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

Wen Yuanshu nodded: "Of course, but I wonder what the Marquis intends to do?"

“This title of Marquis was earned by my ancestors on the battlefield. I am the Marquis, and if I want to do something, I can only inherit the family business,” Pei Zeyu said with difficulty. “But you know the current situation of the Marquis’s Mansion. If I want to do something, I still need the support of the General’s Mansion in the beginning.”

“What you say makes sense, Lord Marquis.”

Seeing that Wen Yuanshu remained indifferent and showed no curiosity about his affairs, nor did she take the initiative to ask, Pei Zeyu had no choice but to get straight to the point: "Yuanshu, military affairs are complicated, and I have never been involved in them before. I wonder... could you help me talk to my father-in-law and ask him to take me to the eastern suburban camp for a visit?"

Wen Yuanshu's eyebrows twitched slightly: "But military camps are important places, not places you can just go wherever you want."

Pei Zeyu's face flashed with a hurt expression: "Yuan Shu, we are family. Of course, outsiders can't just go whenever they want, but as your husband and your father-in-law's son-in-law, am I to be treated the same as an outsider?"

Wen Yuanshu sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm: "But this matter is no joke, my lord, I'm afraid I have to go home."

Seeing that she finally agreed, Pei Zeyu's face lit up with joy: "Oh! Of course! Here's what you'll do: you go back tomorrow. I've prepared a gift for my father-in-law, so please deliver it to him for me."

Wen Yuanshu's eyebrows twitched slightly: "My lord, aren't you coming back with me?"

Pei Zeyu's face stiffened: "I...I have things to do tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to find the time."

The other members of the Wen family are not as easily fooled as Wen Yuanshu. If he reveals any flaws in front of the Wen family, he will be in deep trouble!

To be on the safe side, it would be better for Wen Yuanshu to go back by herself.

Fearing that Wen Yuanshu would be unhappy, Pei Zeyu quickly said, "Yuanshu, I really have something to do tomorrow. Don't be angry. I'll make it up to you when you come back, okay?"

Wen Yuanshu sighed: "No need, I'll go back by myself. As the head of the household, the Marquis naturally has important matters to attend to."

Pei Zeyu nodded repeatedly: "Yes!"

The matter was settled smoothly.

Wen Yuanshu was going back to her parents' home the next day, so she immediately started packing. Pei Zeyu even sent over a lot of nice things. If you didn't know better, you would really think that Pei Zeyu had great respect for the General's Mansion.

In reality, they had ulterior motives.

Wen Yuanshu's expression was icy as she carefully put away the booklet: "Take it back with you tomorrow."

Chunhua nodded.

"Is Xi'er going to take a ten-day break tomorrow? Ask him if he wants to go back together."

"Yes."

Chunhua returned shortly afterward, followed by Pei Zhicheng.

"Mother," Pei Zhicheng knelt down immediately upon arrival, "I heard that Mother is returning to the General's Mansion tomorrow. I wonder if I may accompany Mother?"

Wen Yuanshu raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you dislike the General's Mansion?"

Pei Zhicheng sighed: "That was because my son was young and ignorant. But after copying the Ksitigarbha Sutra, my son suddenly understood and realized that he had been rude and impolite before. This time, he wants to apologize to his maternal grandparents' family. I hope Mother will agree."

This person is so desperate that he even curses himself.

Wen Yuanshu pondered for a moment and said, "Since you put it that way, then go back and pack up."

Pei Zhicheng was overjoyed: "Thank you, Mother!"

The next morning, Wen Yuanshu took her two children to the General's Mansion.

Knowing that she was coming back today, Wen Heng didn't go to the East Suburb Camp, but only sent Wen Jing and Wen Tianming there.

Wen Heng and Madam Wen were still worried about her falling into the water on Mid-Autumn Festival night, and were afraid that she would get cold. As soon as Wen Yuanshu got off the carriage, she took her into the house.

"Father, Mother, I'm not that delicate." Looking at the hand warmer that Sheng had stuffed into her hands, Wen Yuanshu felt warm but also a little helpless.

It's only been two months since the Mid-Autumn Festival, how come we're already using a hand warmer?

"How could it not be! Soaking in the lake on such a cold day, if you don't take good care of yourself, you'll definitely develop health problems later!" Old Madam Wen glared at her, and Wen Yuanshu had no choice but to obediently hold the hand warmer and remain silent.