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

In the end, Wen Qinglan was still clever and realized what was going on so quickly, unlike her own silly girl, who had actually gone through a real ordeal.

Wen Qinglan felt a lump in her throat and quickly lowered her head, sniffing.

Looking up again, Wen Qinglan said to Wen Yuanshu, "Cousin, there's something I don't know how to handle. Could you give me some advice?"

"Me?" Wen Yuanshu was taken aback. "Tell me about it."

Wen Qinglan nodded and said, "As soon as I gained power, I dealt with that concubine who led the bullying of me a few days ago. I had her beaten up badly. But my husband is still infatuated with that concubine. He is only afraid of me and always on guard against me. So... cousin, do you have any good ideas?"

Even after giving Aunt Shui a severe beating, she was still not satisfied.

But if you really asked her to kill someone, she wouldn't dare.

And for this matter, she could only ask Wen Yuanshu.

After all, Lu Chengyuan was a man. No matter how powerful he was in the outside world, it would be good enough if he wasn't seduced by women in the inner quarters.

As for Madam Wen, Wen Heng has only ever had her in his life, so she certainly wouldn't understand such matters of the inner quarters.

Wen Yuanshu, however, is different.

She heard that when Wen Yuanshu was in the Pei family, she managed to keep the concubines in line, which showed how capable she was.

Wen Yuanshu pondered for a moment and said, "There is a way, the question is, how far do you want to go?"

Wen Qinglan gritted her teeth: "I have a blood feud with her, we are irreconcilable enemies!"

"Since your wife is so devoted to that concubine, you don't need to waste your energy on her anymore."

Because no matter how much effort you put in, it's all in vain.

Ultimately, it couldn't resist the fact that people liked it.

Wen Qinglan's face turned pale.

If even Wen Yuanshu can't do anything about it...

"Just be nice to her. See what people with injuries can't eat, and send her that. Just do it discreetly so no one notices."

After Wen Yuanshu finished speaking, the courtyard fell into an eerie silence.

Even Lu Chengyuan couldn't help but glance at Wen Yuanshu a few more times.

So, the living Yama is right next to him.

Wen Yuanshu blinked: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qinglan swallowed hard: "...It's nothing."

Compared to her, Wen Yuanshu seemed more like the one who had a blood feud with Aunt Shui.

“Of course, you need to be careful with your actions,” Wen Yuanshu glanced at her stomach, “just enough.”

"What happens after that?"

"After that, send all the servants away so that your man can personally change the dressing for his beloved."

Since he had been beaten, his flesh must have been stuck together in a bloody mess, and he would look horrible. If it were to fester and rot, Yang Xun would never want to see it again.

Actually, if Yang Xun were timid, we could ask him to go see it now.

What happens next depends on Wen Qinglan's decision.

As for whether to raise it properly or abandon it on the estate to fend for itself, Wen Yuanshu believed that Wen Qinglan would make her own decision.

Wen Qinglan's eyes lit up immediately: "I understand, cousin, thank you!"

Wen Yuanshu thought for a moment, then added, "Qinglan, you're pregnant, so you need to be careful with your actions."

Wen Qinglan nodded: "Don't worry, cousin, I know what I'm doing."

Wen Qinglan arrived at the courtyard and searched around before finally finding Yang Xun in a secluded pavilion.

Today's banquet is to support Wen Qinglan. If Wen Qinglan hadn't been bullied by him, why would such a grand event be necessary?

People in the capital are all shrewd; how could they not know this principle? Therefore, at today's banquet, no one gave him a friendly look.

Yang Xun didn't want to face those gazes, but he couldn't just walk away in a huff, otherwise the Wen family might take action against Yang Lin. At that point, it would be no different from uprooting the Yang family's foundation, so he could only sit there.

Seeing Wen Qinglan approach, Yang Xun forced a smile: "Qinglan."