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

His words were too harsh, and Pei Zeyu's face turned pale. He immediately knelt down: "I had no such intention!"

"Commander Lu, you flatter me!" the old lady quickly added.

Lu Chengyuan snorted coldly: "Whether it is true or not, it is a fact that Pei Zhicheng injured people in the palace. Now that I have come here, I have to bring back an explanation to His Majesty. The old lady and the marquis can discuss it slowly."

Wen Jing and Wen Tianming stood up: "We're going to see Yuan Shu, please excuse us."

Pei Zeyu quickly cupped his hands in greeting to the two of them.

Wen Jing walked to the door, then suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly, saying, "Since Pei Zhicheng attacked Yuan Shu, even though it was unintentional, my General's Mansion will not forgive him. Therefore, if the Marquis's Mansion wants to make Pei Zhicheng the heir in the future, then our General's Mansion will not be able to help him."

After saying that, Wen Jing walked away.

Pei Zeyu's bowing motion froze, and then he looked up in disbelief at the departing figures of the Wen brothers.

How dare they directly interfere in the affairs of the Marquis's household?!

The old lady snorted coldly and lowered her voice, saying, "How arrogant! Does the Wen family get to decide who will be the heir of our Marquis's mansion?"

Pei Zeyu snapped out of his daze and gave a bitter laugh.

It really is up to them to call the shots.

After all, nowadays, all the people from the Marquis's mansion in the army are working under the Wen family. If the Wen family is unhappy, crushing them is no more difficult than crushing an ant.

They were pinned down, and the Marquis's mansion was doomed.

This feeling of being controlled by others... is truly unbearable.

Pei Zeyu took a deep breath, turned around and saw that Lu Chengyuan had also left with the Wen brothers. Startled, he quickly stopped him: "Commander Lu, the two young masters of the Wen family are Yuan Shu's own brothers, but you—"

Lu Chengyuan glanced at him with his eyes down: "Now that I'm here, how can I report back to the palace if I don't personally confirm the situation of the Lady of the Marquis?"

"Can--"

Lu Chengyuan didn't have much patience and walked straight ahead, bumping into Pei Zeyu who was blocking his way, causing him to stumble.

The three of them headed towards the main courtyard and waited outside for a while until Chunhua came out before they went inside.

As I passed through the courtyard, I indeed saw Pei Zhicheng kneeling there.

Perhaps because he had been kneeling for too long, he was not kneeling as upright as before, and his face was much paler.

The three men passed by him, glancing at him briefly before looking away and going straight into the house.

Wen Yuanshu looked well and in good spirits, seemingly unaffected by the illness.

The moment Wen Yuanshu saw Wen Jing and Wen Tianming, she suddenly felt an unbearable stinging in her eyes.

He took his younger sister into his arms, patted her back gently twice, and comforted her, "It's alright, it's alright, your brother is here. No one will dare to bully you."

"I think this whole family has really forgotten who they're relying on to stay afloat!"

"This time, they really need to learn a lesson!"

"Alright, alright, come here, let your second brother give you a hug! Look how wronged my little sister is!" Wen Tianming hugged Wen Yuanshu and spun her around. "If anything happens in the future, just go home and talk to us. Our General's Mansion is still here, we can't let you suffer any injustice!"

"Um……"

Lu Chengyuan stepped forward, his gaze falling on Wen Yuanshu with a hint of expectation, and coughed as if to indicate something.

Wen Yuanshu looked him up and down: "Your throat is uncomfortable, so you'll call Wangyou over to take a look?"

Lu Chengyuan choked, then gritted his teeth and said, "You don't need to worry about this."

Wen Jing and Wen Tianming exchanged a glance, a smile flashing in their eyes.

"Alright, we came here specifically to see you. Now that we're glad you're alright, we can go back and report to our father and mother."

Wen Yuanshu nodded: "How are Father and Mother?"

“He’s fine,” Wen Jing nodded. “Although Father was quite angry, he’s in good health. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Wen Yuanshu was relieved.

As the brother and sister chatted, Lu Chengyuan, not wanting to be ignored, interjected, "How are you feeling? You finally recovered quite a bit, is this going to cause a relapse?"