May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

After that day, Wen Yuanshu seemed to have forgotten about it, going about her daily routine as if she knew nothing at all.

Not long after the old lady's birthday banquet, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.

Having learned from the previous experience, the old lady did not dare to let Xie Qianjiao organize the banquet herself this time, but instead personally asked Wen Yuanshu to watch from the side.

Now, Xie Qianjiao's gaze towards Wen Yuanshu became increasingly strange.

If before it was just minor squabbles and jealousy, now it seems he's treating her like a mortal enemy.

Wen Yuanshu was not intimidated by her, and sparks seemed to fly between them as they stared at each other.

Although there were some mishaps at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, fortunately, it didn't escalate too much in the end, and the old lady turned a blind eye, so it passed.

A few days later, news came from the General's Mansion.

"The First Madam said that the back villa has been prepared and asked when you have time to go with her," Chunhua said.

Wen Yuanshu pondered for a moment and said, "Let's do it tomorrow."

It's getting late, and if we delay any longer, we might not be able to open this winter, which would mean a huge loss of money.

Chunhua nodded, then turned and left.

The next morning, the master and servant went to the general's mansion, and then changed to a light and stable carriage before heading to the back mountain villa.

Just as I stepped out onto the main street, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

Wen Yuanshu lifted the curtain and looked outside, and saw a group of soldiers escorting people into the city.

This scene seems familiar.

"This is also thanks to that Embroidered-Robed Envoy," Madam Wen glanced at him and then looked away. "A while ago, a prefect was escorted back, and those sent back these past few days are the underlings of that prefect. I'm afraid there will be more excitement in the next few days."

"Now that this matter is settled, that commander in embroidered robes should be returning soon."

The Embroidered-Robe Envoy wields such power, having the authority to decide life and death, and showing no respect to anyone. If the Embroidered-Robe Commander returns to the capital, I'm afraid some people in the capital will not be able to sleep at night.

Wen Yuanshu made a "hmm" sound.

The excitement quickly subsided, and Wen Yuanshu lowered the curtain again, chatting casually with Madam Wen.

After traveling for quite some time, the carriage finally stopped again.

Wen Yuanshu got out of the car, not even wanting to step on the footstool, and jumped down directly, feeling uncomfortable all over her body.

Wen Jing had already dismounted and was looking at her with a smile: "How about we switch places on the way back? You ride the horse?"

As a girl from a general's family, Wen Yuanshu knows how to ride a horse.

Wen Yuanshu shook her head: "Big brother, why can't you even spare this moment?"

Wen Jing chuckled: "Let's go in and take a look."

Wen Yuanshu affectionately linked arms with Madam Wen and followed Wen Jing into the estate.

Once inside, Wen Yuanshu realized why she hadn't been called over until today.

The courtyard had been repaired and leveled inside and out, and even the layout had been changed. The houses had also been renovated and were brand new, without a trace of desolation.

“I came here in person that day and saw that there was a hot spring in this estate, so I thought you probably wanted to exchange it for some silver,” Wen Jing said as he led the two of them to the back. “The front is like this, but the back hasn’t even started yet. Tell me, what do you want to do?”

Wen Yuanshu sighed as she walked.

No wonder he's her older brother.

Even before the brother and sister had met, Wen Jing had already figured out her thoughts completely.

"I'll do whatever you say, Big Brother," Wen Yuanshu said with a smile.

Wen Jing had expected this, and said helplessly, "You little rascal..."

I really don't want to worry about it at all.

Wen Yuanshu smiled but remained silent, but Madam Wen chimed in, "Why are you still unhappy? If you don't care about your own sister's affairs, whose are you going to worry about? Shu'er, don't worry, I will make sure your elder brother sets up your estate well and opens it this winter!"

Wen Yuanshu nodded repeatedly: "Sister-in-law is the best! How about we come over for a soak together this winter?"

"Okay!"

Wen Jing listened to the two chatting and laughing, a gentle smile in his eyes.

-

After a long journey, it was already late at night when they arrived at the Marquis's residence.

As soon as I returned to the courtyard, a maid came over carrying a box.

“This is…” Wen Yuanshu blinked.

Chunhua also looked puzzled.

The maid explained, "This was sent by Mr. Zhou; it contains medicine for the young lady."

Wen Yuanshu's expression changed.

The maid continued, "It's medicine for a medicinal bath. The people at Xinglin Hall said it's best to do it every day, and you shouldn't get chilled or eat raw or cold food."

After saying that, the maid pointed to the table, where several medicine packets were neatly arranged: "Those are oral medicines, twice a day."

Wen Yuanshu looked at the cabinet full of medicine and fell into deep thought.

For a moment, she even thought that her broken body was alright as it was.

It doesn't hurt or itch.

However, Chunhua, who was standing nearby, had already taken action: "This servant will go and ask someone to brew the medicine right away! You've been traveling all day, and you said you weren't feeling well, right? Have some tea and wait a moment!"

After saying that, Chunhua took the medicine bag and walked away with a proud and confident air.

Wen Yuanshu's hand, which she tried to use to stop her, froze in mid-air.

A moment later, a heavy sigh echoed through the room.

From that day on, Wen Yuanshu lived a life of taking medicine during the day and taking medicinal baths at night, her whole being almost completely soaked in the smell of medicine.

Fortunately, her persistence over the past two weeks was not in vain. When Mr. Zhou came to take her pulse, his expression finally relaxed a bit: "Just follow this prescription, soak it for another three weeks, and then I'll come back to check on you!"

Wen Yuanshu sighed again.

There are still 30 days left...

Never mind, as long as it works.

Just keep going.

-

On this day, Pei Xi was on leave when the old lady suddenly sent someone to tell him that Wen Yuanshu should take Pei Xi to Songshou Courtyard.

The two were initially puzzled, but upon arrival they discovered that Xie Qianjiao and Pei Zhicheng were also there.

Since Pei Zhicheng was punished by family law last time, he has been living in Songshou Courtyard, under the care of the old lady and Xie Qianjiao, and has not returned home yet.

Seeing this, Wen Yuanshu understood everything.

They were originally there to test their teaching skills.

The two had not been enrolled for long, so they naturally could not pass the tests on profound knowledge. After some consideration, the old lady ordered someone to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, wanting to see how well they wrote.

The two laid out paper and ground ink, and began to write one after the other.

The old lady was also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. After the two finished writing, she personally took each of their characters and looked at them.

Although Pei Xi's calligraphy is still somewhat immature, it already shows variations in weight and has a basic structure. Given time, he will surely be able to write a beautiful and elegant style.

Pei Zhicheng's calligraphy was done very carefully, stroke by stroke, and it was actually not bad, but compared with Pei Xi, the difference was huge.

The old lady remained expressionless, praising both of them. But after sending them away, she picked up Pei Xi's writing again and examined it carefully.

"Yuan Shu really knows how to raise children..." The old lady shook her head.

The child that Wen Yuanshu randomly selected that day was surprisingly far superior to Pei Zhicheng.

Unfortunately, that wasn't his own grandson.

"It seems I need to have a serious talk with Zeyu and ask him to have a child with Yuanshu as soon as possible."

If Wen Yuanshu can achieve such results in educating an adopted son, she can certainly raise a well-behaved child with excellent character.

With such a child to assist him in the future, Pei Zhicheng will feel more at ease.

Beside her, Zhang's mother's eyes flickered slightly.