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

"Have a good talk with Lord Wen. If he really can't bear to part with you, you can become godparents."

Du Mingxian was tempted by Ling Silang's suggestion. Putting aside the others in the Wen family, Lord Wen and her uncle Wen Yibin treated her very well, especially after they knew she was an imposter.

"Wen Huan is Lord Wen's darling. It wouldn't be good for her if I directly contradicted her like this. I'll go back and discuss it with him."

"Okay, I'll make preparations on my end too."

After the two finished their meal, Ling Silang cleaned up by himself, while Du Mingxian did not stay long and went straight home. After entering the Wen residence, she went to Lord Wen's study.

Wen Yibin was also in the study.

Du Mingxian can still easily enter Lord Wen's study. When Wen Yibin saw her come in, his tone was a little sour, "Everyone says that girls are outgoing, but they are definitely different."

"Didn't Uncle eat today?"

“Yes, the people in the manor don’t cook well. I haven’t had your cooking for two days, and I feel uncomfortable all over.” As he spoke, Wen Yibin sat up straight. “When you cook, you don’t put anything addictive in the food, do you?”

"No, there really isn't any, but my uncle wants to eat it. How about I train one or two chefs so that it will be more convenient for my father and uncle to eat it in the future?"

Both were intelligent people. Lord Wen immediately understood what Du Mingxian meant. He looked up at her but said nothing. Wen Yibin, however, said, "You will come back after you get married. Do you mean you won't come back after you get married?"

"We're bringing them back. We were thinking of training two cooks so it would be more convenient for you to eat."

"That's right, then let's train them properly. Even if they can't make it 100% similar, 90% will be fine."

Hmm... that's not a low requirement at all.

"As much as possible."

After Wen Yibin finished speaking, he slumped back into his chair. Lord Wen glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Du Mingxian felt that Wen Yibin was a cold and serious person in public, but he would collapse at home, especially in front of familiar people. He didn't care about his image at all. The contrast was too great. If she hadn't seen it many times, she wouldn't have believed it herself.

"If there's nothing else, you should go back now," Lord Wen said.

Wen Yibin threw a tantrum, "Big brother, things are clear now. Is there anything I can't listen to when you're talking to this girl?"

Lord Wen was speechless. "Seeing that you've been tired lately, I thought you could go back and rest earlier."

Wen Yibin tilted his head back and said, "I'm not tired, not at all."

"Then you can sit and listen." Lord Wen knew that Du Mingxian must have something to say when she came. Otherwise, this girl wouldn't come to him on her own initiative. If she did come, it would definitely be to bring some food. Since she didn't have any food with her today, it meant she had something to say.

Du Mingxian knew it was time to speak up, "Father, I want to regain my identity."

Fearing that Lord Wen might misunderstand, she quickly explained, "If Father is reluctant to part with me, we can become godparents, but I must return Wen Huan's identity to her. It would be unfair to her if I continued to occupy her identity. I suppose Father has already found her body. If I fake my death, Father can truly bury Wen Huan in the ancestral grave."

Wen Huan is now buried with the Wen family, but there are still differences. Wen Huan is buried, but she doesn't dare to use her own name. If her identity were restored, she could still openly be Wen Huan.

Before death, I didn't have a good life; after death, I still need to maintain my status.

Lord Wen looked up at her and said, "There is a difference between blood relatives and godparents. Have you thought it through?"

"Yeah, I've thought about it."

"Okay, when would you like to go?"

"Just these two days."

"it is good."

Du Mingxian noticed that Lord Wen's "hello" was slightly hoarse, and she felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything. She guessed that Lord Wen was feeling lonely.

Wen Yibin, who had been silent until now, spoke up, "Let's wait for now. Wen Shiyan is going to Dafan for a political marriage in the next few days. It wouldn't look good if word got out that you faked your death. We have a funeral in our household, so it's not appropriate for a political marriage. If something else happens, it will definitely be because you died in the wrong way."

"Others may not believe it, but the people will blame all these mistakes on you."

He's out handling cases every day, and he often comes into contact with strange things and people. These kinds of things are like mud falling into your crotch—even if it's not shit, it's still shit.

After careful consideration, Lord Wen nodded in agreement. This was something he hadn't considered, since he didn't currently regard Wen Shiyan as his daughter.

“Okay.” Du Mingxian agreed. This was something she hadn’t considered before, but now that she thought about it, it really made sense.

Others might not know, but she did. Da Shun and Da Fan were definitely going to fight, and it was happening recently. The fighting was quite... brutal, and the people were displaced. She didn't care about the reputation, but she wanted to protect Wen Huan.

Lord Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These days, Yi Bin is often nowhere to be seen in the manor. When he comes back, he doesn't even have anyone to talk to. He doesn't know why, but even though this girl is not related to him by blood, he just feels at ease with her and can talk about his innermost thoughts with her.

"Have Father and Uncle eaten yet?"

"No, I don't have much of an appetite, and my older brother hasn't eaten either."

"Father and Uncle, please wait a moment. I will go back to the courtyard and prepare some food to bring over."

"Then why bother? Go back and do it now, my brother and I will be there soon."

"it is good."

Du Mingxian went back to cook first. Lord Wen and Wen Yibin arrived shortly after. When they arrived, the two immediately looked towards the small kitchen, but the food wasn't ready yet, so they went directly into the living room to wait.

Du Mingxian was quite fast, and the two of them were eating in no time.

The next day, after Du Mingxian told Ling Silang about the situation, she stayed at the Wen family's house, lazing around and enjoying life.

Before she could even rest for two days, the day for Wen Shiyan to go on her marriage to a foreign ruler was fast approaching. Because of this marriage, Wen Shiyan was granted the title of Princess. Recently, the Wen family has been coming and going, all to provide gifts for Wen Shiyan. They are not doing it for her personally, but only out of respect for the Emperor and Lord Wen. The gifts they send are of some value.

Because of what Cheng Yu had done, Lord Wen entrusted all matters related to Wen Shiyan's marriage to the Imperial Household Department. After all, it was a marriage alliance, and the people of the Imperial Household Department were quite attentive. Even if Cheng Yu wanted to interfere, he wouldn't dare.

However, the people who came to add to the dowry recently, while not showing it on their faces, still flattered the princess who was to be married off, which made Cheng Yu quite happy. However, she also knew in her heart that her life would probably be even more difficult if her daughter went to be married off.

But since they had a daughter who was sent to marry into a foreign land, the Wen family wouldn't treat her too badly, but they still felt uncomfortable.

On second thought, if her daughter hadn't been married off, her life with her daughter would probably have been even more difficult; this was already the best possible outcome.