After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

The shards landed on his feet, and Lu Huai hesitated, not daring to move. He knew his mother's temper and didn't want to cause any more trouble at this critical juncture.

Seeing his appearance, Old Madam Lu became even angrier and simply spoke her mind.

"You good-for-nothing! Who told you to like Xie Chaoyun and put her in your heart? I told you to coax her and make her serve our Marquis's mansion like a slave. As for Wanwan, you've already brought her into the mansion. What does it matter whether she's the mistress or not? Xie Chaoyun is running around all day. Isn't Wanwan the one who calls the shots in this Marquis's mansion?"

Lu Huai whispered, "Without a proper title or status, my son doesn't want Wanwan to suffer."

Old Madam Lu picked up the remaining teacup, intending to smash it, but Ji Wanwan caught it with her hand.

"I'm old and useless now, and I can't deal with all this nonsense anymore. I only have one request: my beloved grandson must be the rightful heir of our Marquis's mansion."

Ji Wanwan stood behind Old Madam Lu and gently massaged her temples: "Mother, please don't be angry with Brother Huai. He's just worried about making Wanwan and the child feel wronged. Don't worry, Mother, Wanwan understands the reasoning. Wanwan will persuade Brother Huai."

Madam Lu patted her hand with satisfaction: "You are the most sensible one. Meeting you is his blessing."

After saying that, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Lu Huai.

“Since Xie Chaoyun has agreed to adopt Jingyuan, Jingyuan will naturally live with her. Have you thought about where Wanwan and Jinyao will live? If Xie Chaoyun speaks first, you won’t have a choice.”

There are two empty courtyards in the mansion. One is connected to the garden and is the most scenic and secluded place in the mansion, called Yan Gui Lou. The other is next to the courtyard where he and Xie Chaoyun lived, called Shui Yun Ju.

Lu Huai frowned slightly, looking at Ji Wanwan who was full of expectation, and asked, "What does Mother think we should do?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Wanwan immediately frowned, while Old Madam Lu looked at him with satisfaction: "In my opinion, both Wanwan and Jinyao should live with me."

In Fangfei Garden, Liuying asked the same question while resting her chin on her hand, and Xie Chaoyun's answer was Shuiyun Residence.

Lu Zhiyuan shook her head: "Grandmother will let them live in Grandmother's courtyard. Firstly, it will dispel Mother's doubts and make her willing to support Lu Jingyuan. Secondly, it will make it easier for the family of five to reunite. For example, if Father often goes to Shuiyun Residence, Mother will definitely be suspicious. But if Father often goes to Fulin Courtyard under the guise of filial piety, what will Mother do then?"

Liu Ying tilted her head: "If Madam stops them, she will be unfilial; if she doesn't, she will be condoning it. This old lady is clearly helping those two bully our Madam."

Lu Zhiyuan grabbed a grape and popped it into Liu Ying's mouth: "Then let's collect some interest for Mother first."

When the Marquis returned home, he brought his distant cousin and her two children with him. Although it was a family banquet, it was more lively than usual. In addition to the elders of the Lu family, Old Madam Lu also invited those from the collateral branches who she rarely saw.

When Xie Chaoyun led Lu Zhiyuan into the house, the old lady of Lu was introducing Lu Jinyao to the elders of the clan, praising her as a rare young talent who would surely represent the Marquis's Mansion and the Lu family to amaze the entire capital in the future.

Thinking of the descriptions of Lu Jinyao in the original story, Lu Zhiyuan lowered her head and touched her nose. If it weren't for her appearance, this Lu Jinyao would really be as the old lady Lu said. Unfortunately, she came, replacing the original owner and becoming a stumbling block on Lu Jinyao's road to fame.

As she sat down, Lu Jinyao deliberately gave her a few provocative glances: "I've heard that you're also educated, little sister. I wonder if you know how to compose couplets? I have a couplet here, but I'm racking my brains for the second line and can't come up with a matching line. Why don't you help me think of one?"

Lu Zhiyuan smiled sweetly: "Please speak, sister?"

Lu Jinyao snorted coldly, thinking to herself, "What are you pretending for? Do you really think you're right? Everyone in the capital knows that Lu Zhiyuan, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Pingnan, is not only sickly but also a complete good-for-nothing. You're just born into a better family than me, with a mother from the General's Mansion."

Just by looking at Lu Jinyao's expression, you can tell what she's thinking. After all, she's just a little girl who has just turned ten. No matter how deep her thoughts are, she can't hide them on her face.

This part wasn't described in the original plot, so it seems her appearance caused another deviation in the storyline. Concentrate, waiting for Lu Jinyao to provide the matching couplet.

"My first line is: Wangjiang Tower, overlooking the river, overlooking the river from below Wangjiang Tower, the tower is eternal, the river is eternal."

Lu Zhiyuan scoffed, thinking to herself that this deviation from the original plot was still in line with the original author's skill. Wasn't this a famous classic couplet from history? The teacher made them copy it into notebooks back in first grade.

Lu Jinyao thought Lu Zhiyuan couldn't come up with the answer and was about to tease her when she saw her close her eyes and say, "The Moon Reflection Well, the Moon Reflection, the Moon Reflection Well reflects the Moon Reflection, the Moon Reflection Well is ten thousand years old, the Moon Reflection is ten thousand years old."

The Lu clan patriarch, a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations, slammed his fist on the table upon hearing the couplet and exclaimed, "Well done! Excellent! This talented young lady should belong to our Yuan'er!"

Lu Jinyao's face darkened. She was ten years old, and Lu Zhiyuan was eight. The eight-year-old had matched the ten-year-old's couplet in an instant. Didn't that make Lu Zhiyuan seem more capable than her?

"Sister, there's another couplet here. I wonder if you can match it?" Before Lu Zhiyuan could answer, Lu Jinyao blurted out: "An inch of land becomes a temple, and beside the temple, a poem is written. The poem reads: The bright moon sends the monk back to the ancient temple."

Lu Zhiyuan sighed, and just as Lu Jinyao was about to show a joyful expression, she slowly said, "Two trees make a forest, and under the forest is a prohibition, which says: Axes and hatchets may not be used in the forest at the proper time."

Lu Jinyao: "The wind blows the bees, the bees fly to the ground, the wind stops and the bees fly away."

Lu Zhiyuan: "Li hits the carp, the carp sinks to the bottom, Li sinks and the carp floats."

Lu Jinyao grew anxious and said loudly, "I have another couplet here, please enlighten me, sister."

Lu Zhiyuan waved her hand and said softly, "How about I come up with one, and you can match it, sister?"

Clan Chief Lu: "That's good. It's Yuan'er's turn to set the questions now."

Lu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Lonely and cold, I guard my widowed life by the window. Please, sister, provide the matching line."

Lu Jinyao's face turned pale. Seeing this, Old Madam Lu gently scolded, "At such a young age, how could you come up with the word 'widow'? Did your mother teach you that?"

Lu Zhiyuan blinked innocently, "Grandmother used the words 'widow' herself. Grandmother forgot, on New Year's Eve, when I went to kowtow to you, you were standing by the window talking to the nanny... I didn't mean it, could you change the couplet?"

Feeling embarrassed, Old Madam Lu waved her hand and said, "Change it to another one."

“The painting depicts lotus flowers, painted by a monk.” She immediately explained, “Chaoyun Villa is next to Hanshan Temple. My wet nurse often took Yuan’er to the temple to burn incense. This couplet was inspired by that experience. I wonder if you, sister, can come up with a matching line?”

Hanshan Temple is real, but the incense burning is fake. The original owner never left Chaoyun Villa except when she was brought back to the Marquis's Mansion during festivals. Unfortunately, the villa's steward is dead, as are the wet nurse and Bitao. Whatever she says goes.

Lu Zhiyuan looked at Lu Jinyao, who was rubbing her hands together, and began to imitate the tea ceremony: "Sister is so amazing, she is a little genius, she will definitely be able to come up with the answer. Is it because you are afraid that you might hurt your sister's self-esteem if you blurt it out? Don't worry, sister, your heart is not that fragile."

Seeing everyone looking at Lu Jinyao, Ji Wanwan, afraid of losing face, pretended to be concerned and secretly pinched Lu Jinyao: "Hurry up and get it right!"

Lu Jinyao's eyes reddened, and she whispered, "I...I can't answer that!"