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

Lu Jinyao was speechless and could only kneel on the ground to beg for mercy. Xie Chaoyun walked quickly to Lu Zhiyuan and saw that her wrist was red. Ignoring the presence of the old lady Lu, she coldly ordered someone to summon the family physician.

Seeing this, Ji Wanwan did not ask Lu Jinyao or apologize to the injured Lu Zhiyuan. Instead, she continued to act pitiful in front of the old lady Lu, making the old lady Lu cry until she had a headache.

When Lu Huai returned, he saw the main hall in chaos and frowned as he asked, "What happened?"

Before Lu Jinyao could speak, Liu Ying interrupted, tearfully complaining, "Please, Your Highness, do me justice! My young lady was feeling unwell and was resting over there when, I don't know what Miss Lu was thinking, she brought over a cup of hot tea and, by sheer coincidence, spilled it all over her wrist. My poor young lady's skin is all burned."

"Jinyao didn't mean it. Jinyao just wanted to offer her sister a cup of tea and ask for her help in the future." Lu Jinyao's eyes were red. "Jinyao knows she was wrong. No matter how her sister punishes her, Jinyao is willing to accept it."

"It's just a minor burn, Sister Jinyao didn't do it on purpose." Lu Zhiyuan said in a weak voice, "Father and Mother, please don't worry. The physician said it will be fine in half a month. The ground is cold, Sister Jinyao, please get up quickly. I won't blame you."

Using retreat as a tactic to advance, acting as if no one can do it.

As expected, Lu Huai, who had initially tried to smooth things over, became furious. He not only made Lu Jinyao apologize in person but also confined her to her room. Calculating the time, the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet in the palace was in two days.

In the original storyline, because Lu Zhiyuan was mentally challenged, Lu Jinyao represented the Lu family at the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet, which made her famous overnight.

This time... I'm afraid I won't be able to go.

In Fangfei Courtyard, Xie Chaoyun looked at Lu Zhiyuan's newly bandaged wound with a pained expression.

"Does it hurt? It's all your mother's fault for not taking good care of you."

“Don’t blame Mother, blame Yuan’er. Yuan’er spilled it herself.” He poured Xie Chaoyun a cup of tea. “That Lu Jinyao is just as wicked as her mother. She wanted to use the opportunity of serving tea to spill it on herself, to create the illusion that I had humiliated her, and to play the victim to gain the attention of Grandmother and Father. I just saw through her intentions and gave her a taste of her own medicine.”

"Silly child, you can just knock over the teacup, why hurt your wrist?"

“If she hadn’t been injured, how could her father have confined her to her quarters?” Lu Zhiyuan flexed her wrist. “It’s just a superficial wound; it’ll heal in a couple of days.”

"You silly child." Xie Chaoyun gently poked her head twice: "I don't know who you took after, your head is full of wicked ideas."

"My intelligence and wit naturally come from my incomparably beautiful mother." She hugged Xie Chaoyun's arm, half-reminding and half-pleading, and asked, "Mother, have you cleaned the study recently?"

Xie Chaoyun was taken aback: "The study is cleaned every day, why are you asking about this out of the blue?"

Lu Zhiyuan pursed her lips: "It's nothing, I just feel that with outsiders coming to the house, we need to be more careful in places like the study. Mother's account books are all in the study, and if someone tampers with them, would Mother notice?"

Xie Chaoyun thought about it seriously: "There are many ways to tamper with the account books, such as changing the amount of silver in the account books, adding a fictitious expense on a certain page, or replacing the entire account book. Your maternal grandfather and uncle gave me a lot of dowry, and there must be hundreds of account books in total. If someone really tampered with them, it would be difficult to detect in a short time."

"One should not have the heart to harm others, but one should not be without the heart to guard against others. Mother, it would be better to be cautious, after all, the Pingnan Marquis's mansion is very different from what you imagined."

“I personally managed all the shops that were part of my dowry, and the employees and managers there all belong to the Xie family. Even if your father and Ji Wanwan are very capable, they can’t do anything to my shops.” Xie Chaoyun pinched her nose: “Not to mention your maternal grandfather, your eldest and second maternal uncles alone are not to be trifled with.”

Given her mother's naiveté, Lu Zhiyuan had to find another way to remind her.

Are there any letters in Mother's study?

Xie Chaoyun nodded: "Yes, but not many, only a few dozen letters, most of them were written to me by your father."

"Does your maternal grandfather write anything to your mother?" Her eyes darted around. "Could you take a look, Yuan'er? I've never met my maternal grandfather. Is he like the generals in those storybooks, always with a dark face and speaking like thunder?"

“No, your maternal grandfather was a very good man.” Xie Chaoyun’s eyes reddened. “He held you when you were a month old, and you even peed on him. I asked the maid to take you away, and your maternal grandfather scolded me, saying that I had scared you to tears. Yuan’er, he was the best father and the best maternal grandfather. It was your mother who made him sad.”

“Grandfather won’t blame Mother!” Lu Zhiyuan said, “Just like Mother won’t blame Yuan’er.”

“Let’s go see what your maternal grandfather gave you.” Xie Chaoyun rubbed her eyes. “Your maternal grandfather was ordered to guard the frontier. The land there is barren, and trade is not prosperous. There’s only one thing that we don’t have here. The locals call it sand date because it grows in the desert. The dates are sour and astringent, so they can’t be eaten, but the pits are large and round, with a bright color, and can be made into bracelets. Your maternal grandfather would make you a bracelet every year.”

You are eight years old this year, and there are seven strings in that box.

The trunk that my maternal grandfather gave my mother as part of her dowry was filled to the brim with many things. Some were gifts from my maternal grandfather, while others were gifts from my father. Just looking at those things, you could tell that my father cared about my mother. No wonder in the original story, Xie Chaoyun never doubted her husband Lu Huai's feelings for her until her death.

Fortunately, she was clever enough to know that seeing is believing, and she let her mother witness Lu Huai after he had shed his disguise.

The letter was hidden among the letters my maternal grandfather wrote to my mother; the ink was still fresh and easy to identify.

Xie Chaoyun handed the letter to her mother, glanced at it briefly, quickly folded it, and clutched it tightly. The letter was hers; it accused her father, General Xie Yuandao, of treason. Not only that, she had also implicated her elder brother, a businessman who had never concerned himself with court affairs.

But she had never written such a letter, and her father and brother could never have colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country.

Suppressing her fear, she reopened the crumpled letter. Judging from the handwriting, it was undoubtedly hers, and one could tell that she was filled with contradictions and struggles while writing the letter, as evidenced by the ink spots and several obvious scribbling marks on the paper.

"What did this letter say that made Mother so afraid?"

Xie Chaoyun's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the letter.

Lu Zhiyuan tiptoed to take a look: "This letter wasn't written by Mother!"

Lu Zhiyuan pointed to the word "thank you" on the letter: "The writer is very clever. She not only imitated her mother's handwriting, but also guessed what her mother might have been feeling when writing this letter. She imitated her mother 99% perfectly. She was only missing this one detail to succeed."

The Xie family has a habit when writing the character "谢" (Xie), they lightly curve the dot upwards at the end, while most people simply place the dot directly. The person imitating this style did so carefully, but unfortunately, she was unaware of this Xie family habit, and the dot was placed too firmly.

Xie Chaoyun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.