You're the one who wants to marry a mistress, and I'm marrying someone else, yet you still

"you……"

Shen Nian'an was speechless at Xie Wanru's words, because he had to admit that what Xie Wanru said was true, and that his wrist was actually immobile!

His father's status also came from inheriting the title; it was his grandfather's merit in establishing the country that gave him this marquisate. They were not familiar with the royal family.

Xie Wanru was different; she was the emperor's adopted daughter, who was granted the title of Yongchang.

"According to the rules, I, Xie Wanru, should be living in the Princess's residence. I am living in your Shen family now, which is to give face to Marquis Yong'an. Do you think it's because of you, Shen Nian'an? Who do you think you are?"

Xie Wanru turned and went into the house.

Shen Nian'an's wrist was dislocated, and the pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Xie Wanru, how dare you hurt me! You vicious woman, just you wait."

Shen Nian'an walked towards Old Madam Shen's courtyard, supporting his hand. He wanted to show his mother how this vicious woman had treated him.

Why should the Shen family care about the opinions of such a wicked woman? He must acknowledge his ancestors and return to the Shen family. Even if Xie Wanru has a son out of his pity, she will never win his heart; he can never love this woman.

Xie Wanru was too lazy to care what he was going to do, and she didn't care about this so-called Marquis's mansion at all.

She has her own things to do and think about now, and she's very busy. In short, she no longer wants to follow any traditional female virtues, such as being a good wife and mother.

These ingrates are impossible to tame. The Xie family used their connections to get Shen Nian'an and his son into officialdom, making the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion one of the four great families of Xuancheng again, but in return, they were betrayed by Shen Nian'an and his son.

In the minds of such people, there may be no thinking that a normal person should have; all that exists are narrow-minded and extremely despicable theories.

In her past life, Shen Yanzhi only told her after the poison took effect:

"You think I genuinely called you 'Mother'? Hah, it was just a trick to fool you. How could a woman like you, who is useless because of her birth, be worthy of being my mother? And the Xie family behind you, always looking down on me like lapdogs, I'll make them all die!"

When Shen Yanzhi said this, his face was contorted with rage. It was as if Xie Wanru was being mean to him. Was the legitimate daughter of a general's family unworthy to be his mother? The Xie family had been taking care of him all along, and his three uncles had even used their military merits to help him get into officialdom. And he actually called it charity?

In this life, Xie Wanru will never raise this ungrateful wretch again. She will make him pay the price for what he did in the previous life.

Xie Wanru went back to her room and sat down.

At this time, the Xie family was still a prosperous family in the Great Zhou Dynasty. She was the youngest child. Her mother died of illness when she was three years old. Her father led her and her brother to guard the northern border. There were still a few years before the emperor fell seriously ill and the princes fought for the throne.

Therefore, to protect the Xie family, they not only need to be wary of the Shen family, but also of the Third Prince, who has been a tyrannical ruler for several years, the innocent young girl, and the man she admires, the white moonlight in her heart.

But things are different now. He is just like Shen Nian'an, a narrow-minded, selfish, and ungrateful wretch. Xie Wanru's judgment in men has been ridiculously poor all her life.

On the first day of her rebirth, Xie Wanru thought about it for a very long time, so much so that her dreams were filled with intricate relationships and fragments.

Xie Wanru had dreams all night long. Some of them were from her past life, and some were just dreams. They were so chaotic that Xie Wanru sometimes couldn't even tell the difference between them.

As a result, Xie Wanru woke up in the morning looking extremely haggard.

“Madam, if you’re feeling unwell, please don’t hold a grudge against the Second Master. Your complexion is... I’d better ask Physician Huo to come over.”

Dongzhu's eyes were full of worry.

Before she got married, her wife did not like the second master. But in the past two years, her feelings have gradually changed. When she saw the second master laughing and talking with others, she said that she wanted to have a child of her own, so that she would not be lonely even without her husband's love.

So she often advised her wife that since she was already in the Shen family, her future destiny was to be a good wife and mother, so she should live a good life and forget about the people and things from the past.

"No need, I just have trouble sleeping because of nightmares. I'll catch up on some sleep later." Xie Wanru's physical condition was still okay. She hadn't practiced martial arts for two or three years, so she was a bit weak, but not frail. "I heard someone enter the courtyard just now. Who came?"

Xie Wanru sat down at the dressing table and asked Dongzhu to do her hair, something she had never been good at.

"Have you forgotten the young master you ordered yesterday? He's here to pay his respects."

Dongzhu picked up a comb and began to do Xie Wanru's makeup.

Xie Wanru then remembered that she had chosen a child yesterday, but had completely forgotten about the person.

After she finished dressing, about half an hour had passed. Because Xie Wanru would often get lost in memories, the time passed by unnoticed.

Dongzhu assumed that her mistress was testing the young master's patience and didn't ask any further questions.

Through the crack in the door, Xie Wanru saw the child standing in the courtyard. Xuancheng was still quite cold after winter began. The child wasn't dressed warmly, but stood straight and motionless in the cold wind.

"Let him in."

Xie Wanru eventually softened her heart. The child looked to be only six or seven years old. She hated Shen Yanzhi, but not all the children in the Shen family.

Dongzhu opened the door and invited the child in. The child came in breathing out warm air, bringing a touch of coolness with him.

"Mo'er greets Madam."

The child, imitating the adults' manner of bowing, bowed to Xie Wanru somewhat slowly.

Xie Wanru didn't have many memories of this child. She only vaguely remembered that he was a child from a collateral branch of the Shen family. His parents died of illness. She didn't choose him back then. Later, he worked for the Shen family. He wasn't outstanding, but he was considered honest.

When she was locked up by Shen Yanzhi, a servant from the Shen family secretly brought her food, though he seemed to be missing an arm. Thinking about it this way, the Shen family wasn't entirely bad.

"Get up, are you cold? Come here."

Xie Wanru knew the child wasn't bad, so she softened terribly and was overwhelmed with maternal love, wanting to keep the child warm.

Humans tend to be more tolerant of most small animals that pose no threat.

"Mo'er is still chilly and will transfer to Madam. Mo'er will warm up if she moves around a bit."

A slight smile appeared on the little boy's face. He rubbed his face with his hands and even jumped up and down a couple of times.

Xie Wanru couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at the child. This was the first time she had smiled since her rebirth, touched by the child's innocence.

"Dongzhu, get him a hot water bottle and a smaller cloak. This little radish can't wear the big one."

Xie Wanru lowered her head and drank her tea. Because of her actions yesterday, this child was able to appear in her courtyard today, which meant that she could change the future. Xie Wanru felt much better and was happy with everything she saw.

Even this seemingly emotionless child suddenly seemed exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Shen Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, as if they were filled with light. Xie Wanru looked closely and realized that the child was actually crying, and the bright light was from his tears.

"Young Master, why are you crying? Are you frostbitten? I'll have someone call the royal physician to take a look at you."

Dongzhu brought the things over and saw that Shen Mo's tears had even dripped onto the ground, and there were still some on his face.

"Auntie, Mo'er is alright, Mo'er is..."

Shen Mo was a little embarrassed. He was a man, and his father had always been a man who didn't easily shed tears, but he was moved to tears by his wife's concern.

The lady certainly wouldn't like a child like that.