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

“Go, why not watch the excitement? Don’t be afraid of Wen Shiyan, I have the old lady protecting me now.”

In Madam Wen's eyes, she is now the Wen family's own granddaughter, while the person raised by the Wen family is not a member of the Wen family.

Upon arriving at Madam Wen's courtyard, they found the sound of intense weeping coming from Madam Wen and Wen Shiyan.

As she walked in, she saw that Old Madam Wen's face was extremely pale. However, the moment she saw her, Old Madam Wen's expression softened and her tone became gentler, "Huan'er is here, come and sit down."

Du Mingxian went in and greeted them, "Grandmother, Father, Madam."

After performing the formalities, she approached Old Madam Wen and sat down. "Grandmother, I heard that something happened to the Feng family, so I came to see what's going on."

"What are you looking at? Are you here to watch the show?" Wen Shiyan's eyes were filled with resentment. "If it weren't for you, how could I have married into the Feng family? It's all because of you, it's all your fault."

Du Mingxian's face paled. "Sister Shiyan, how could it be me? This matter has little to do with me. I... I came here to help you."

"What can you do for me? Can you help me get a divorce?" Wen Shiyan's words were utterly disdainful.

Du Mingxian spoke softly, "I can put in a good word for my sister."

"No need." Wen Shiyan was particularly annoyed with her.

Du Mingxian was secretly overjoyed, but she didn't show it on her face at all. "Sister Shiyan, no one wants something like this to happen."

"How could I not think about it? If it weren't for you, how could the Sixth Prince have been injured? If it weren't for the Sixth Prince being injured, how could Feng Zhiyuan have been arrested? It's all because of you."

Du Mingxian looked hurt. "So, it's all my own fault that Feng Zhiyuan hired someone to kill me?"

"What else? You deserve it. If it weren't for you, why would Feng Zhiyuan come to our house to propose marriage? If he hadn't come to propose marriage, none of this would have happened, and I wouldn't have married him."

"Didn't you marry Feng Zhiyuan because the two of you were caught in bed together?"

"Shut up, you have no right to talk to me like that!" Wen Shiyan shouted, completely lacking the manners of a young lady from a wealthy family, as if she were going crazy with anger.

Du Mingxian was also very sad and didn't say anything more. She reached out and gently touched her face.

Madam Wen quickly pulled Wen Shiyan aside to comfort her, "Shiyan, don't be like this, things will definitely be resolved."

At this moment, Madam Wen spoke up, "Shiyan has just married into the family. She cannot be divorced, or she will become a laughing stock."

"Feng Zhiyuan may eventually be sentenced to exile. Shiyan will go with him. Our household will take good care of her," Lord Wen said.

Wen Shiyan was going crazy. She was married to someone she didn't like, and now she was to be exiled. As the daughter of a high-ranking official, she was always fawned over when she went out. Now, she was to be exiled? She shouldn't even think about it.

"I don't want to, I don't want to. If I'm really forced to go into exile with Feng Zhiyuan, I'll just smash my head against a wall and die."

Lord Wen coldly replied, "Do as you please."

Wen Shiyan was furious when she saw Lord Wen's expression. "I hate you!" she shouted at Lord Wen and ran out.

Madam Wen wanted to chase after her, but the matter still needed to be resolved. "Master, no matter what, you watched her grow up. You loved her the most when she was little."

"That's because I don't know her background." Lord Wen's tone turned cold. "You insisted that Huan'er hurt you, which caused you to lose your baby, and then you injured Huan'er's face and sent her away."

“Cheng Yu, all of this was your plan, wasn’t it? If it weren’t for you, how could my Huan’er have been sent away? How could she have stayed in the countryside for so many years? She was clearly the eldest daughter of the Wen family, the eldest daughter who should have been pampered and raised.”

Madam Wen was shocked that Lord Wen would say such things at this time. She was extremely flustered and subconsciously looked at Old Madam Wen, only to see the old lady staring at her with an impatient expression.

So the old lady found out, which is why she didn't help her.

“Mother, even if... even if Shiyan isn’t Master’s child, she still calls you great-aunt. How can you be so heartless?”

Madam Wen slammed her hand on the table in anger, "Cheng Yu, if I had known all this earlier, I would never have let you marry into this family."

"It's too late to regret it now." Madam Wen adopted a "what's the use" attitude. "Aunt, if you don't find a way to get Shiyan out of the Feng family, I will take back what I did back then."

"Shut up and get out. If you keep spouting nonsense here, I'll shut you up forever right now."

Madam Wen, after some hesitation, gave Old Madam Wen a deep look before hurriedly chasing after her daughter.

Du Mingxian sensed a hidden meaning in their conversation and raised an eyebrow in surprise. It seemed that the old lady had something on Madam Wen's hands. How interesting.

Lord Wen also understood, and after Madam Wen left, he looked at Old Madam Wen with a puzzled expression, "Mother."

Madam Wen waved her hand, "Don't listen to her nonsense. She just wants to bring up the Cheng family so that I can help Shiyan break away from the Feng family."

Lady Wen nodded slightly. Although she had doubts, she didn't ask since her mother didn't want to talk about it.

Du Mingxian spoke up at this opportune moment, "Grandmother, Shiyan is indeed pitiful. She just got married and this happened. Why don't we think of a way to get her divorced? She grew up in luxury, how could she possibly endure the hardship of exile?"

“Huan’er could endure the hardships of growing up in the countryside, so why can’t she bear the hardships of exile?” Lord Wen said in a deep voice, his words carrying a double meaning.

Du Mingxian remained silent. She could tell that Lord Wen wanted Wen Shiyan to leave the marriage and go to exile with Feng Zhiyuan.

Madam Wen sighed deeply, "I know you're angry. What's done is done. From now on, all the dowry I have will be given to Huan'er. As for Shiyan..."

"While we're on the road to exile, we'll think of a way to get them to divorce, and then send someone to take Huan'er further away. We'll find her a suitable marriage, and with the Wen family looking after her, we can ensure she has enough to eat and wear."

Lord Wen muttered to himself, "Mother is still biased."

His beloved will never come back.

Seeing the atmosphere become awkward again, Du Mingxian could only smile and try to smooth things over, "Father, is there any hope for Feng Zhiyuan's situation?"

"No, even if the matter was caused by you, it is a big deal that the Sixth Prince was frightened and almost injured. The Sixth Prince had a fever after returning to the palace. Feng Zhiyuan will not die. The Emperor will consider Feng's reputation, but exile is certain."

Just as she had predicted.

"Oh."

Madam Wen instructed, "Don't go out and run around recently. Your matter has been suppressed because the Emperor is considering your father's feelings. He only mentioned some other things that Feng Zhiyuan did, and did not mention the Sixth Prince's matter."

"Yes, I'm not going anywhere."

Lord Wen was still feeling unwell. "Mother, please rest for a while. Huan'er, come with me for a walk."

"Yes."