Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

"I heard that the Third Young Mistress was not feeling well this morning, so I wanted to come and see her," Aunt Yao explained as soon as she entered. Seeing Feng Yun get up to greet her, she quickly said, "Third Young Mistress, please sit down. There's no need to bother with these formalities. It would be a waste to tire yourself out."

According to custom, although Aunt Yao was not Feng Yun's official mother-in-law, Feng Yun, as Sheng Yuan's male wife, still had to pay her respects.

"Please sit down, Auntie." Sheng Yuan asked Liu Jun to bring a stool for Aunt Yao.

When Aunt Yao entered the room, she saw that charcoal was still burning inside. This young master Feng was wearing a thick outer robe, covered with a blanket, and holding a hot water bottle. In contrast, her own son was only wearing a thin shirt. She then realized the young master's noble and aristocratic physique.

"I am unwell and unable to personally go to the courtyard to pay my respects to you, Aunt. Please forgive me." Feng Yun felt a little awkward referring to herself, but she still had to be polite.

"What are you saying, Third Young Madam? You are not well, so you should take care of yourself." Aunt Yao didn't mind at all. Her son's future depended on the Marquis's mansion, so she naturally had to treat this person well.

"The Third Young Mistress's handwriting looks much more elegant than the Third Young Master's." Aunt Yao noticed the several pieces of calligraphy on the coffee table at a glance.

Feng Yun never expected that Aunt Yao would have such insights into calligraphy.

"Does your aunt really like calligraphy?"

"I am not like the Third Young Master and Third Young Mistress, who are gentlemen and scholars. I only learn these things in order to please the master and have a comfortable life. I only have a superficial understanding of these things."

Aunt Yao smiled awkwardly. She only started learning to read after entering the Pei family. At first, the master found it novel and taught her. In her youth, she also fell in love with such a gentle scholar.

Concubines are like duckweed; when I'm in a good mood, I'll patiently tease them, but when I'm not, they're nothing to me.

If I hadn't been lucky enough to give birth to the third young master, I'm afraid I would have been forgotten by the master long ago.

Sometimes, reading and studying are not just for personal ambitions, but also for survival or to improve one's life.

Compared to the lofty aspirations of scholars and gentlemen, this is indeed petty, but it is also a reality.

“I was originally a farmer, and I’m sorry that the Third Young Mistress is laughing at me.”

Feng Yun learned about Aunt Yao from Sui Yun. He heard that Aunt Yao came from a farming family and was sold to the Pei family as a concubine because her family was poor. She was Sheng Yuan's birth mother.

"How could that be? Auntie can tell the difference in the characters at a glance. That's quite impressive." Feng Yun felt that everyone has their own way of suffering in life. If you can find a way out for yourself, that's already quite remarkable.

"Third Young Madam, you flatter me too much." Aunt Yao thought this Young Master Feng was quite approachable.

"I heard that the Third Young Master had a falling out with the First Madam today because of the Third Young Madam. I never expected that the Third Young Master, who is usually so quiet, would have a moment like this." Aunt Yao took the tea from Liu Jun and casually mentioned this incident, teasingly.

“Ziyuan’s body can’t withstand the strain, so I spoke up to mention it, without contradicting the First Madam.” Shengyuan would not admit that he, as a son born out of wedlock, had been disrespectful to his elders.

Aunt Yao had already learned about what happened in the front hall through the servants.

"The Third Young Master mentioned it, which greatly angered the First Madam. The Master punished her by confining her to her room to reflect on her mistakes."

Aunt Yao told them what she knew: "The Third Young Mistress has just entered the family, so she probably doesn't know much about the Pei family. The First Madam is a fiery person with lofty ambitions, but she's not cunning at all. She wears her heart on her sleeve and isn't a difficult person to deal with."

"In addition, the master has already sent a letter to bring the original concubines to the Pei residence. The third young mistress lives in Ziyun Courtyard and there is usually no contact between them. However, we must be careful of Aunt Luo and her child, as they may cause trouble for the third young mistress and the Marquis's residence."

Aunt Yao insisted on coming today, mainly to warn the two children that Aunt Luo is a ruthless person who will stop at nothing to achieve her goals. She has even used her own children for her own benefit.

His son had finally gotten married, but his wife was someone who couldn't withstand any trouble. In addition, he was afraid that they would use the Marquis's mansion as a shield and cause some great disaster, which would be impossible for anyone to cover up.

Feng Yun frowned upon hearing this.

My mother said that the Marquis's mansion would be holding a spring banquet in a couple of days, and had also sent invitations to the two young ladies of the Pei family, as a gesture of respect to the Pei family.

He needs to remind his mother now.

"Don't worry, Auntie, we'll keep an eye on Aunt Luo's side." Sheng Yuan knew what Aunt Yao was thinking; in this era, families always shared the same fate, whether it was prosperity or ruin.

Aunt Luo was quite liked by Pei's father; she was gentle and considerate.

Her daughter is currently engaged, and her son has just finished the imperial examination. With the support of the Marquis's family, what worries do they have about their future?

"It's good that Third Young Master and Third Young Mistress know this. One should always be wary of others." Seeing that they had all understood her instructions, Aunt Yao prepared to leave. "It's getting late, and I should go back now. I won't disturb Third Young Master and Third Young Mistress's rest any longer."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Sheng Yuan and Feng Yun both stood up and said, "Take care, Auntie."

After Aunt Yao left, Sheng Yuan saw Feng Yun deep in thought with his head down.

"When we return to our parents' home tomorrow, we can remind them that the Marquis's mansion has already treated the Pei family very well, so there's no need for them to always give in to them."

Feng Yun heard the sound fading into the distance and looked up at him. "My illness has been a burden on you. My parents are thinking of ways to make up for it..."

“It’s not a burden. How could marrying Ziyuan be a bad thing? I didn’t agree to this marriage for these benefits.” Before Feng Yun could finish speaking, Sheng Yuan interrupted him: “Ziyuan, do you know the saying that a small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment? The Marquis’s mansion is now making concessions step by step for this marriage. How will they satisfy their greedy hearts that have been nurtured by the Marquis’s mansion in the future? No matter how you look at this marriage, in my opinion, it has never wronged me, so there is no such thing as a burden.”

“Shengyuan, I…” Feng Yun looked at the man in front of him, not knowing what to say. His heart was strange and complicated.

Sheng Yuan held his hands, "Young Master Feng is exceptionally talented, and I admire him greatly. It is a blessing from heaven that we can become husband and wife."

Feng Yun seemed frozen in place.

This was the first time Sheng Yuan had spoken to him in such a straightforward and serious tone about marriage. His eyes were sincere, making it hard not to believe his sincerity.

Sheng Yuan is gay; she likes him.

“I’m telling you my secrets just so you know that this marriage was exactly what I wanted. The Marquis’s family never forced me, and they don’t owe me anything.” Seeing him sitting there blankly, Sheng Yuan knew he was frightened, and gently comforted him: “If you don’t know what to do, then do nothing; if you don’t know what to say, then say nothing.”

Feng Yun truly didn't know how to respond to his feelings.

Seeing the fleeting look of disappointment on Sheng Yuan's face, followed by his attempt to comfort himself, he felt a pang of sympathy.