang gave up the idea.

"Okay, let's go to your yard."