Remarried to a top-tier playboy, her reborn ex-husband is filled with regret.

The curtain of Yun Shuyao's carriage was lifted slightly.

She took the silver notes from Xiao Fang and counted them one by one in front of everyone.

Sunlight fell on her plain face, obscuring her expression.

Only when she finished counting the last one did she glance up and make eye contact with Xiao Fang across the distance before quickly looking away.

"Spring Branch".

Yun Shuyao handed over 100,000 taels of silver notes in a clear voice.

"Send this money to Jishetang, and ask the divine physician to administer medicine and distribute grain."

Make sure that every citizen can receive their share, that medicinal herbs are taken according to need, and that rice and grain are distributed on a first-come, first-served basis until they are all gone.

"You must make sure that all 100,000 taels of silver are spent on the people."

"Yes, Miss!"

Chunzhi took the silver note and turned to walk towards Poor Man's Alley.

The onlookers immediately erupted in uproar:

"Miss Yun has the heart of a bodhisattva!"

"The Marquis's family owes us money and doesn't pay it back, yet they're still thinking of us. The contrast is..."

"That's right! Some high-class families may look respectable, but they're not as reasonable as us ordinary folks!"

A man dressed in coarse cloth shorts spoke with great enthusiasm, his voice unusually loud.

"I think the Marquis of Yong'an's family is just bullying people because of their title! They took people's money and didn't pay it back, yet they have the nerve to call themselves a noble family..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Yan's cold gaze swept over him.

The man shrank back, quickly shut his mouth, and awkwardly followed the crowd toward Jishetang.

Even after getting some distance away, he was still muttering resentfully.

"Why are you being so fierce? If you dare to do it, why are you afraid of what people will say..."

The common people followed Chunzhi away in a flurry, and before leaving, they didn't forget to turn back and spit a few times at the Marquis's mansion, thoroughly implementing the principle of siding with whoever pays their dues.

Yun Shuyao chuckled softly, "These people are so adorable."

He then glanced at Gu Jinghuai with a cold expression, and let out a groan.

When a stranger receives a favor, they even know to say a few nice words.

So much money was poured into the Marquis's mansion, yet it produced a bunch of ungrateful wretches.

When she was first reborn, she wondered if it was her own fault.

However, after careful and objective consideration, she rejected this conclusion.

The saying goes, "When a cow drinks water, it produces milk; when a snake drinks water, it produces poison."

This isn't a problem with the water; it's that some people are inherently bad.

Although the people's curses were soft, they pierced Gu Yan's heart like needles.

Gu Jinghuai stood there numbly, without saying a word.

Ever since I was reborn, something seems off about me.

His marriage was not going well, his career was not going well, his reputation was ruined, and even his mother's position as a marquis was in jeopardy.

What on earth is going on?

Xiao Fang, with a straw in his mouth, swaggered up to Gu Yan and patted his shoulder. The pat was neither too hard nor too soft, but it was full of provocation.

"Lord Gu, I find it quite interesting to solve your family's cases."

"How about I ask His Majesty for an official position sometime, specifically to manage these corrupt and decadent aristocratic families in the capital?"

Gu Yan's face suddenly turned black, and the hot air coming out of his nostrils seemed to be carrying sparks.

Xiao Fang, however, laughed heartily and turned around, shouting to the纨绔 (sons of wealthy families) behind him:

"Let's go! Let's find some other fun!"

"Brother Xiao, let's go to Zuixianlou first, I'm starving!"

"After we finish our drinks, let's go to the south of the city to listen to some opera. A new opera troupe has just opened there."

"Okay, let's do it the way the brothers have arranged."

From now on, when we see injustice, we should lend a helping hand and do a good deed every day!

"Brother Xiao is right. Who says spoiled brats just waste their lives?"

A group of people walked away laughing and joking, their voices growing increasingly faint.

Inside the carriage, Yun Shuyao lifted a corner of the curtain and gazed at Xiao Fang's swaying red robe silhouette, a faint smile slowly curving her lips.

With him around, even the most difficult things seem to become easier.

"Zhao Hu".

She lowered the carriage curtain.

"Let's go back."

"yes!"

Zhao Hu directed the guards, and the carriage slowly drove away.

From beginning to end, Yun Shuyao did not look at Gu Jinghuai once more.

Gu Yan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and returned to his residence with a livid face.

Gu Jinghuai stood there dumbfounded, watching the carriage disappear into the alley, his heart filled with panic.

He didn't understand how Yun Shuyao could have become like this.

Why is the woman who was so gentle and obedient in her past life like a completely different person in this life?

The initial trajectories were not much different, so how did things gradually lead to this situation?

"Your Highness," the servant said cautiously as he approached.

"The Marquis has ordered the gates closed. Are you going back to your residence?"

Gu Jinghuai snapped back to his senses, touched the two hundred taels of silver notes left in his purse, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"I won't reply."

After he finished speaking in a low voice, he lifted his foot and walked towards the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

He had to go and see how Yu Yan was doing.

The next day.

When the carriage of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion stopped at the gate of the old residence, it was just dawn.

Four burly women and thirty to fifty guards stood by the carriage, their eyes filled with undisguised urging.

The Zhenguo Duke's Mansion launched its attack right on time.

With the wedding in three days, it's time to go back and witness the grand spectacle she's arranged.

Yun Shuyao didn't let Chunzhi come with her, but only brought Chuntao and a small personal bag containing the two bright red dresses that Xiao Fang had given her.

She walked to the carriage, waited for the servants to set out the stools, and then bent down and sat down.

The cart wheels rolled over the bluestone pavement, making a monotonous sound.

Yun Shuyao lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, watching the familiar street scene recede into the distance, and secretly clenched her fists.

She knew she would face a fierce battle upon returning, but she was not afraid.

This is also a good opportunity to see if her blood-related father and brothers are still worth saving.

The vermilion gates of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion were wide open before us, and red silk had already been hung up inside, stretching from the screen wall all the way to the pillars of the main hall, so bright it was almost blinding.

Several maids were hanging red lanterns on the beams on a ladder. When they saw her come in, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at her with complicated expressions.

"Miss is back."

The portly butler stepped forward and bowed, his tone flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"The lady is waiting inside."

Yun Shuyao didn't say anything and walked straight to her mother's courtyard.

As I walked through the covered corridor, I bumped into several maids carrying piles of red cloth, chatting and laughing as they headed towards "Tingxue Courtyard," where she used to live. They were probably decorating her new room.

The laughter sounded worse than crying to her.

Mother Qin sat by the window, and a few strands of white hair had appeared at her temples.

When he saw her come in, his eyes suddenly reddened.

"Yao'er, your mother is useless; she can't stop your father's decision."

"Where are Father and Brother?"

Yun Shuyao asked frankly.

Qin turned her face away, her voice hoarse.

"Your father is in the study... Your elder brother... went to the estate yesterday."

Yun Shuyao understood.

Her father didn't want to see her, and her brother probably felt embarrassed and went away.

In the vast Duke's mansion, only her mother was willing to show her true feelings.

"Your mother knows you've been wronged."

Qin held her hand; her fingertips were icy cold.

"But now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to accept it. The marriage certificate is already registered with the government, sigh..."

Although Gu Jinghuai is not exactly known for his morals... he is still the heir of a marquis's family. If you marry into his household, you won't suffer too much.

Yun Shuyao withdrew her hand and looked at the red silk fragments drifting in through the window.

"Mother, I don't acknowledge her."

Qin became anxious.

"Silly child! Can you deny it? The whole capital knows. How can you deny it?"

"Mother, don't worry, your daughter has a way."

"By the way, Mother, you suddenly sent over some private property the other day... but did Father make things difficult for you again?"

Just as Qin was about to mention the divorce papers, a servant from outside the courtyard ran over to report it.

"Madam, Miss, the heir of the Marquis of Guangyang's mansion has arrived."

Yun Shuyao's brows furrowed instantly. Although she felt uncomfortable, she had nothing to fear. She bid farewell to her mother and went to the front yard.