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

Lu Mingzhao frowned.

She didn't actually harbor much malice towards Chu Yuan'er.

Ultimately, Chu Yuan'er was also a woman with a pitiful background.

Previously, it was because of that time-traveling woman that Marquis Zhongjing and his "Lady" were not on good terms, and Chu Yuan'er felt that there would always be a place for her by Zhou Ningchuan's side.

As for the mysterious letter writer's connection to Chu Yuan'er, and how he knew the times she woke up several times, she could only try to unravel the mystery slowly.

As for the present moment, she really had no interest in competing with Chu Yuan'er for affections.

She has children to care for, martial arts skills to practice, and words and account books to learn.

Her life has never revolved solely around men.

"Never mind, I'll find a chance to explain things to her."

Now that she's back, she's willing to have a clear talk with Chu Yuan'er and hopes that Chu Yuan'er can find a new life.

Of course, it's best to explain it clearly, but if it's not...

That just means the two of them were not meant to be.

"Our arrangements will proceed as usual. If they come, they can come; if they don't, so be it. They had a lot of prejudice against me before, and it's not something that can be changed overnight. We'll deal with it slowly later."

Lu Mingzhao was optimistic; she had plenty of time and would eventually let the children know that she was different.

Zhao Xianglan was stunned, never expecting that the lady would let the matter go so easily.

Lu Mingzhao turned his head and saw Zhao Xianglan looking stunned. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I've changed for two months now, how come you seem to only just recognize me?"

Zhao Xianglan laughed awkwardly twice: "The old lady has been living like this for more than ten years, and this servant is still a little unaccustomed to it."

"Yes," Lu Mingzhao said with deep emotion, "Even you think so, let alone Xu'er and An'an."

While the master and servant were talking, Cuizhu quietly announced from outside that the master and mistress had arrived.

Lu Mingzhao then got up to wash and call the two children in to talk.

As soon as Zhou Shili entered, he couldn't help but look around. When he didn't see his father, he looked somewhat disappointed.

He seemed to want to ask why his father wasn't there, but worried about upsetting his mother, so he hesitated for a moment before finally remaining silent.

Lu Mingzhao saw through his thoughts at a glance and smiled, "Don't worry about us. Zhou Ningchuan went to the front yard to handle military affairs. We'll have dinner together tonight."

Zhou Shili then visibly felt a sense of relief.

Liu Muqiu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night, after my husband returned to the courtyard, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He was worried that his father-in-law and mother-in-law might start arguing, so he sent someone to keep an eye on the main courtyard.

So, right after having breakfast this morning, the two of them rushed over.

Fortunately, the outcome was good, and the husband no longer has to worry.

Lu Mingzhao asked, "Mu Qiu, I remember we met the wife of the deputy director of the Imperial Observatory at Yunding Manor before. Have you had any contact with her in the past two months?"

Liu Muqiu said softly, "Mother, are you referring to Madam Dong? I've exchanged a few letters with her in the past two months, but they were just normal polite exchanges, and..."

She paused, glanced at her husband, and hesitated before speaking, "She also asked you and my mother about your divination."

Zhou Shili had kept this matter a secret from his mother, not daring to let her know, so Liu Muqiu also suppressed any inquiries from outsiders about it.

Even now, when this matter is brought up, Liu Muqiu still feels a little guilty.

Fortunately, her mother-in-law didn't seem to intend to pursue the matter further, so she continued, "I suppose she had heard about this, which is why she wrote to ask if we needed any help. But I think she was just being polite; she couldn't really be of any real help."

After all, her husband was only a deputy supervisor and had to work under the supervisor.

Even the Emperor approves of the divination; what power does her family have to change it?

"Let's invite her over another day," Lu Mingzhao said. "Since she said she wanted to help, I'll assume she has the ability, and it wouldn't hurt to give it a try."

Liu Muqiu responded, and seeing her husband give her a wink, she stood up: "It snowed this morning, and there are still some winter vegetables in the fields that haven't been harvested yet. I'll go take a look."

Lu Mingzhao nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration: "Muqiu is becoming more and more like a farmer. Go and see her. After the cabbage is harvested, I'll pickle some sauerkraut for you. My pickled vegetables are delicious, you can ask Li'er if you don't believe me."

Liu Muqiu left with a smile.

Zhou Shili dismissed the servants from the room, but at Lu Mingzhao's instruction, he left Zhao Xianglan alone.

Zhao Xianglan knew this was a sign that her master trusted her, and that what she was about to say was something that very few people knew. She clenched her fists, feeling a little nervous and excited.

"Qingqing and Cuiju have been brought back by their son. They did not implicate their mother, but they also do not know the real culprit."

Zhou Shili paused, his expression complex, and said, "The two are innocent, but they are utterly stupid."

Qingqing, in particular, not only burned the physical evidence but also knowingly committed a wrong.

In short, neither of them was very smart.

Zhou Shili simply couldn't understand why the time-traveling woman had put such a person into his household.

Zhou Shili frowned and sighed.

"My son really doesn't think this kind of person is suitable for employment."

"If a mother wants to train her own people, she should let her son arrange it, buy some people from respectable families, and train them from scratch."

Lu Mingzhao did not refuse.

"Then I'll leave this matter to you, but you still need to make sure those two are settled properly. Also, you should have investigated Mu Sheng, whom they mentioned."

"See if he has any other intentions. If he is willing, let him out as well, but don't let anyone know."

Zhou Shili responded to each of them.

Lu Mingzhao paused for a moment, then asked, "What about Yu Shuang?"

Zhou Shili: "My son was just about to talk about her when this morning she knelt outside the Lanfang Pavilion courtyard, saying that she was grateful for the old lady's great kindness and was willing to go out and establish her own household."

Lu Mingzhao rolled his eyes. "Alright, let her out then."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhao Xianglan beside her, who immediately perked up and stepped forward to listen attentively to the instructions.

"Aunt Zhao, after Qingqing and Cuiju have settled in, please arrange for me to meet with them. Keep this a secret, only you need to know about it."

Zhao Xianglan immediately responded.

After making his plans, Lu Mingzhao yawned and pointed to the courtyard.

Zhou Shili thought she had some important matters to arrange again, and waited earnestly for his mother's instructions.

Lu Mingzhao pointed to the snow in the middle of the yard and said, "Let's build a snowman."

Zhou Shili was taken aback, then saw his mother rubbing her hands together, looking eager to try.

"Let's have a competition to see who can build the best. The two of us will set an example first, and then when Xu'er and An'an come over tonight, they can build theirs too."

"I don't know if you remember, that winter when it snowed, you insisted on building a snowman and used dried radish as its nose. The next day, a wild rabbit snatched it away, and you cried a lot."

"Now you don't have to worry, there won't be any wild rabbits in the yard."

Zhou Shili smiled gently.

"it is good."

On the other side, as soon as Zhou Ningchuan entered the front yard, he saw Chu Yuan'er happily greeting him.

"My lord, it's a letter! We've received another letter!"