The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

Wu Daniu's face hardened with rage. "Mingwei, tell me, did this really happen?"

"No," Du Mingwei insisted, refusing to admit it.

Du Mingxian scoffed, "You dare to do it but not admit it? If you admitted to going back on your word, I might look at you with more respect. Look at yourself now. You used to be a proud and fortunate woman, but what happened to you?"

She looked Du Mingwei up and down with obvious disdain.

Du Mingwei was deeply hurt. She used to be the darling of her family, and no one would say a word against her. Whatever she said went, and she always got the best things first.

Du Mingxian was treated like dirt at home, doing all the dirty and tiring work.

But now?

She was dressed in clean clothes and wore a pearl hairpin. She looked clean and elegant. Her skin was fair, and her once rough hands had become white, slender and delicate. She looked like a pampered flower.

But what about her own clothes? She had never worn patched clothes before, but now she has patches on them too. She is still wearing the clothes she wore when she was at her parents' home.

After marrying into the Wu family, she never had any new clothes made, and she also had to do chores. Her previous clothes inevitably got scratched while working, and the patch was sewn on by her mother.

My mother sewed the patched clothes with tears in her eyes, saying that she had never let her wear such patched clothes before, but now she would have to wear patched clothes too.

I feel so sorry for her.

"Shut up, shut up!" she shouted, almost losing control.

Du Mingxian curled her lips coldly, "You can't even handle this? When you go and provoke someone who has been sick for years, did you ever think about whether the other person could handle it?"

"So what if he can't take it? He deserves it if he can't take it. He'll die young if he can't take it, and you'll be a widow for the rest of your life."

Du Mingxian's eyes were filled with murderous intent as she looked Du Mingwei up and down, trying to figure out where to strike for maximum pain.

"Shut up." Seeing that Du Mingxian's expression was off, Wu Daniu cursed, pushed Du Mingwei into the house, closed the door, and ignored whether Du Mingwei was knocking on the door from inside.

He stepped forward, his face filled with remorse, "I'm sorry, she can be incredibly crazy, I never expected her to do this."

Du Mingxian composed herself and said, "It's nothing. I came here to tell you that she's been harassing my husband. I hope you can keep an eye on her. After all, it's not a good thing if word gets out that a woman is harassing a man."

"Okay, I understand. I will definitely take care of it." Wu Daniu agreed, thinking to himself that he would have to keep a close eye on Du Mingwei in the future and not let her cause any more trouble.

Du Mingxian stood up. "Then I'll be leaving now."

"I send you."

Wu Daniu escorted Du Mingxian out of the courtyard.

The sunlight was perfect, shining on Du Mingxian and making her seem to glow, making her even more charming.

Wu Daniu was startled. "Mingxian!" he cried out.

Du Mingxian turned around, her expression indifferent, "What's wrong?"

Seeing her beautiful face, so tender it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it, and her graceful figure, for the first time, a feeling of regret arose within me—if only I hadn't been forced into a marriage exchange.

is not it……

Could it be that the person lying beneath him is her?

"If... if I said Mingwei really regrets it, is it... is it possible to switch back?"

"What did you say?" Du Mingxian felt her worldview being shattered. What was this person saying?

Wu Daniu, unwilling to give up, added, "Back then, you were engaged to me, and Mingwei should have married Ling Silang. If all four of us regret it, can we correct our mistakes and switch back?"

Du Mingxian rolled her eyes. "You're sick." She turned and left.

Du Mingwei, who had climbed out of the window from behind, heard Wu Daniu’s words and stood there stunned.

Are we really going to switch it back?

No, absolutely not.

Ling Silang will pass the imperial examination and become a scholar, but he will die, and she will be a widow if she marries him, which she doesn't want.

Once Wu Daniu joins the army, he will definitely become a general. He will be a general.

No, we have to find a way, we have to find a way to get him into the army. If he doesn't go to the army, how can he become a general? And if he doesn't become a general, how can she become a general's wife?

The results will be released in two days.

On the day the results were announced, Ling's father got up before dawn and took Ling Dalang, Ling Erlang, and Ling Sanlang to the county. Du Mingxian did not go; instead, she took some silver from her spatial storage.

Put the purse you got from Liu into your pocket.

Ling Silang will definitely pass the imperial examination with flying colors. When that happens, someone will come to deliver the good news, and we'll need to give them a reward.

Ling's mother was just as excited and anxious as Ling's father, but she didn't go to the county; she must have been restless at home.

Seeing that Du Mingxian seemed completely unnerved, she asked curiously, "You're not nervous at all?"

"Mother, the exam is over, and now the results are coming out. What's there to be nervous about? I believe in my husband; he'll definitely pass the imperial examination."

Ling's mother also believed it, but believing is one thing and reality is another. "I'm still nervous. This is a big deal for our family."

"Mother, you should think about it now. If you pass the imperial examination and become a scholar, it will be a big deal for our entire Ling family. How should we celebrate?"

"If you really pass the imperial examination and become a scholar, the villagers will definitely ask us to host a feast. You need to think about how to arrange it. It can't be extravagant, but it also can't be too stingy."

"By the way, the village chief and clan head will definitely hold a ceremony to worship our ancestors. What should our family prepare to bring to the ancestors to share the good news? Should we prepare a whole pig?"

“During the Spring Festival, most of the big fat pigs in the village were slaughtered. Now, there aren’t even two pigs left in the whole village. Where are we going to find them then?”

Du Mingxian threw out so many questions at once in an attempt to distract Ling's mother and prevent her from getting nervous, but Ling's mother responded with just one sentence.

“What’s so difficult about that? As long as you pass the high school entrance exam, your father and I will cover the costs. This is a rare and joyous occasion. As long as we have the money, there will be plenty of people in the village to run errands for you.”

Du Mingxian thought for a moment and said, "Mother, if we pass the imperial examination and become scholars, we'll have land under our name that's exempt from taxes. Will the villagers come looking for us then? We're all from the same village, all with the surname Ling. Who will they help and who won't?"

This matter really stumped Ling's mother, who immediately began to worry, "What should we do? Which family should we help, and which should we not help? They are all within five degrees of kinship. If we don't help, we will be blamed later."

“Yes, especially since my husband just passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. If we don’t help, won’t they talk badly about us behind our backs, saying that we’re disowning our relatives now that a scholar has come from our family? What will we do if that reputation gets out?” Du Mingxian said, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Because she was thinking about the question Du Mingxian had raised, Ling's mother couldn't care less about being nervous. She was already thinking about what would happen after Ling Silang passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. She felt extremely troubled.

Du Mingxian wanted to laugh at her expression, but she didn't remind her again. Instead, she sat quietly and waited for news.

Time passed slowly, and Ling's mother was no longer worried about the fields. Instead, she kept complaining, "Why haven't your father and the others come back yet? It's already this late."