Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Mother

Xu Zhu barely spoke a few words to Li Qian on his way back. He was very annoyed with Zhao Ying, and his attitude towards Li Qian was also unpleasant.

Looking at Xu Zhu's resentful and disgusted expression, Li Qian wondered what he had done to offend her this time.

"Would you like some water?" Li Qian asked tentatively. Could it be that Xu Zhu had been wronged in the courtyard?

"Do not."

Would you like some snacks?

"No"

The two fell silent, and the carriage wheels creaked and groaned in the quiet night.

"What do you think of Zhao Ying?" Xu Zhu broke the silence after a long pause and abruptly asked Li Qian.

"She's quite lovely, gentle and elegant. She looks like a lady from a respectable family." Li Qian carefully chose his words, looking at Xu Zhu's face, trying to discern something. But to Li Qian's disappointment, Xu Zhu's face remained completely calm.

"Great, great? Then go marry her! Go!!" Xu Zhu suddenly exploded, speaking sharply to Li Qian while pointing in the direction of the Grand Commandant's mansion.

"I was just saying she's gentle, I didn't mean to marry her..." Li Qian thought Xu Zhu was jealous, so he quickly explained, but his mouth was stretched to his ears, and he was smiling brightly. His wife was jealous!

"Shut up, shut up. I won't listen, I won't listen. Stop the car, stop the car!" Xu Zhu was now obsessed, her mind filled with nothing but Bao'er's safety. Originally, she thought that after transmigrating, she would take good care of Li Baobao and change his fate. But today, hearing Li Qian praise Zhao Ying, she became especially angry.

The coachman was startled by Xu Zhu and slowly brought the carriage to a stop. Xu Zhu stood up and was about to jump down when Li Qian quickly grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing?" Li Qianjian's eyebrows furrowed, and he took a small step forward, blocking Xu Zhu with his strong arms. He leaned forward, casting Xu Zhu in his shadow.

"Let go of me!" Xu Zhu twisted her thin arms with all her might, trying to break free from Li Qian's iron grip.

"Don't make a fuss, be good." Li Qian affectionately stroked Xu Zhu's hair, coaxing her like an old father soothing a child.

"Let me go, let me go!" Xu Zhu struggled with all her might, refusing to yield to Li Qian no matter what.

"obedient,"

A strange feeling crossed Xu Zhu's mind. She looked at Li Qian with a strange expression. Was he coaxing her like a daughter?

The two were gazing at each other tenderly inside the carriage, much to the poor coachman's dismay. Should he drive or not? After much deliberation, he finally decided to raise his little whip, twirling it twice in the air: "Giddy up, giddy up..."

Xu Zhu was startled by the sudden movement of the carriage, lost her balance, and stumbled forward. Li Qian, arms outstretched, watched with a smile as his darling "threw herself into his arms." Just as Li Qian had hoped, Xu Zhu bumped into Li Qian's chest with a "thud." He was quite well-endowed, and he really wanted to touch it. Xu Zhu felt her face burning. Ugh, how could she be so pathetic? She should be angry! But her little hands couldn't resist poking Li Qian's chest.

Li Qian looked down at his wife, whose small face was buried in his chest, and who even tentatively poked his muscle with her hand. He felt that he was truly completely under her control.

"Ahem..." Li Qian coughed deliberately to scare Xu Zhu. Sure enough, Xu Zhu's head bobbed up and down along with Li Qian's chest. And his restless hand suddenly retracted. He twisted his hands together, trying to cover up his previous behavior.

Seeing Xu Zhu's expression, Li Qian let out a low, hoarse laugh. Xu Zhu, annoyed and embarrassed, stood up, her face full of resentment.

"I was your human cushion for nothing, and you treat me like this?" Li Qian looked at Xu Zhu with an accusing expression, as if he had been wronged. The warmth of Xu Zhu's fingers still lingered on Li Qian's lower abdomen, making him reluctant to leave.

Xu Zhu rolled his eyes at him and remained silent. Li Qian felt that Xu Zhu's glance alone had aroused his reaction. Li Qian took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the urge to execute Xu Zhu on the spot.

Once home, Li Baobao rushed into Xu Zhu's arms like a swallow returning to its nest. After what happened today, Xu Zhu felt much more sorry for Li Baobao. He hugged his youngest son tightly. Since his rebirth, he had paid great attention to Li Baobao's diet, having the cook prepare many nourishing dishes for him every day. Now, touching his little arms, they were segmented like lotus roots.

"Mother, Mother." Li Baobao snuggled into Xu Zhu's arms, completely oblivious to Li Qian's ashen face.

"Ahem, Li Weizhen, how old are you? Still leaning on your mother, get down right now." Li Qian coughed, clenching his fist and placing it near his mouth, to signal his son. You brat, that's his wife.

“Why didn’t Li Baobao send someone to let me know you were coming home? If your mother knew you were back, she would definitely cook you a lot of good food.” Xu Zhu looked at her son with affection.

"Then tomorrow, Mother, I'll cook you a delicious meal. By the way, Mother, can I go to other people's houses to play tomorrow?" Li Baobao's words were a little unclear.

Xu Zhu burst out laughing when he saw Li Baobao's mouth. Li Baobao was at the age where he was losing his baby teeth, and all of his front teeth and canine teeth were gone, so he had a lisp when he spoke.

Li Baobao was so happy to see his mother that he forgot about his gap-toothed smile. He quickly covered his mouth with his two chubby little hands, his big, watery eyes looking left and right. So adorable!

"Okay, whose house are you going to visit, baby?" Xu Zhu asked, barely suppressing a laugh, as she noticed his little gesture.

“Go to a classmate’s house. Ask for help with homework and play together.” Li Baobao has made quite a few friends at the academy. After all, he is the youngest, so many of his older classmates have taken care of him.

"Okay, my son is such a good boy. He studies hard and makes progress together with his classmates. If you don't understand something, just ask the older classmates; they will definitely teach you. As Confucius once said, 'When you see someone virtuous, think of emulating them; when you see someone not virtuous, reflect on your own shortcomings.'" Xu Zhu, like any mother in the world, carefully instructed her son. As the saying goes, a mother worries about everything, even the most mundane things. You can't understand this feeling until you become a mother yourself. It's about constantly worrying about whether your child is doing well, how they interact with others, and whether they have one or two close friends.

"Okay, Mom~" Li Baobao replied helplessly. He used to say "Mom" every time he saw her, and he was so tired of hearing it that his ears were calloused.

"You little rascal." Xu Zhu affectionately pinched her nose.

The autumn wind whipped up fallen leaves, carrying them into the air before they fell heavily back down, a scene of utter desolation. Just like Li Qian's own feelings, he didn't know what was wrong with the mother and daughter; every time they met, they subconsciously ignored him. He felt like an outsider, unable to join in Li Baobao and Xu Zhu's conversation. He used to feel quite heartbroken about it.

The next morning, Li Baobao woke up exceptionally early. Despite her young age, she was already paying attention to her appearance. She had her maid comb her hair into a neat topknot, wore a red auspicious gold and silver fox fur coat, a silver ring with jade inlay around her neck, and a small round hat on her head. She looked like a chubby baby from a New Year's painting, making her even more endearing.

Xu Zhu chuckled as she watched her son ask if his clothes were neat and if his hat was on properly. She was almost dying of laughter at Li Baobao's precocious behavior. At the same time, she made a firm resolution: she would absolutely not allow Zhao Ying and her child to pose any threat to Li Qian and Li Baobao. If Li Qian ever fell in love with Zhao Ying, she would part ways with him and they would each find their own happiness.

Xu Zhu didn't restrict Li Baobao from playing with his classmates. After all, if he really became a villain in the future, having connections would mean more opportunities, and more opportunities meant more chances of survival. Xu Zhu felt that she had to take care of everything for Baobao now. Last night, she even dreamed that Baobao was killed. When she woke up, she realized it was just a dream, but she was still terrified.

Today is the last day that Princess Wenruo will unveil her face. Princess Dening and her husband both looked at Princess Wenruo's veil with hopeful expressions.

A few days ago, Princess Delin specifically asked the Emperor to offer a large reward for a renowned doctor. Many folk doctors, lured by the promise of several thousand taels of gold, went to the Princess's residence to treat the scars on Princess Wenruo's face. Princess Delin first made several cuts on the servants' arms before having the doctors treat them. However, none of the doctors possessed the skill to completely remove the scars. When Princess Jing saw the incompetence of these quacks, she had them all given fifty strokes of the cane and thrown out of the residence. Some of the weaker doctors, suffering unbearable pain during the punishment, left. For a time, no one dared to go to Princess Delin's residence to treat Princess Wenruo. Just when Princess Wenruo and Princess Delin were in despair, an old man and a young man tore down the reward notice. Fortunately, these two doctors completely removed the scars from the servants' arms. Princess Delin was overjoyed, providing them with countless rare and precious medicinal herbs and treating them as honored guests, all in the hope that Princess Wenruo's face would be free of scars.

As the old man slowly removed Princess Wenruo's veil, everyone gasped. Her face was now completely smooth, with no trace of injury.

"Sir, your medical skills are superb. Princess Dening is extremely grateful to you." Princess Dening was very happy to see that the scars on her daughter's face had disappeared and bowed to the folk doctor.

"This old man cannot accept the princess's generous gift. Please, Your Highness, do not make this old man suffer." The old man quickly helped Princess Dening up.

Upon hearing what Princess Dening said, Princess Wenruo disregarded her injuries to her feet and legs and limped out of bed. She walked to the bronze mirror and gently stroked her face. To her surprise, there was not a single bump or hollow on it.

"Mother, Mother. I'm really healed." Princess Wenruo turned to look at Princess Dening in disbelief.

Princess Dening wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and nodded. She had witnessed her daughter secretly crying at night because of her appearance.

"Does the doctor have any way to heal my daughter's leg injury?" The prince consort was more composed. Although he was also very excited, and although his daughter's appearance had been restored, Princess Wenruo still had a crippled leg.

"My master is a renowned physician from all over the land, with superb medical skills. Healing Princess Wenruo's injuries is a piece of cake." Before the old physician could speak, the young physician had already taken over the conversation. He also wore a crystal-clear jade pendant of excellent quality at his waist. The young doctor had a handsome and refined appearance, with the air of a gentleman.

Princess Dening was overjoyed. Ever since these two men were confident they could remove the scars from Princess Wenruo's face, Princess Dening had already petitioned the Emperor to grant them official titles and ranks. Upon hearing that her injuries could be healed, Princess Wenruo couldn't help but glance shyly at the handsome young doctor before quickly lowering her head again. These past few days, it was this young doctor, not the old doctor whose bones cracked, who had changed her dressings. Princess Wenruo increasingly found the young doctor's appearance pleasing.

The handsome doctor, seeing Ruoqing's actions, slowly curled his lips into a smile, but didn't point it out. This girl is indeed still too young and inexperienced.

If Xu Zhu or Li Qian were here, they would recognize him; the handsome doctor was none other than Zhu He.

Meanwhile, inside the Liu residence, Liu Yi kept glancing towards the door, seemingly anxiously waiting for someone to arrive.

"Miss, Miss, I'm back! The young master has been appointed as a fourth-rank official." The person hadn't even entered the courtyard yet, but the voice had already reached it. Upon hearing this, Liu Yi excitedly stood up, accidentally knocking over a teacup on the table.

"Did he say anything? When will he be back?" Liu Yi asked the maid anxiously.

"The young master didn't say anything, he just gave me a letter and asked me to bring it back to Miss." I quickly took out a letter from my pocket and handed the neatly folded letter to Liu Yi.

"Congratulations, Miss, you will be an official's wife from now on," the maid congratulated Liu Yi.

Liu Yi glanced at the maid with delight, then carefully opened the letter the maid handed her. At first, she was smiling, but her expression slowly froze, and finally, tears streamed down her face, wetting the letter drop by drop.

Seeing her mistress's expression, the maid guessed that the young master might have written something that had upset her.

After reading the last word, Liu Yi burst into laughter, threw the paper into the air, and frantically grabbed the maid's shoulders: "This is the good husband I found, this is the good husband I found!"

As Liu Yi slowly walked towards the inner room, the maid rubbed her aching shoulder, picked up the letter from the ground, and looked at it. The first one was a divorce agreement with a blood-red handprint on it. Without even thinking, she knew it was her son-in-law's handprint.

Below was another piece of paper with only a few words on it: "How could a lowly countrywoman be worthy of a third-rank official like me?"

The maidservant's eyes widened in horror. Back then, her husband was just a poor scholar, and her young mistress had defied her parents' wishes to marry him and raise money for his studies. Now, she had ended up like this.