Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Lin Yiwan was so angry that she almost laughed. This is called filial piety?

Should he personally pour her a bowl of sterile potion? Or should he personally push her into the pond and then play the innocent role?

Or lock her up in a cold woodshed, throw mice all over the floor, and watch them bite her toes and crawl under her body.

Her eyes suddenly flashed with anger, but there was still a cold smile on her pretty face.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "Don't worry, old lady. Now that I have become the Marquis's wife, I will definitely teach him to be a good son and a good daughter-in-law!"

After a pause, she quickly added, "Chen Zhilan is a concubine, so she shouldn't be considered a daughter-in-law!"

Old Madam Zhan was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood again. She snorted coldly, turned around and left quickly.

When Lin Yiwan returned to her yard, she saw that Ling'er had already prepared hot water for her to take a bath and change clothes.

She asked curiously, "Where's Zi'er? Why haven't I seen her?"

Ling'er scratched her head innocently: "Just now I was carrying water, how come he disappeared now?"

Lin Yiwan thought that she was sent by Zhan Yihou and would definitely go to report to him, so she did not continue to ask.

She curled up in the bathtub, enjoying the rare peace and quiet.

At this time, in the study in the front yard, Zi'er stood in front of the cold and serious Zhan Yan with a look of respect.

Although his stern eyes were fixed on the documents, his ears were obviously standing up.

Zi'er said cautiously, "When Madam Chen scolded you, she got very angry and said that you were loyal to the country and fought for the emperor. Anyone who looked down on you was looking down on the emperor, and that was a serious crime that would lead to the confiscation of property and the extermination of the entire family!"

Zhan Yan asked calmly: "Then?"

Zi'er replied, "Then Madam Chen was really frightened and slapped herself on the mouth. I counted, she slapped herself forty times, but Madam still didn't let her stop!"

Although Zhan Yan didn't say anything, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Zi'er continued, "Madam also said that from now on everyone should call her Madam Yan and say that she is your wife!"

Zhan Yan's wrist trembled, and the brush in his palm spread a large black ink mark on the document.

Zi'er was so frightened that she was about to go forward and wipe it, but he waved his hand and said, "Go down first. Remember not to come back and report her affairs!"

Zi'er raised her eyes in astonishment: "Master, aren't you going to live in the inner courtyard?"

Zhan Yan hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly: "Remarrying a disabled person like me is just a temporary whim. I can't ruin her reputation without knowing what's wrong with her. Once she's done with her business, she should leave the Marquis' Mansion with a clean slate!"

A trace of sadness flashed through Zi'er's heart, but she also knew her duty and didn't dare to say too much.

After she bowed respectfully, she turned around and left quickly.

Zhan Yan picked up the brush again and dipped it in ink, but found that his sleeve was also stained.

He subconsciously imagined her cunning and clever look as she grabbed his sleeve, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

Even the corners of his lips were tinged with smile!

The secret guard standing on the tree outside almost fell down headfirst. What happened?

The master actually laughed after Zi'er left?

This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity!

Everyone in the court knew that Marquis Zhan Yi was a living devil who had fought on the battlefield. He was always serious and had a cold face. Even when he met the emperor, he was still distant and indifferent. Why did he suddenly smile after hearing about the cheap lady?

I really can’t understand it!

Zhan Yan didn't know that Ying Yi outside was already terrified. He continued to concentrate on processing official documents.

Lin Yiwan, who was in the dormitory, was so sleepy that her eyelids were almost glued together. She leaned on the soft couch, her little head nodding.