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

Watching her retreating figure, Wen Qinglan felt a surge of helplessness.

The maid behind her also looked worried: "Miss, will she do something outrageous?"

Wen Qinglan was also unsure.

However, after a long while, she only said, "Anyway, I've already advised her. If she causes any trouble, she'll have to bear the consequences herself."

She wasn't Wen Siyu's mother, and their relationship wasn't even harmonious. The fact that she had done this much was already more than enough.

Since Wen Siyu is determined to seek her own death, she won't stop her.

"Hurry up," Wen Qinglan said. "I made an appointment with my sister-in-law at the Yang family's house today, so don't keep her waiting."

The maid behind her responded and, without thinking too much, quickly tied up her hair.

-

Meanwhile, after running out of the courtyard, Wen Siyu was in a state of confusion. She wandered around aimlessly for a while, and just then, at a corner, she heard the voices of Wen Yuanshu and Lu Chengyuan.

“I think we should find someone to renovate the lakeside area properly,” Wen Yuanshu said. “That pavilion is too ugly.”

The bare octagonal pavilion, without a single decoration, was comparable to the desolate pavilion on the mountaintop that Lu Chengyuan had taken her to during the Double Ninth Festival.

"Then you find someone, and once this place is fixed, give me the people to use." Lu Chengyuan's voice was full of laughter, as if he had gotten a free bargain.

His residence was not much different from the general's mansion.

He used to live alone and it was fine as it was, but since he was going to marry Wen Yuanshu, he had to make some changes.

He had previously worried that his judgment was poor, and what if Wen Yuanshu was not satisfied with the renovations or was uncomfortable living there? Now that Wen Yuanshu was going to find someone herself, she would naturally explain her requirements to the craftsman in detail. He would then take over the craftsman and have him continue to do things according to Wen Yuanshu's requirements.

Isn't this a freebie?

In addition, the maids and servants also need to be found.

“I have already written a letter and sent it home, asking my mother to start preparing the three letters and six rites,” Lu Chengyuan said.

"Didn't you already prepare a copy before?"

“The old ones are the old ones, they can’t be used anymore,” Lu Chengyuan said seriously. “They all need to be replaced with new ones.”

And it has to be even better.

Wen Yuanshu pursed her lips: "There's no need for that."

"That's how it should be."

Before the two noticed her, Wen Siyu quickly hid behind the bushes and waited until they were far away before coming out.

Watching the two figures leave, Wen Siyu gritted her teeth.

Thinking of the letter Wen Qinglan had already sent home, a resolute glint flashed in Wen Siyu's eyes.

She didn't have much time left, and she had to resort to that one move.

She wasn't intolerant; at worst, she could just let Wen Yuanshu become a concubine after she entered the family!

But the position of Mrs. Lu must be hers!

-

Madam Wen and Wen Qinglan returned at dusk.

Apart from Wen Siyu, everyone else was already seated in the dining room and waiting.

After the two of them came over and took their seats, Madam Wen couldn't wait to ask, "How was it? How was it?"

Wen Qinglan blushed slightly and lowered her head.

Seeing this, Madam Wen smiled and took over the conversation: "Madam Yang has a very good impression of Qinglan, and that young master Yang is also a good person, so now it all depends on Qinglan's wishes."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qinglan's face turned even redder.

Madam Wen couldn't help but tease, "Then it seems like good things are on the horizon?"

Madam Wen smiled and said, "Qinglan, if you are also satisfied, I will send a letter home and ask your family to send your dowry over."

Although they are family, the dowry for their daughter's marriage still has to be provided by Wen Qinglan's biological parents.

However, since they came from the General's Mansion, they would naturally add a portion, as it was a matter of courtesy.

Facing everyone's gaze, Wen Qinglan nodded with a blush, too shy to speak.