A lazy bum transmigrates and marries a eunuch – it's awesome!

Although Jiang Xinyu didn't understand why Xiao Yuan insisted on taking her along, she didn't dare not go because this scoundrel had told her.

They are now a married couple whose fates have been sealed. In this chaotic era, husbands have the power of life and death over their wives.

If you have a powerful family to rely on, that's fine; otherwise, even if you're beaten to death, it's all for nothing.

Needless to say, her family background is another story.

Let alone marrying someone as powerful as Xiao Yuan, even if she married an ordinary person, her scumbag father wouldn't stand up for her. At most, he would just take back her dowry after she was beaten to death and then extort money from the other party.

Now that her husband is Xiao Yuan, she admires Jiang Huai for having guts if he dares to fart in front of this son-in-law.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyu suddenly chuckled to herself.

It seems she needs to go back to her parents' home the day after tomorrow.

These past two days she's tried her best to make Xiao Yuan happy, and then she'll take him to the Jiang family to bully his scumbag father and teach him a lesson.

Hehe, that sounds amazing! Just thinking about it makes me feel so excited.

Xiao Yuan was displeased when he saw Jiang Xinyu smiling like a sunflower as she got into the carriage.

"What? You're so excited about going to your ex-mother-in-law's house?"

Jiang Xinyu nodded repeatedly, "I'm so happy, I'm so happy to be able to get rid of that family of vampires."

My husband, you don't know, that old woman in the Duke's mansion is the most greedy, yet she always puts on airs and acts superior.

They made sarcastic remarks about how women shouldn't be too flamboyant and should keep their appearance simple and elegant, just because I dressed a bit fancy.

She even told me to learn from her daughter, Zhao Zhenzhen, and not to be so materialistic.

That's hilarious, what am I supposed to learn?

Do you want to be like her, staring at my jewelry and drooling?

They really know how to pat themselves on the back; they clearly can't afford it but insist they don't like it.

Every time I wear some new jewelry, Zhao Zhenzhen subtly hints at it, practically robbing me outright.

If I refuse to give it to her, she'll look aggrieved as if I've bullied her, and then my scheming half-sister will dare to go over and pretend to be a good person.

Luckily, I didn't marry into their family this time, otherwise at least a third of the jewelry in my dowry would have gone into Zhao Zhenzhen's dowry.

Husband, just you wait and see. When the dowry is carried out, the Zhao family will be more heartbroken than if their own father had died.

Zhao Chengye could at least put on an act, but his precious little sister would probably faint from anger on the spot.

Seeing Jiang Xinyu's radiant smile, as bright as a little fox, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

He may be a bit foolish, but he's genuine.

Being blatantly bad is far more appealing than feigning virtue.

If she can continue like this, it wouldn't be bad to have someone like her in the family.

At this time, the two were unaware that even without their exchange of dowries, the Ningguo Duke's mansion had already been thrown into chaos.

Yesterday, Zhang Zhongyi sent a servant to the Zhao family without mentioning the marriage exchange. The Zhao family assumed that the Left Prime Minister had failed to send someone to deliver a message to Zhao Chengye.

Who would have thought that the sky would fall when he realized it in the morning? When Zhao Chengye saw that it was Li Mingyue lying on the bed, he screamed and fainted from anger.

The maidservant guarding the door heard something was wrong and rushed into the room. She panicked when she saw that the young master and his wife were both unconscious.

A group of people hurriedly went to fetch a doctor, while others who had seen Jiang Xinyu noticed something was wrong with the bride and quickly went to inform the Duchess.

After the eldest daughter of the Jiang family got engaged to their young master, she would always visit the mansion on three major festivals and two birthdays to pay her respects to the Duchess. Many of the maids in the mansion knew her.

The bride was clearly acting strangely, and everyone serving her in the courtyard immediately sensed something was wrong.

Hiding in the corner, Chunhong's face was ashen, trying to minimize her presence while waiting for the storm to break.

Even though the Ningguo Duke's mansion was just an empty shell, it still maintained a family physician. Before long, the old doctor arrived first.

At this moment, Zhao Chengye had already been carried to a soft couch next to him, and the old doctor frowned as soon as he felt his pulse.

Before the result could be announced, the Duchess arrived. Upon seeing her pale-faced son, she let out a howl and rushed towards him.

She devoted her entire life to managing the inner quarters of the Duke's mansion, thinking that with two sons and a daughter by her side, she could finally rest easy.

She never expected that her eldest son would pass away without leaving any children after getting married. If something were to happen to her second son, she really wouldn't be able to live.

If only she had left behind two illegitimate sons when she was young, they would have been able to escape her grasp if she had kept them in line with filial piety.

But back then I was too arrogant and thought I had secured my two sons, so I didn't hold back. Now what am I going to do?

Even though the Duke is still alive, he is bedridden and can no longer have children. If the Duke's mansion has no heirs, it will lose its title and residence.

Hearing the Duchess wailing, the old doctor quickly interrupted, "Madam, please calm down."

The young master fainted because he overindulged in aphrodisiacs and suffered a sudden surge of heat in his heart. As long as he abstains from women for the next two months and recuperates properly, he will be fine.

The Duchess's crying stopped abruptly, followed by a burst of furious rage.

"Where is that little slut from the Jiang family? She seduced her own husband on their very first day of marriage. Even the prostitutes in the brothel aren't as despicable as her."

What are we still standing there for?

"Why don't you bring her over here and make her kneel down?"

The maids in the room quickly knelt down and said, "The young master's wife is also unconscious on the bed, and we can't wake her up no matter what we do."

And...and..."

"And what? You think I should wake you up by splashing cold water on you? Do you expect me to wake you up myself?"

Granny Yu was always the old lady's lackey. Seeing the lady's fury, she quickly went to the bedside, lifted the curtain, and prepared to call for help.

Upon seeing this, he exclaimed in surprise, then hurriedly ran back, and whispered something strange in the Duchess's ear.

"You must go and see, something's not right, the person in the bed isn't the Crown Prince's wife."

The Duchess's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Chengye disliked the Jiang family's maid and therefore favored someone else?

How can this be? The dowry hasn't even been secured yet. Wouldn't it be troublesome to break ties with Jiang Xinyu now?

The Duchess quickly went over to take a look.

It was definitely not Jiang Xinyu, but it wasn't a maidservant serving in Zhao Chengye's courtyard either.

Could she be a maidservant who came with the Jiang family as part of their dowry?

Why wasn't Jiang Xinyu there?

Last night, Chengye pampered the maid in the new house. Given her immature temper, she must have made a scene.

Thinking of this, the Duchess slapped Li Mingyue across the face.

Regardless of the situation, let's ask that little slut first.

The slap was extremely hard, and Li Mingyue's face immediately swelled up.

She was just too tired last night and fell into a deep sleep; the slap woke her up immediately.

When Li Mingyue saw the Duchess glaring at her with eyes blazing with anger, she was immediately startled.

Then, touching her swollen cheeks, she burst into tears, "How could the Duke's Mansion act like this? Prince Zhao forced me into this situation and you even beat me. I can't live like this."

I want my father to beat the petition drum.

My marriage was arranged by the Emperor; you're not going to let this go unresolved—you're trying to steal someone else's wife.

Li Mingyue's crying was three parts fake and seven parts real. She stiffly recited the lines her mother had taught her while desperately trying to cover up her guilt with loud crying.

Regardless of whether she was right or wrong, she should first act like the victim. After all, she was the daughter of an official, and no matter how angry the Zhao family was, they wouldn't dare to really do anything to her.

Although Li Mingyue's delivery of her lines was stiff, the audience didn't notice anything unusual because of her crying and swollen cheeks.

On the contrary, the words "the Emperor acted as matchmaker" and "let my father beat the drum to appeal" successfully changed the Duchess's expression.

Oh no, this isn't some maid who climbs into someone's bed.