Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
When Fu Lianyin heard this, she was filled with anger. Did the Seventh Young Lady have to endure this "humiliation" even after getting married?
"Master," Fu Lianyin stretched her neck, straightened her back, and sarcastically said, "The Seventh Young Lady is already married; does she still need to interfere in the affairs of the Third House?!" Her tone was light, but it was full of questioning.
"Fu Family," Yun Yang had long lost patience with Fu Lianyin, even changing how he addressed her. He coldly said, "I was only waiting for the Seventh Young Lady to return home before discussing this matter. When did I ever ask the Seventh Young Lady to interfere? Are you hard of hearing or just pretending not to understand?"
Fu Lianyin was startled by Yun Yang's calm retort but refused to compromise on her expression.
"I'm sorry, Master, the Consort was merely reminding you—"
"Shut up! Fu Family, I see that your words and actions are becoming increasingly inappropriate. What do you mean by 'reminding'? When did it become your place as a woman to 'advise' your husband?!"
Fu Lianyin's expression changed slightly; she bit her lip in apprehension and her voice unconsciously shifted in tone.
"Master, please calm down. The Consort's words may have been offensive; I hope you can forgive me..."
Yun Yang casually glanced at Fu Lianyin and sneered, "If I didn't 'forgive,' do you think you could still sit here and talk to me?"
Fu Lianyin was taken aback. She realized that his tone had become increasingly sarcastic and dismissive, his demeanor strange and cold. This heightened her feelings of resentment and unease—fearing that Water Concubine would take her position, she wanted to personally raise the Eleventh Young Master. That was why she had hastily brought up the matter as soon as Yun Kexin got married. Little did she expect Yun Yang to respond this way; her inner anger was evident, but she dared not express it in front of the Concubine.
"The Consort thanks you for your generosity, Master; it's all my fault for not expressing myself clearly," Fu Lianyin thought quickly and said, "But since you've already made your stance clear, let's wait until the Seventh Young Lady returns home before discussing it further. You are right; we can't let the Seventh Uncle be embarrassed."
"This isn't about whether it's embarrassing or not," Yun Yang's impatience began to show as he waved his hand dismissively. "It's just postponing the discussion. Are you really that anxious?!"
Fu Lianyin thought for a moment. Since Yun Kexin was now married and no longer part of the Duke's household, she had no right to interfere in the family's affairs. Not only her but everyone in the Yun family should understand this point. Therefore, her opinion naturally held no weight; the Yun family wouldn't listen anyway. So why should she worry?
"Not anxious," Fu Lianyin said after coming to this realization, her expression brightening. "Everything will depend on your decision, Master." She then turned to Water Concubine with a "friendly" smile that didn't reveal her teeth. "Sister Water, then it's settled; we'll wait until the Seventh Young Lady returns home before discussing raising him."
"Yes, my lord, my lady." Shui Lian sighed softly in her heart and responded gently.
She increasingly recognized the importance of the Seventh Young Lady in Yun Yang's heart and just wanted to wait for Yun Kexin to return home so she could find an opportunity to tell her about the situation and ask her for a solution.
"By the way, my lord, there is one more thing," the Consort called out as Yun Yang was about to leave. "Yun Ran is now sixteen and should be married."
This Concubine Daughter should have been married off long ago; it was becoming a nuisance for the eldest son to keep looking at her.
Yun Yang paused, lowered his head in thought, and said, "My lady, I see that Ran'er has not given up on the Fu Family's nephew. Considering her infatuation, please communicate with the maternal family of the King of Han and let Ran'er become a concubine for Fu Shizi. If they do not agree, the Third House will not insist."
Fu Lianyin's heart brightened: finally, there was "negotiating" "capital." Yun Yang, you also have times when you need something from others; let Water Concubine fend for herself.
"Yes, my lord," Fu Family replied with a faint smile. "The Consort will do everything possible to fulfill Ran'er's wishes."
****
The relatives of the Feng family indeed gathered together like Feng Yinxiao's family, regardless of their closeness or distance, all present for his wedding.
Zhang Yi heard about Cousin-in-law Yun Kexin's "unmatched beauty" and felt unconvinced. She thought about seeing for herself how "exaggerated" it was, and this time she couldn't let herself be overshadowed—she looked in the dressing mirror from left to right, changing outfits and accessories repeatedly but still feeling unsatisfied. Finally, she wore a bright red robe adorned with cranes and auspicious clouds, styled her hair into a crescent moon bun, and added a flower ornament inlaid with emeralds and rubies. On both hands, she wore five or six jade and agate bracelets. Her husband Lu Linlang frowned upon seeing her: "Are you going to see the new Wife or is the new Wife coming to see you?"
Zhang Yi sighed and reluctantly changed into a green butterfly-patterned robe and removed the jade bracelets before finally stepping out.
When they arrived at the main hall, they found that the Feng family's relatives had already gathered. They exchanged greetings about how much they had received in rewards and congratulated Duke Feng Hongrui who sat at the head of the table.
At that moment, Feng Yinxiao and his wife entered the Main Hall, and the room fell silent—Feng family's aunts turned their gazes toward Yun Kexin, who nodded slightly with a smile. She was dressed in a bright red robe covered in butterfly patterns with her thick black hair styled into a fragrant bun adorned with a silver phoenix hairpin. What stood out most was not Yun Kexin's unadorned yet stunning beauty but rather the sparkling pearl phoenix brooch on her right chest. It was an heirloom from the former Duchess of State and also passed down from Feng Yinxiao's grandmother; Duke Qingyuan had generously gifted it to his beloved wife.
Zhang Yi felt both jealousy and envy in her heart upon seeing this, along with some resentment: once upon a time, Aunt had intended to pass this precious item to her, meaning whoever received this pearl phoenix brooch would be recognized as a daughter-in-law of the Feng family. Unexpectedly, after learning about this matter, Feng Yinxiao firmly refused and told his mother that he had no feelings for Aunt's cousin—only infatuation—leaving Ling Chen with no choice but to give up, which made Zhang Yi feel heartbroken for quite some time.
But she had to admit that her cousin-in-law was indeed much more outstanding than herself. However, she couldn't help but glance at Feng Yinxiao—he was beside her, one hand resting on Yun Kexin's lower back and the other holding her elbow, his affection and protectiveness evident, truly enviable to others.
Duke of Yan Feng Hongrui looked at the "intimately close" pair before him, a look of satisfaction on his face. When he saw his daughter-in-law for the first time, he was momentarily taken aback. His gaze held surprise, admiration, and a nostalgic sigh as if he were traveling through a time tunnel—just by appearance alone, one could mistakenly think that the person before him was from the Yue Clan. But upon seeing his daughter-in-law's height, it was clear she was taller and more graceful than her birth mother from the Yue Clan, yet she still possessed the gentle beauty characteristic of the Yue Clan.
Feng Hongyu and Feng Hongran nodded in agreement, calling their nephew "discerning," while the two aunts chimed in with laughter, saying to their nephew that "heroes have a hard time with beautiful women." Only Feng Hongwen noticed Feng Hongrui's somewhat dazed expression, which contained a hint of mockery.
Feng Yinxiao led Yun Kexin to the center of the Main Hall and stood before the Duke of Wind, bowing down:
"Father and Mother above, please allow your son and daughter-in-law to pay their respects." The couple knelt down and bowed three times.
"Get up, get up," Feng Hongrui extended both hands with a kind smile and said, "The ground is cold."
"Yes, yes, yes, quickly get up," Zhuo Min, the stepmother beside him, also said with a smile, "It's good enough to have met."
Then Feng Yinxiao and his wife served tea to their parents-in-law before taking their seats on the right side. Yun Kexin quickly glanced at Zhuo Min and Feng Hongwen; these two had distinct features—especially Zhuo Min, who had an elegant demeanor. However, in her previous life, both had met their end at Feng Yinxiao's hands, their heads hanging at the entrance of Duke of Yan's Residence for several nights. She truly couldn't understand what unresolved hatred existed between Young Lord and them that would lead Qingyuan Marquis to take such drastic measures next time.
"Duke, Duchess, Third Sister and Fifth Young Master have arrived."
A maid entered the hall to report. Yun Kexin couldn't help but look at the maid with the pleasant voice; she was quite pretty and greeted everyone with a smile. She recalled rumors from her previous life about a maid named Miao Yu in Duke of Yan's Residence—clever and quick-witted, she was the most trusted and favored maid of Former Duchess Ling Chen. However, she wasn't well-regarded by Aunt Zhuo. More importantly, after Feng Yinxiao's bloody purge of Duke of Yan's Residence, Miao Yu still served faithfully by his side. Although it was unclear whether Feng Yinxiao married Miao Yu later on, it was a fact that she had always been by his side in her previous life.
Sure enough, Zhuo Min forced a smile and said: "Miao Yu, hurry up and invite Young Master’s sister in."
Miao Yu nodded slightly and went out. When she returned, she was followed by a man and a woman. They walked up to Feng Yinxiao and his wife. Feng Yinxiao introduced them: "Yun Kexin, these are my half-siblings—Feng Yulu and Feng Yinfai."
Yun Kexin's eyes widened in shock: half-siblings? The brother and sister who were beheaded by Feng Yinxiao in her previous life and fed to dogs!
Feng Yulu bore some resemblance to Feng Yinxiao but had an expression reminiscent of her birth mother from the Zhuo Family; beneath her pleasant exterior lay an air of flirtation! On the other hand, Feng Yinfai bore no resemblance to Feng Yinxiao at all; at sixteen years old he had an air of arrogance about him. Even when meeting Feng Yinxiao’s gaze, he did not flinch but felt inwardly diminished—Zhuo Min’s siblings had gone to fetch a bride yesterday but actually did not go; Feng Yulu was angry that her father prioritized her legitimate brother’s marriage over hers simply because she was born out of wedlock and thus must be treated as a concubine. As a result, her marriage remained undecided for a long time. Similarly, Feng Yinfai felt discontented because his father valued his elder brother over him; thus he refused to go fetch the bride until their mother from the Zhuo Family urged him not to be willful and advised him that "patience is key," prompting him to help with serving wine instead.
"I have met Elder Brother and Sister-in-law." Feng Yulu nodded and lowered her gaze, respectfully bowing.
Feng Yinfai also followed his sister in greeting, paying respects to his brother and Sister-in-law.
"Third Brother, Fifth Sister, there's no need for formalities among family," Feng Yinxiao said with a smile, waving his hand. "You can just greet Sister-in-law."
"Third Brother, Fifth Sister, hello," Yun Kexin said softly with a smile.
Feng Yinfai merely nodded and shifted his gaze away. The more Feng Yulu looked, the more displeased she became. She had dressed up carefully to stand alongside Sister-in-law and did not want her to steal the spotlight. However, upon seeing Yun Kexin, her efforts seemed to pale in comparison.
Yun Kexin could sense the indifference from her half-siblings but did not take it to heart. She simply sat there with a slight smile, which greatly pleased Feng Hongrui—his daughter-in-law understood etiquette, had grace, knew how to handle situations calmly, and resembled the first wife, Ling Chen. This was likely a sentiment shared by all the relatives of the Feng Family present.
Seeing his father's satisfaction and regard for his daughter-in-law, Feng Yinxiao became even more resolute in his initial choice. He secretly touched Yun Kexin's delicate hands, feeling incredibly sweet inside.
Feng Hongwen's gaze fell on Shanling, Shining, and Shan Yue behind Yun Kexin, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes:
Weren't these three expelled from Duke of Yan's Residence a few years ago? How could they appear in the manor again?!
Comment 0 Comment Count