The temperamental white moonlight is back, and the entire Marquis's family obediently calls him

Zhou Shili hurriedly chased after her out the door, only to see his mother standing in the middle of the yard, holding a bamboo pole and waving it fiercely at the air.

She waved her hand while gritting her teeth and said, "You damned Zhou Ningchuan, when you come back, I'll give you a good beating, and then we'll get a divorce!"

"If you don't want to see me, fine, but you're not even interested in An'an's marriage. You're dead meat!"

"Back then, you just left without a word, abandoning our three children in the capital to be tormented by that woman. I already wanted to beat you up, and now you've caused this mess..."

Lu Mingzhao cursed and swore for a while before slowly calming down, throwing away the bamboo pole, and leaning against a tree, panting heavily.

She turned around when she heard footsteps at the door and realized that Zhou Shixu and Zhou Ming'an had entered the courtyard at some point.

Presumably, the brother and sister rushed over as soon as they heard that their father's letter had arrived, only to witness this scene.

The two men stared at her, stunned.

"If I divorce your father, who will you live with?!"

Lu Mingzhao asked in a loud voice, panting.

The brother and sister exchanged a glance, then both looked at their older brother.

Zhou Shixu mouthed with a complicated expression: What happened to her again?

Zhou Shili didn't have time to explain to his younger siblings, so he just solemnly declared, "Of course we'll follow Mother."

"Home is wherever Mother is."

Lu Mingzhao snorted, "That's more like it."

She dusted off her hands, went inside, took out the clothes she had made herself, and handed them to Zhou Ming'an.

"An'an, these are clothes that your mother made for you. Try them on when you get home to see if they fit. If they don't, your mother will alter them for you."

Lu Mingzhao's state changed so quickly that the others thought his earlier outburst was just an illusion.

Zhou Ming'an hesitantly took the clothes, completely bewildered.

Lu Mingzhao seemed to see through their thoughts and shrugged: "You are my own flesh and blood, born after ten months of pregnancy. I'm angry with your father, not with you."

"Alright, you guys go back now. I need to be alone for a bit."

Zhou Ming'an didn't say anything, but followed behind his brother, holding the clothes.

Zhou Shili walked at the very front.

He stopped when he was some distance from the courtyard and read out the contents of the letter.

Only then did the two understand why their mother had lost control.

Back when "Aunt Chu" was still in Beijing, she often made my mother lose her composure.

In an attempt to force her father to drive away Aunt Chu, her mother did many crazy things.

"Aunt Chu has been by Father's side for a long time, how come she seems to be finding out just now?" Zhou Shixu didn't understand.

Zhou Shili glanced at him, unsure how to explain, and could only warn, "From now on, in front of Mother, call Chu Yuan'er by her given name, not Aunt Chu."

Zhou Shixu objected: "Why should we? Aunt Chu treats us very well."

"Back then, when our mother bullied and suppressed us one by one, it was Aunt Chu who protected us."

"If we can't even address them with a respectful title, wouldn't that be incredibly ungrateful!"

Zhou Shixu was going through a rebellious phase, and Zhou Shili had gotten used to his occasional rascal antics.

But this time, he spoke with such righteous indignation.

After Chu Yuan'er came to her father's side, she did indeed bring some warmth to the children.

Fortunately, Zhou Shili was already an adult at that time and did not have much contact with Chu Yuan'er.

Shi Xu and Ming An received many benefits from Chu Yuan'er.

Even the servants in the Marquis's mansion said that Chu Yuan'er looked more like a "mistress" than Lu Mingzhao.

Some people even speculated that, given enough time, Chu Yuan'er might actually replace Lu Mingzhao and become the mistress of the Marquis's mansion.

If his father hadn't taken Chu Yuan'er away later, Zhou Shili wasn't sure what would have happened.

Seeing Shi Xu's stubborn expression, Zhou Shili sighed and asked in a different way, "Then are you going to call Aunt Chu 'Mother'?"

Zhou Shixu paused, then stammered, "N-of course not..."

"That solves it, doesn't it?"

"This letter from Father is very strange; we need to make some preparations..."

Zhou Shixu's stubborn gaze faltered, and as if realizing something, his mouth gaped open: "Big brother, you mean... Father wants to divorce Mother? And then marry Aunt Chu?"

Zhou Ming'an, standing behind him, felt a sudden jolt of anxiety and nervously watched his older brother's expression.

Zhou Shili pursed his lips.

"I'm willing to believe my father, but... anything can happen. If he really has such thoughts, we need to be prepared."

He naturally followed his mother, while his younger brother and sister... either forgot their mother's kindness or had never experienced maternal love.

It remains to be seen what their final choice will be.

He hoped to at least not make his mother too sad.

The three reached a fork in the road and parted ways.

Zhou Ming'an was lost in thought and almost twisted his ankle.

Fortunately, Cuilan caught her in time, and she instinctively hugged the clothes in her arms tighter.

"girl……"

Cuilan's eyes were filled with worry.

Zhou Ming'an shook his head and remained silent.

Judging from the tone of her father's letter, her marriage should be fine.

But... does Father really want to divorce Mother and marry Aunt Chu?

Cuilan gently advised, "Even if that's truly the case, what can you, Miss? You're just a young lady of marriageable age; how can you possibly decide the affairs of the Marquis's wives?"

"Besides... even if that were the case, it couldn't be worse than the current situation, could it?"

Zhou Ming'an bit his pale lower lip.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't be hoping for her parents to divorce.

Although Aunt Chu treated her very well, she was not her biological mother after all.

If Father marries Aunt Chu, he will inevitably end up like Sister-in-law Liu Muqiu's stepmother. Once she has her own children, her attitude towards her stepchildren will change sooner or later.

But over the years, she had a really hard time living under her mother's care. After hearing what her older brother said today, a secret hope arose in her heart—if they really got divorced, maybe her life would be better?

But for some reason, her mind was in complete turmoil.

It wasn't until she nearly fell and instinctively clutched the clothes in her arms that she belatedly realized her attitude towards her mother had changed.

These are clothes her mother made by hand.

The scent of my mother's perfume still lingers on it, faint and warm, just like the warmth I felt in my mother's arms long, long ago, deep in my memory.

It turns out that she still had expectations for her mother.

Back at Longcui Pavilion, she couldn't resist trying on the clothes.

The clothes fit her perfectly, accentuating her beauty, and the fabric was her favorite.

Ming'an couldn't help but stand in front of the large bronze mirror, turn around a few times, and touch every part of his clothes again and again.

When she touched her chest, she paused, unbuttoned her clothes, and turned the lining of her chest out.

Her breathing also paused for a moment.

Through the thin lining, you can see a small amulet sewn inside by Tozanji Temple.

The reason she recognized him was because many years ago she had gone to Yuanshan Temple with her mother and second brother.

The mother got an identical amulet for her second brother.

At that moment, she stood behind the two of them, trying her best to restrain herself and not show any envy.

just now……

She also got the same amulet.

But she had waited for so long that she was almost losing hope.

"girl……"

Seeing her young mistress suddenly walk quickly toward the makeup box, Cuilan stepped forward in confusion.

Zhou Ming'an pulled a purse containing twenty taels of silver from the drawer, his face tense, and solemnly said:

"Go find the person who cast the curse, just like I told you last time."

"Just say it works really well, and ask him if it can last a little longer."