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

Song Wanyin and Xiao Jingheng rode back to the capital at full speed, and they parted ways in an alley.

After all, they were a single man and a single woman, inseparable as they went in and out, so it was inevitable that they would be gossiped about.

Xiao Jingheng had already sent a pigeon message to Jing Mo in advance, asking him to prepare a carriage and wait there.

Instead, he was somewhat reluctant to part with his junior sister.

But all good things must come to an end.

Song Wanyin tiptoed back to the stable, settled the Ferghana horse, and did not dare to enter through the front door, so he sneaked in through the back door.

Before he could take two steps, he was caught by Nanny Wei.

"Girl, are you going to roll in the mud?

Look at you, you're so dirty, why are you still wearing men's clothes?

Where have you been these days? I was so worried about you."

Facing Nanny Wei's nagging, Song Wanyin knew that she was concerned about her. After all, she was raised by her.

"Madam Wei, please stop talking, I will go take a shower and change my clothes.

By the way, my eldest brother and eldest sister-in-law haven't said anything these days, right?"

While helping her dust off the dirt, Madam Wei said worriedly:

"Since Tiancheng returned home alone a few days ago, the master and his wife were very worried when they saw that you did not come back with them.

After all, your identity is different now. If something happens to you, the consequences will be disastrous.

The master is concerned about your safety and is so anxious that he is about to go out to look for you.

Later, I heard from Tian Cheng that you and Master Taifu were working on the case together, and the master finally calmed down. "

Song Wanyin's heart was filled with guilt. After her revenge was successful, she would stay with her family members and never leave them.

Back in Hewang Garden, Nanny Wei and Tiancheng helped Song Wanyin bathe and change clothes, and disposed of all her dirty clothes.

Seeing that she came back safe and sound, Tian Cheng said aggrievedly:

"My lady, I have never left your side since I was a child.

No matter what happens in the future, please don't abandon me again, okay?"

Song Wanyin couldn't help but tap the tip of her nose and said with a smile:

"knew.

How's the news I asked you to find out?"

Sweet Orange reported truthfully:

"Lao Bai and Biao Ye sent a pigeon letter once, saying that the rebel leader was too cunning and was playing guerrilla warfare with them.

Every time when they felt they were sure to win, various unexpected situations would occur, causing them to miss out on the rebel leader.

This rebel leader has some real skills, otherwise he would not have been lurking in Shangjing City for so many years and has not been caught.

It seems to have become a major concern for His Majesty today.

I'm sorry to say that with our limited manpower, it will be difficult to capture the rebel leader alive."

Song Wanyin's face darkened instantly. It seemed that he had to think of a way. Instead of waiting for something to happen, it would be better to catch it in a jar.

"Tiancheng, is my elder brother at home?"

Sweet Orange shook his head and said:

"My Lord has been busy with official duties recently and has basically been in the palace, rarely coming back.

All the big and small matters in the mansion are now managed by the lady.

This morning, Aunt Shen came from afar with her son and daughter to visit us, and Madam is entertaining them in the main hall."

what?

Aunt Shen is here?

Song Wanyin couldn't help but frown. Although Aunt Shen was her mother's biological sister, she was selfish and mean.

When my parents were alive, the Taiwei Mansion was in its heyday. Aunt Shen brought her children and wanted to stay in the mansion and refused to leave.

Every time he came to visit, he came empty-handed, and after staying for a year or two, he would leave with all the food and things he had taken.

During the time I lived in the mansion, I was a talkative person. I didn't say what I should say, and I said things that I shouldn't say.

He never cared about the occasion or the time, and always acted as he pleased. Relying on the fact that he was a relative of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, he often showed off his power, acted arrogantly, and looked down on others.

As a result, he offended many dignitaries who came to visit his mansion, brought shame to the Taiwei Mansion, and was an unpopular person.

"I have to go to the main hall to meet Aunt Shen. My sister-in-law is new here and she will definitely not be able to handle it."

The main hall is solemn and dignified. Paintings and calligraphy by famous people are hung on the surrounding walls. The Kirin incense burner on the table is lit with sandalwood, emitting a faint fragrance.

Shen Yuanqing sat on a sandalwood chair, the sunlight filtering through the carved window lattices, shining on her silver hair, reflecting a light luster.

The traces of time were engraved in the corners of her eyes. She was wearing a royal blue brocade robe with exquisite peony patterns embroidered on the robe and sleeves. She wore an emerald jade bracelet on her wrinkled wrist.

"Alas, my sister who was unlucky and short-lived did not get to see her son get married, and she just got married and had children so casually.

He didn't even have the chance to inform us, the elders.

After all, children's marriage requires the permission of their parents and the words of a matchmaker.

Everyone pays attention to a good match, especially for someone like our Feng Ge'er, who is handsome and proficient in both civil and military strategies.

Looking across the entire Shangjing City, countless noble ladies in the capital were vying to marry him.

How could he be so stubborn and fall for an ordinary female doctor? It's really a pity."

Hua Muxue sat quietly beside him, maintaining a dignified and virtuous demeanor, with a hint of tenderness between her brows.

“Aunt Shen, although my niece-in-law is not born into a noble family, her master is the legendary doctor Chang Baishan, and she is his only disciple.

Looking at the entire Shangjing City, not only are the doctors in the folks not as skilled as my niece-in-law, but even the imperial doctors in the palace are not as skilled as my niece-in-law.

My niece-in-law has a miraculous healing skill and takes it as her duty to save the dying and heal the wounded. She has always had a good reputation among the people."

Shen Yuanqing rolled his eyes to the sky, took a sip of tea, and chuckled:

"Haha, after all, I'm just a female doctor who treats illnesses, don't make yourself sound so unattainable.

You have never had any contact with aristocrats since childhood, and you don't understand their rules and etiquette. How can you assist your husband in the future?

As the wife of the Grand Marshal, you represent the reputation of the mansion. You can't just hide in the mansion and not see anyone for your whole life.

This most basic social interaction is still necessary. If you don't know anything, people will just laugh at you.

They might even gossip about the Grand Commandant's Mansion behind your back."

Hua Muxue smiled and treated him politely:

"Aunt Shen is worrying too much. My husband has always loved me and doesn't want me to worry about these trivial matters.

As long as I take care of the household affairs, take good care of our two sons, and solve my husband's worries.

We don’t ask for great wealth and honor, we just want our family to be together in harmony and happiness forever.”

Seeing that she was not interested, Shen Yuanqing's face darkened and he said in a sarcastic tone:

“That may not necessarily lead to a harmonious and happy family.

Especially among the nobility, it is not easy to become the mistress of the house and firmly hold the heart of the husband.

Men have always been fickle and there is no one who is not cheating.

Among the nobility, every man has three wives and four concubines, which symbolizes power and status.

As women, if we want to be good wives and manage household affairs, we must also be on guard against concubines taking over. This is a big deal.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just take my good-for-nothing niece for example, she gave up the chance to be the mistress of a marquisate and chose to become an abandoned woman.

Although the Song family was blessed by the emperor's grace, she was canonized as a county lady, thus avoiding some unnecessary verbal disputes.

But it still cannot hide the fact that she was divorced. Which man will be willing to marry her in the future?"