Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

The people in the Marquis' Mansion were shocked when they heard this. No one had expected that Song Wanyin, who had always been submissive, would become so eloquent.

Gu Qingchen immediately stepped forward and said coldly:

"Song Wanyin, I know you have hatred in your heart, so feel free to direct it at me if you have any dissatisfaction.

Lan Yue is innocent, and what's more, she is pregnant with my child.

If she has a miscarriage, can you afford it?"

The lady's face darkened as she tried to persuade him earnestly:

“Wan Yin, you have always been gentle, considerate, and broad-minded.

Just ask, which noble family doesn’t have three wives and four concubines?

I promise you that after Lan Yue comes in, she will never threaten your position.

You haven't always been in poor health.

It just so happens that Lan Yue can give you a hand, so you can teach her more about the affairs in the mansion.

Won't you be more relaxed in the future?"

Song Wanyin said calmly and pointedly:

"Mother-in-law, you always say that Gu Qingchen is busy with official duties, but how can he be so busy that he still has time to have a baby?

What do you Gu family think of me? This adulterous couple has done this behind my back.

On the other hand, asking me to accept Jiang Lanyue out of mercy would be going too far."

The second sister, Gu Qinghe, couldn't help but come forward, her little face flushed with anger, and she stared at Song Wanyin with eyes as big as bells.

"Sister-in-law, what you said is serious.

Didn’t my eldest brother just give Lan Yue a piece of clothing?

Over the past few years, the Gu family has never treated you unfairly.

You are too petty."

Song Wanyin did not get angry but laughed:

"Oh, is it so?

All the expenses in the mansion were paid for by me.

You use my money and then come to me to take credit for it.

This is ridiculous.”

Gu Qinghe was choked back, and gritted her teeth in anger and said:

"What do you mean?

Since you are already the mistress of the Gu family, what is the difference between yours and mine?

If you want to blame someone, blame your own belly for not having a baby.

My elder brother also asked Your Majesty to grant him a marriage and marry a concubine in order to continue the Gu family's bloodline.

If you dare to interfere, you will be a sinner of the Gu family."

Song Wanyin said with cold eyes:

"Gu Qinghe, I didn't ask for the power to be the head of the family. You asked me to take it over.

Since Gu Qingchen is going to marry a concubine, the power of managing the family can naturally be handed over, and I can have a peaceful life.

Also, please be polite when you talk to me.

Don't forget, the last time you had a secret meeting with the son of the Chief Censor, it was seen by someone with ulterior motives.

I spent a lot of money to help you suppress the scandal."

Mentioning this matter undoubtedly completely exposed the Gu family's fig leaf. The faces of everyone present suddenly changed, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

Gu Qinghe clenched her fists in anger and was about to rush up to argue with her, but was stopped by the lady dowager.

"Sister He, please stop being rude. Don't you think this is embarrassing enough?"

Gu Qinghe was so angry that tears came out of her eyes, and she said unwillingly:

"Song Wanyin, don't expect me to be grateful to you. I'm not done with you!"

After saying that, he covered his face and ran out.

Jiang Lanyue noticed that the atmosphere was not good, she pursed her lips slightly and said pitifully:

"Sister, I know that marrying Brother Qingchen is ultimately marrying above my station.

I really don't want you to blame the entire Gu family because of me.

Since my sister also likes the clothes I'm wearing, I will ask someone to make a few more for her.

After all, this dress was given to me by Brother Qingchen, and I cherish and take good care of it.

I beg you not to blame Brother Qingchen for a piece of clothing."

Song Wanyin smiled with a hint of ridicule:

"Jiang Lanyue, you think too highly of yourself.

I told you, you can't wear this dress out today.

Because it was part of my dowry.

The purple flying swallow jade pendant on your waist is also mine.

If Gu Qingchen truly loves you.

How could I give you my dowry as a gift?

It is enough to show that he is not that attentive to you. "

Jiang Lanyue's face suddenly changed, and she looked at Gu Qingchen in disbelief, her watery eyes almost shedding tears.

Soon, she adjusted her mood and said with a pitiful look:

“Sister, even if this is your dowry, you are at least the legitimate daughter of the Grand Marshal’s Mansion.

You should be used to seeing these rare treasures.

It’s okay for Brother Qingchen to take one or two.

After all, these properties will be passed on to the next generation.”

When she said this, she smiled like a loving mother, gently stroked her belly which had not yet shown any signs of pregnancy, and said with longing:

"I really want to give birth to a chubby son for Brother Qingchen.

Even if the child is born in the future, he will naturally call his sister mother.

Everything I have will be left to the Gu family’s children in the future. I can’t bring it with me when I’m born, and I can’t take it with me when I die.”

Upon hearing this, the lady's expression changed, and she said confidently:

"Yes, whoever brings a boy to the Gu family will have the entire Marquis's estate belong to him in the future."

Gu Qingchen's face twitched a few times, and he looked at Song Wanyin coldly and said:

"Song Wanyin, are you really that serious?

How much are this dress and this jade pendant worth?

If you are so fussy, I will give you money to buy it."

With the support of the mother and son of the Gu family, Jiang Lanyue felt more confident.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings just now.

Let me ask you, which woman in the world doesn’t want to be a mother?

My sister is frail and there has been no good news for a long time.

From then on, my son became my sister's biological son.

I will teach him from a young age to be filial to his sister in the future."

Seeing that they were shouting more fiercely than each other, Song Wanyin smiled faintly and said:

"Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself first."

After saying that, he looked at Gu Qingchen and said meaningfully:

"Gu Qingchen, I'm afraid your Marquis' Mansion can't afford to compensate for this dress.

This dress is a tribute from Xizhou to Your Majesty.

For the sake of peaceful trade between the two countries.

Every stitch on it was embroidered by a princess from a neighboring country herself.

Your Majesty, please take into consideration the favors my mother’s family has done for the court.

Then he gave me this precious dress.

If an ordinary person wore this dress, it would undoubtedly be deceiving the emperor.

That is a capital crime that will implicate all nine generations of the clan.

Can you afford the consequences?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Gu family members were shocked as if they had been struck by lightning. They stood there in shock, and the timid ones even started to tremble in their legs.

Jiang Lanyue's face suddenly changed, as if she was hit on the head with a stick, and she was petrified on the spot.

There are hundreds of people in the Earl's mansion, and if they were to be implicated because of him, all the nine generations of his family would be implicated.

Wouldn't that make me the biggest sinner of the Jiang family?

Gu Qingchen was also shocked. He never expected that such a seemingly inconspicuous piece of clothing was actually a tribute from Xizhou to His Majesty.

For a moment, he was at a loss and didn't know how to save the situation.

The lady was fully aware of the seriousness of the situation, her face was terribly gloomy, and she kept twisting the Buddhist beads in her hands.

If she had known this, she should have pretended to be deaf and dumb and avoided being stuck in the quagmire.

Song Wanyin looked at Jiang Lanyue and said coldly:

"Jiang Lanyue, did you let the servants take off the clothes, or did you take them off yourself?"