It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

When Mu Cong heard what his mother said, his eyes became a little moist.

"Cong'er, what's wrong? Why are your eyes red?" Aunt Feng touched her son's face, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No." Mu Cong shook his head and held back his tears. "I'm just happy that you always think about me. Every time Shen Fengyue comes to me, she either forces me to do something I don't want to do by using the future of the Mu family, or she lectures me with moral principles."

"Silly child, I am your biological mother. I have lived in shame for so many years just hoping to see you again." Aunt Feng's eyes turned red at her son's words. "By the way, when are you going to bring Yu'er's biological mother back?"

"After Bai Wei gave birth to Yu'er, I secretly sent her to a beautiful place outside the city to take good care of her body. I have sent someone to deliver a letter to her, and I think she is already on her way back."

"Then have you sent someone to protect her? If Shen Fengyue finds out that she came back alone, she will definitely kill her."

"Mother, don't worry. Bai Wei has been able to live alone in the outer city for so many years. She must have some skills." Mu Cong smiled slightly, and his eyes became fierce again. "Young Madam has been very kind to us. I will not let Mu Qing get in between Young Madam and the young marquis. It just so happens that she has reached the age to get married. This way, we can completely cut off her thoughts."

"Then you have to find someone who can control her. Otherwise, with her temper, she will definitely make a mess of her husband's family, and it will be a loss of face for you."

"My son knows. Don't worry, mother. I promise that the husband I choose for Mu Qing will be one that even Shen Fengyue can't refuse!"

Yuan Buwei got up in the morning and went to the kitchen.

Then I saw Meng Zhuxin already waiting at the kitchen door.

"Sister Bu Wei, good morning."

"Good morning." Yuan Buwei smiled and led Meng Zhuxin into the kitchen. "Did you sleep in last night? Grandma was worried that it would be unsafe for a girl like you to live in a too quiet courtyard, so she chose a courtyard that was a little lively for you. Did the maids who were cleaning outside this morning wake you up?"

"No, Sister Bu Wei, I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow last night." What happened yesterday was like a dream to Meng Zhuxin. It was not until she lay down that she realized that she was not dreaming. And because the bedding was too soft, she fell asleep in seconds.

If she hadn't heard the noise outside in the morning, she would have probably overslept.

"Just get used to sleeping."

Because Yuan Buwei would cook for Lu Sui almost every day, the servants working in the kitchen bowed to the two of them and then went about their own business.

"Is your elder sister usually picky?"

Meng Zhuxin was about to shake her head, but when she remembered that she was not at home now, she nodded: "A little bit."

"You are picky and in a bad mood. You think the sky is falling at the slightest disturbance, and you make everyone fall down?" Yuan Buwei had already tied an apron while speaking, and took the soaked raw materials for making medicinal food to the stove one by one. "Zhu Xin, because different kinds of Chinese medicine are added to the medicinal food, the taste is naturally not comparable to ordinary meals, but it is more palatable than soup medicine, and it can be eaten as a main meal. I will teach you some simple and effective medicinal food now. After you learn it, you can apply it to other situations."

"Okay, I will study hard."

"In fact, you just need to remember which medicinal ingredients to add to each dish, and the method is very simple. They are mainly stewed, which can ensure that the ingredients and medicinal materials can exert their effects."

Meng Zhuxin nodded, and when she saw Yuan Buwei picking up a kitchen knife to cut vegetables, she quickly reached out: "Sister Buwei, let me do it."

The sharp-eyed Yuan Buwei noticed that there was a little red mark on Meng Zhuxian’s wrist. She frowned and lifted her sleeve high.

Meng Zhuxin's wrists were covered with bruises, new and old wounds intertwined.

"Who did it?"

"Sister Bu, Bu Wei, I'm fine. It's my own fault..."

"These are all whip wounds. Don't tell me you whipped yourself for no reason?" Yuan Buwei lifted her left sleeve again, with the same result. She underestimated Meng Zhuyan's ruthlessness, otherwise why would Meng Zhuxin obey her orders? "It was Meng Zhuyan who did it, right?"

Meng Zhuxin was startled, then quickly shook her head: "No, not the eldest sister, it's..."

"Don't explain for her. She can think of letting you become Zhang Kun's concubine, which means she doesn't regard you as her sister at all." Yuan Buwei sighed, "Don't do it. Just watch me do it. Just remember it."

"Sister Bu Wei, I'm fine. I'm fine. The wounds on my arms have healed. Besides, these minor injuries are nothing..."

Meng Zhuxin's words made Yuan Buwei feel sad.

She and I should have been born with our parents' expectations, but God is so cruel.

Compared to herself who was lucky enough to meet her master, Meng Zhuxin actually grew up in hardship.

"Zhu Xin, you are an independent person. You exist not to take care of your elder sister, nor to live for her." Feeling the same way, Yuan Buwei felt more and more distressed for Meng Zhu Xin.

"But my parents said that my elder sister is not in good health, so I should..."

"Then are you willing?"

Yuan Buwei interrupted her and stared into her timid eyes, wanting her to change herself and to stimulate her long-suppressed anger and grievances. "You are not her maid, you are her sister. She can't have a child, so she lets you and Zhang Kun have one? You know your elder sister's temper better than anyone else. If you really give birth to Zhang Kun's child, do you think you can live to see the child grow up?"

Meng Zhuxin shuddered and her face turned pale.

"Sister Di, Sister Di would never do that."

"Even concubines are unwilling to accept their fate. As the second legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Yong'an, your life should be as bright and dazzling as your legitimate sister's. You can definitely marry your beloved one, and even marry better than your legitimate sister to start a new life. But now you are completely imprisoned. Are you really willing to be like a slave, to have all your self-esteem crushed by your legitimate sister, to be trampled into the mud and never be able to turn over?"

Meng Zhuxin stammered a few times, and tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string.

She didn't know why she was crying.

But she just couldn't control it.

"I, I don't know... Even if I am unwilling, I can't change my current situation. Besides, with my elder sister's temper, even if she is healthy and can get pregnant, she will still let me marry my brother-in-law as a concubine."

"What?" Yuan Buwei frowned, "Did she tell you that?"

"In fact, after my elder sister married my brother-in-law, her life was not so satisfactory. She was weak and sometimes could not meet my brother-in-law's needs. My brother-in-law had promised my elder sister that he would only have her as a woman in his life, so he had been enduring it."

"Excessive!"

Yuan Buwei was so angry that she stabbed the kitchen knife hard on the chopping board: "No wonder she didn't react much yesterday, it turns out she had already made two plans. Zhuxin, tell me the truth, do you want to marry your brother-in-law?"