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

Old Madam Yang clearly didn't want to get involved anymore, and Yang Xun's face immediately fell into a mournful expression.

After leaving Madam Yang's place, Yang Xun originally intended to go to Wen Qinglan's place, but halfway there, he saw his elder brother walking towards him.

Yang Xun was always instinctively afraid of his own older brother.

Seeing that Yang Lin was coming for him, Yang Xun didn't even dare to dodge, and gave an awkward smile: "Big brother."

Yang Lin stopped in front of him and said calmly, "It seems that your mother has spoiled you too much."

Yang Xun felt a pang of anxiety, instinctively sensing that something bad was about to happen.

"Big brother, please just say what you have to say."

"The Wen family sent an invitation. Did you know about this?"

As expected, it's about invitations again.

its not right.

"Didn't the Wen family only send an invitation to Mother? Why did you accept it too?"

"The invitation sent to me was specially delivered by the Wen family, telling me I absolutely had to go." Yang Lin looked at him intently. "Do you know what the Wen family means by this?"

Yang Xun wasn't stupid; the Wen family's intentions were already so clear, of course he could see it.

It was simply telling him that if he treated Wen Qinglan badly again, the Wen family would take action against the Yang family.

If it were anyone else, Yang Xun might have just scoffed and let it go, but with the Wen family…

There's a high chance they'd actually do something like that.

Seeing that he had made a move, Yang Lin did not linger any longer: "Now that you know the matter, you must have a better idea of ​​how to act in the future."

"...Don't worry, brother, I understand."

Yang Xun sighed heavily.

He didn't just find himself a wife; he brought home a tyrant!

She had only been ignored for a few months, but Wen Qinglan had gone and made a big fuss about it in front of the Wen family!

Now that the Wen family is backing Wen Qinglan up, his life is really going to be quite dull from now on.

Just then, a servant came to announce that Wen Qinglan had returned. Yang Xun sighed and strode over to greet her.

When Wen Qinglan returned from her trip, she seemed like a completely different person.

She glanced at Yang Xun, who appeared at the door, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

See, he became obedient as soon as the Wen family spoke.

It's laughable that I actually believed him before, thinking that I could only live well without the Wen family.

Fortunately, the Wen family didn't care about those things and were willing to support her.

“…Madam.” Yang Xun stepped forward, and Wen Qinglan alighted from the carriage. “Madam is pregnant, why did you go out?”

Hearing his words, Wen Qinglan chuckled: "Is my husband upset that I went back to the Wen family?"

Once those words were spoken, the weight in Wen Qinglan's heart was finally lifted a little, and she felt a long-lost sense of pride.

"What are you saying, Madam? How could that be!" Yang Xun chuckled dryly. "I'm just worried about you, Madam. I'm afraid something might happen to you now that you're so far along in your pregnancy. That would be terrible."

"Thank you for your concern, my husband," Wen Qinglan said calmly.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.

Yang Xun has been pampered by Madam Yang since he was a child. It is already not easy for him to adopt such a humble attitude. If you ask him to be any more humble, he will probably backfire.

In the end, it was Wen Qinglan who spoke first: "After all, I am related to the Wen family by blood. Since we are both in the capital, it is only natural that we visit each other often. I hope my husband will not have any objections?"

Since it's said to be human nature, what could Yang Xun possibly complain about?

He smiled and said, "That's not true."

"That's good." Wen Qinglan nodded and then went into the mansion with him.

After passing through the hanging flower gate, Wen Qinglan spoke again: "I'm nearing my due date, and this courtyard is so smoky and chaotic that I'm having trouble getting any rest."

What she meant was that she wanted to seek justice for the injustices she had suffered over the past few months.

Since Yang Xun was in the wrong first, he could only say, "I will do as my wife says."

Even so, Yang Xun was still uneasy.

It's one thing if it's someone else, but his beloved concubine...

Fortunately, Wen Qinglan was understanding: "I know that my husband dotes on Lady Shui. Don't worry, I will handle it appropriately."

Discretionary measures do not mean no measures.

The two were separated by a blood feud, but now that she had gained power, she wanted to avenge the child she had lost!

Yang Xun nodded: "Okay."

-

Just do it.

The next day, Wen Qinglan gathered all her concubines in the main hall.

The concubines also knew about her regaining power. Today, they changed their previous arrogance and domineering attitude, and now they even showed some submissiveness in front of Wen Qinglan.

Wen Qinglan's gaze swept over them one by one, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she slowly picked up her teacup and took a sip.

Seeing her so confident demeanor, Lady Shui finally couldn't help but sneer, "Things are really different now that you've re-established ties with the Wen family. Before, when would Madam ever put on airs like this?"

As soon as she finished speaking, not a single person dared to applaud her.

Wen Qinglan lifted her eyelids and glanced at her, then slowly took a sip of tea and said, "It's a wonder you know I'm the Madam. Do you even know your own place?"

Shui Niangzi scoffed disdainfully, "So what if I'm a concubine? Even if I am a concubine, I'm the one who's pampered by the young master. What good is a title if you're just a mistress? If it weren't for the Wen family backing you up, would you be able to hold your head high now?"

"Just having a title..." Wen Qinglan chuckled, "There are some people who would rather die than have this empty title of mine."

Her words clearly struck a nerve with Shui Niangzi: "...Who cares?"

Wen Qinglan took another sip of tea, slowly put down her teacup, and said, "I'm sure you all know why I called you here today."

The concubines exchanged glances and nodded hesitantly.

They came here to settle accounts.

“But don’t be afraid, I won’t eat you,” Wen Qinglan said with a smile. “I’ll fine you two years’ worth of monthly allowance, and that will be the end of it.”

Two years' worth of monthly allowances, though undeniably heavy, were still a lot of money for everyone until Wen Qinglan said those words, before they realized they were about to be beaten to death.

In comparison, the monthly allowance over two years becomes insignificant.

"Thank you ma'am!"

Everyone was sincere.

Water Maiden scoffed, her gaze towards Wen Qinglan now filled with even more disdain.

They treated him so badly, and all they dared to do was fine him two years' worth of monthly allowance. They're spineless!

Meeting Shangshui Niangzi's gaze, Wen Qinglan smiled slightly: "You, forty strokes of the cane."

A single, casual remark landed, and the main room fell into complete silence.

Water Maiden's eyes widened in disbelief: "Why are they only fined two years' worth of monthly allowance, while I get beaten up?!"

"Why, don't you know?" Wen Qinglan's eyes narrowed, and suddenly a hint of murderous intent appeared.

Water Maiden's imposing manner instantly weakened; "Have you ever considered how the young master would treat you if you attacked me?! You'll never have a good life again!"

Wen Qinglan curled her lips into a smile.

Who cares about him?