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

Ling Silang looked up at Wen Yibin and asked softly, "Why?"

"It's because she said she was too tired. She also said that if I wanted to eat, I could marry a fourth aunt first, have a daughter, raise her well, and then I could reap the filial piety of my daughter."

"Listen to what you're saying! How can a niece act like that? It's just some food, something so simple, and you're being so stingy as to not give it to me."

Wen Yibin has been quite dissatisfied with Du Mingxian for not preparing meals for him lately. He can only pretend to be unhappy in front of others, and occasionally he will complain to Lord Wen, but he always feels that no one understands him.

Today is different. The new son-in-law has also tasted this delicious food, and he will surely understand me.

“You know, how can she be so stingy with such delicious food? I haven’t been eating well these days. Every day around mealtime, I go to my older brother for help.”

“She doesn’t cook for me, but she always makes sure my older brother has enough for every meal. Sometimes she’ll even bring him some pastries. It’s a pity she doesn’t know that those pastries end up in my stomach.”

Looking at the smug yet angry expression on the person in front of him, Ling Silang felt a little jealous.

That's his wife, his wife. He married her openly and legitimately, and now she's cooking for someone else, while he, her proper husband, hasn't gotten to eat anything.

“I think she’s right. If Wen Shaoqing really likes to eat, he can get married, have a daughter, and have his daughter cook for him every day.”

"You... how could you have the same idea as that girl?" Wen Yibin was unhappy. He pointed at Ling Silang and finally slammed his fist on the table in anger. "My wife, my daughter, my daughter wasn't born to cook. She's a young lady, how can she cook?"

Ling Silang was also displeased, "Isn't Miss Wen a young lady?"

Wen Yibin was suddenly stunned. He had drunk a couple of sips of wine because he was happy, and because he got along well with Ling Silang, he now completely regarded him as one of his own. He immediately retorted, "How can they be the same? How can she compare to my daughter? My daughter is a child of the Wen family."

“Isn’t Miss Wen a child of the Wen family?” Ling Silang keenly noticed a clue.

Wen Yibin then realized he had misspoke and immediately shut up, saying, "Eat your food quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Ling Silang, being particularly oblivious to the situation, said, "Wen Shaoqing, this is a cold dish, it's meant to be eaten cold."

Wen Yibin rolled his eyes at him, "You're supposed to be pretty smart, so why do you say things that are so unpleasant to hear?"

Ling Silang silently lowered his head and ate his food, completely ignoring Wen Yibin.

Wen Yibin also ate as if venting his frustration. After they had finished eating, the two drank a few more sips of wine. Ling Silang still wanted to get some information out of them.

"Minister Wen, there are some unpleasant rumors circulating about Miss Wen outside. I wonder if the household has heard about them?"

"You mean the rumors that that girl is ugly?"

“Yes, as Miss Wen, how could she be ugly? Those people even spread rumors that Miss Wen has scars on her face.” After Ling Silang finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Wen Yibin.

Wen Yibin nodded emphatically, "Yes, she has scars on her face, that's because she lived..." Before he could finish his sentence, he sensed something was wrong. She was no longer the same person she used to be. "These are some secrets of the Wen family, it's better if you don't know them."

"Because of the marriage alliance with the Wen family, I naturally consider the Wen family as my own. Now that there are bad rumors about the Wen family, I naturally pay more attention. Today I had dinner with Wen Shaoqing, so I thought I would ask a few more questions. Since the manor already knows about this matter, I will not say anything more."

"Hmm." Wen Yibin gently patted Ling Silang's shoulder. "It's best not to inquire about this matter further, and it's best not to bring it up again. If it is, the Wen family will not be at peace."

"Yes, I understand."

Wen Yibin liked Ling Silang very much. "It's unfortunate that I came today. There's something going on at the Ministry of War, and I really can't get away. If I could chat with you a little longer, I would definitely like you very much."

"It is because of your kind words, Young Master Wen." Ling Silang remained humble.

Wen Yibin waved his hand, "Well done. Our Shiyan may have room for improvement in other aspects, but when it comes to choosing a man, she has a good eye, you could say she's quite shrewd."

Ling Silang twitched the corner of his mouth but didn't explain anything.

That day, he turned around because he heard Du Mingxian's voice, and he only put the purse away after seeing her throw it at him.

He only recognized her as the one who put the purse away, and he only took it because her things were inside. It really had nothing to do with anyone else.

However, this matter will remain a secret forever.

Wen Yibin was so happy that he drank a bit too much. There wasn't much to do at the yamen this afternoon, so he simply pulled Ling Silang to play chess and chat until almost dinner time before Ling Silang was about to leave.

Even so, Wen Yibin wouldn't allow it, insisting that he wait until he had a meal before leaving. Ling Silang refused repeatedly before finally leaving.

After leaving the Wen family, Ling Silang's mind was unusually clear. Thinking about his interactions with Wen Yibin that day, he had a guess in his mind. After returning home, he once again sent everyone away before dark and waited for Du Mingxian to arrive.

Du Mingxian did come tonight, but she was not very happy when she arrived. As soon as she entered the room, she put on a sullen face and did not say a word to Ling Silang.

Seeing her obviously deliberately angry expression, Ling Silang wanted to laugh, but he still went forward to coax her, "Don't be angry, I had a reason for what happened today."

Du Mingxian turned around and said, "Then tell me, what's the reason? Explain it clearly and I won't be angry anymore."

"Because of the Feng family's banquet."

"What did you find out?"

"I didn't find out more, but I figured out a lot from the analysis."

Du Mingxian chuckled, "Tell me about it."

"The Feng family's banquet is aimed at you, and something bad is bound to happen at this banquet, so you must be careful and prioritize your own safety."

Du Mingxian knew he was worried, so she didn't joke about it. "Don't worry, I know. I've already asked Chuntao to prepare some medicine for me. I'll take good care of myself."

"Is this why you suddenly went to the Wen family to propose marriage? You agreed so abruptly without any delay. Isn't that a bit unfair to you?" It's several months ahead of schedule.

Ling Silang waved his hand dismissively, "Don't worry, it's nothing. It's better to be here sooner rather than later. I had dinner with Wen Yibin today and I noticed something. I thought about it carefully on the way back, and the Wen family probably already knew about some things."