The daily life of a cold and aloof general raising his wife

"Mother, perhaps Aunt Zhang doesn't suit Second Brother's taste. Why not find someone more talented and beautiful?" Du Siyu suggested from the side.

Ye was somewhat tempted, but then said dejectedly, "You make it sound so easy. It's not that hard to find someone who is both talented and beautiful."

Du Siyu smiled and said, "We have one in our household."

"From our household?"

Ye couldn't immediately recall who Du Siyu was referring to.

Seeing that she couldn't guess who it was, Du Siyu said, "Cousin Wanqing."

"Wanqing? No way."

Ye refused without even thinking. She might have considered it if she were to be her second son's principal wife, but she was looking for a concubine.

Seeing this, Du Siyu said, "Mother, I'm not making my cousin Wanqing a concubine, but a secondary wife. Only by making her a secondary wife can I avoid wronging her."

Madam Ye hadn't considered this. She had always treated this niece very well; otherwise, she wouldn't have let her live in the mansion year after year.

Du Siyu looked at Madam Ye's expression and said, "Mother, I'm only doing this for my second brother's own good. It's just that the other day when my second brother and cousin Wanqing stood together, they looked like a perfect match. If you don't want to believe me, just take it as me talking nonsense." After saying that, she added, "My second brother is exceptionally talented and handsome. I don't know how many people in the capital want to be his concubine."

After Du Siyu finished speaking, she packed up the silver, bowed to Madam Ye, and left.

Du Siyu's words kept echoing in Ye Shi's mind. In fact, Du Siyu's words made some sense. Song Wanqing was indeed of marriageable age, and it was not appropriate for her to stay in the Earl's Mansion any longer.

Madam Ye called out, "Someone, go and call Miss Cousin to my room."

"Yes."

After the maid finished speaking, she turned to look for Song Wanqing.

Song Wanqing arrived shortly afterward.

"aunt."

Song Wanqing saw Ye Shi bowing respectfully.

Madam Ye smiled and reached out her hand, "Qing'er is here."

Song Wanqing placed her hand in Ye's hand and called out with a smile, "Auntie."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ms. Ye got down to business.

“Qing’er, you are now of marriageable age. Your father, being a man, has not been very thoughtful. Your aunt needs to make plans for you.”

Upon hearing this, Song Wanqing quickly said, "Aunt, I don't want to get married. I want to stay by your side and take care of you for a few more years."

Hearing this, Madam Ye was very happy. "Good child, Auntie knows you are a good person, but we women all have to get married eventually, or perhaps you have someone you like?"

Song Wanqing said shyly, "No, I don't have anyone I'm interested in."

"My aunt has an idea in mind, but I don't know if you'd be willing."

Song Wanqing had no idea what Ye was planning.

"Please speak, Aunt."

Seeing how obedient Song Wanqing was, Madam Ye was even more pleased. "What do you think of Zhilin?"

Song Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face. "My second cousin is certainly good, but he's already married."

Madam Ye said guiltily, "Qing'er, I know it's unfair to you to be a secondary wife, but there's no other way right now."

A chill ran through Song Wanqing's heart; she hadn't expected that Madam Ye would make her a concubine.

"Auntie, I..."

Song Wanqing burst into tears before she could finish speaking.

Madam Ye was startled and quickly coaxed, "Don't cry, don't cry. If you don't want to, you don't want to. Your aunt won't force you. Your aunt also wants you to be the principal wife."

Song Wanqing then stopped crying and said in a choked voice, "Why does Aunt suddenly want me to be my second cousin's concubine?"

"It was my third brother's wife who casually mentioned it to me. I thought you two were a good match, so I brought it up with you."

After saying that, Ye regretted it a little and felt a bit resentful towards Du Siyu. What kind of idea was that?

After that, neither of them mentioned Song Wanqing's marriage again. A little while later, Song Wanqing came out of Ye's room and returned to her own courtyard.

The moment the maid closed the door, her expression changed instantly. Her usually gentle and smiling face was now so gloomy it could freeze a person to death.

Song Wanqing harbored resentment towards Madam Ye and Earl Huian. They were both incredibly selfish and self-serving. Earl Huian had sacrificed a leg to secure the marriage between He Zhilin and Jiang Shuwan in order to get close to the Grand Princess. When she heard that He Zhilin and Jiang Shuwan were engaged, she cried alone in her room every day.

God knows how happy she was when she heard that He Zhilin and Jiang Shuwan's marriage had fallen through. She went to her aunt every day, just to let her see her and then promise to marry He Zhilin. And what happened?

He Zhilin actually obtained an imperial decree and married someone who was inferior to him in every way!

After that, Song Wanqing began to plan carefully. She wanted Lin Ruoqing to die. Only when Lin Ruoqing died could the position of the first wife be vacated, and she could then remarry and become He Zhilin's first wife.

But now Madam Ye is actually telling her to become a concubine! What kind of equal wife is that? Isn't that still a concubine? She doesn't want to be a concubine.

After thinking about all this, Song Wanqing frowned. She usually had no contact with Du Siyu and had not offended her recently, so why did she mention to Madam Ye that she should become a concubine?

Song Wanqing was completely baffled.

On the other side, Du Siyu heard that Ye had called Song Wanqing to her courtyard, and she knew that she had completed all the tasks that her older cousin had given her.

"Pearl, go to the General's Mansion and tell my eldest cousin-in-law that she has told me to tell my mother-in-law everything."

"Yes," Pearl nodded.

After Pearl left, Du Siyu hummed a little tune and ate fruit, living a carefree life. Although she didn't know why her older cousin made her do this, she didn't think too much about it. If her older cousin told her to go east, she would never go west. Anyway, she realized that as long as she was obedient and didn't have bad intentions, her older cousin wouldn't make things difficult for her. In fact, her older cousin would even side with her. Being on good terms with her older cousin was the best thing ever.

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General House

After hearing Fei Yue's report, Jiang Shuwan understood the situation.

Song Wanqing caused her own death in her past life, and in this life she is targeting Lin Ruoqing, which shows that she does not want to be He Zhilin's concubine but his wife. The way to become the wife is to replace him.

What a clever scheme! What a vicious person!

Lin Ruoqing learned that Ye wanted Song Wanqing to be He Zhilin's concubine.

When Lin Ruoqing found out, she smashed all the teacups on the table.

"Bitch!"

Caihuan trembled with fear beside her, saying, "Please take care of yourself, young lady."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because after Caihuan finished speaking, Lin Ruoqing clutched her stomach with both hands in obvious pain.

"My stomach! My stomach hurts so much!"

Caihuan was terrified when she saw this and hurriedly called for the other maids, and Lin Ruoqing's courtyard suddenly became chaotic.

Lin Ruoqing miscarried. Upon hearing the news, Madam Ye reluctantly rushed to Lin Ruoqing's courtyard. She glanced at the blood-soaked child and covered its mouth with a handkerchief.

The old nanny in the Earl's mansion said to Madam Ye, "It's a pity it's a boy."

Madam Ye frowned even more. After all, these were the children of the Marquis's family. She stormed into the room. The room was filled with the smell of blood. Lin Ruoqing on the bed was pale and her eyes were tightly closed. She had fainted from the pain.

"unlucky."

After Ye finished speaking, she came out of the house.

Upon hearing this news, Song Wanqing burst into laughter inside the room.