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

After leaving the restaurant, the two did not rush to get into the car and go home, but instead strolled leisurely along the street.

"Yuan Shu, how about I come keep you company tonight?"

“The Marquis stayed at Concubine Baitong’s place last night. He should go and keep Concubine Wan company today. He should treat both of them equally,” Wen Yuanshu said gently.

"Isn't this too unfair to you?" Seeing how sensible she was, Pei Zeyu couldn't help but feel a genuine pity in his eyes.

“I don’t think it’s unfair,” Wen Yuanshu said with a smile. “As long as the Marquis’s mansion is peaceful, I’ll be content.”

"If Your Excellency truly cares for me, please comfort the other sisters in the household for me."

Her words were so dignified and generous that Pei Zeyu was moved and reached out his hand to her.

Wen Yuanshu lowered her eyes and looked at that hand. After a moment, she naturally took that hand and walked forward with him.

The two were so focused on walking forward that neither of them noticed a man dressed in black robes and wearing a ferocious beast mask standing not far behind them.

As Lu Chengyuan looked at the two people walking hand in hand ahead, a storm was quietly brewing in his unfathomable black eyes.

He already knew that she was married, and it was perfectly normal for her to be so intimate with her husband.

But for some reason, when he saw it with his own eyes, he always felt a pang of sadness and unease in his heart.

His gaze lingered on the figure dressed in plain clothes, unable to look away for a long time.

The two walked a little further, and Wen Yuanshu said she was tired, so Pei Zeyu accompanied her into the car.

Chunhua sent a message to Baitong early in the morning, telling Baitong to wait at the door. Pei Zeyu sent the message away as soon as he returned, and Wen Yuanshu finally had some peace and quiet.

"Chunhua, I only now realize how difficult it was for Baitong." Wen Yuanshu rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Chunhua couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems I'll have to prepare even more silver for Aunt Baitong!"

-

That night, Pei Zeyu was unable to get away from Bai Tong, so Wen Yuanshu, as usual, asked Pei Xi about his studies and then went back to her bedroom to rest.

"This child is learning so fast! Not long ago he was studying Chinese characters, and now he's already learning the Analects of Confucius?"

Although Pei Xi is at the right age to start learning the Four Books and Five Classics, the point is that ordinary children start learning at six and only begin learning these things at eight. How long has Pei Xi been in school?

"Young master is working very hard! I heard from the page who serves him that he reads until late at night after he goes home!"

"Late at night?" Wen Yuanshu frowned.

Pei Xi is at a crucial stage of growth; how can she stay up all night?

Wen Yuanshu hurriedly asked Chunhua to send a bowl of hot porridge to the side courtyard, and repeatedly told him to rest early.

-

As night deepened, the swordplay on the training ground gradually subsided, a wine jar shattered on the ground, and a tall figure crashed to the ground with a thud.

The fragments of the wine jars were almost piled up into a small mountain in a corner of the training ground, and Lu Chengyuan's face was flushed with the effects of drunkenness.

“Young master, you really don’t know pain,” a scholar-looking man sat to the side, looking at him helplessly. “Tell me about yourself, you got drunk once when you were jilted, you got drunk once when someone else got married, and today you got drunk again when you saw someone on the street having a good relationship with their husband. Years have passed, how come you haven’t grown up at all?”

Lu Chengyuan scoffed, "If I'm useless, what makes you so?"

The Embroidered-Robe Envoy was a powerful figure in the prefectures and counties. In the capital, he was not only feared, but any official with a guilty conscience would tremble at the sight of him.

"Keep being stubborn! If you were really so capable, you wouldn't be drinking alone all night," the scholar said. "Young master, if you really can't let go of Miss Wen, just take her back! You know she hasn't been having a good time in the Marquis's mansion these past two years!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chengyuan's heart stirred.