The Poisonous Wife: Cute Baby Comes to Rebirth with Me

In the deep courtyard of Wu'an Marquis' Mansion, a storm was brewing quietly.

The wife of Marquis Wu'an, her gentle face was now as tense as a string. She stared at the furious Marquis in front of her, without a trace of retreat in her eyes.

Although her voice was not loud, it was firm and could not be ignored: "Yes, I did not teach my son well, but please do not forget, my lord, he is not only my flesh and blood, but also your blood. How can you stay out of this?"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Wu'an swung the whip in his hand fiercely, and the air seemed to be filled with the sound of the whip whistling. He shouted angrily, "Well, in that case, I will personally discipline this rebellious son today! If he unfortunately fails, then just pretend that you never had this son; if he is still stubborn, then let him remember this lesson!"

However, at this critical moment, Lady Wu'an Hou resolutely stood between the father and son. Her smile was mixed with bitterness and helplessness, and tears were welling up in her eyes but never fell.

"My Lord, have you ever really felt sorry for this child? You were cold to me, so you naturally passed that coldness on to him. In your heart, there is only Lin Yuyao, and you treat her daughter like a treasure, while my son is like a piece of grass. Today, if you really want to hurt him, I will go with him, so that you will no longer have troubles in front of your eyes and your ears will be at peace."

These words pierced into Marquis Wu'an's heart like a sharp knife. He was furious and pointed his finger at Marquis Wu'an's wife. His voice trembled with anger: "Why did you involve Yuyao? Your son committed such a shameful act, but you want to throw dirty water on a deceased person. How unreasonable of you!"

At this time, Yun Xi, who had been watching silently, finally spoke.

She walked forward slowly, bowed, and said to Marquis Wu'an, "Uncle, calm down. It's useless to blame anyone now. We should try to resolve this. Otherwise, the reputation that the Marquis's Mansion has accumulated over the years will be ruined."

The old man heard this and agreed with it deeply. He said in a deep voice: "Yun Xi is right. Let's solve the current problem first. As for the other things, we can discuss them later."

Yun Xi's words were like a stream of clear water, calming the originally chaotic scene a little.

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on Zhao Songyan.

Wu An Hou took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said to Yun Xi: "Yi Han, Yun Xi, since Zhang Chunru is a member of your family, Yi Han will lose face if something like this happens. It is not excessive to punish her severely. As for the handling of the matter, it is up to you to handle it."

Yun Xi sighed softly, her eyes were gentle and deep, as if she could see into people's hearts. "Uncle, although Zhang Chunru is in Yi Han's house, she has not officially become his concubine, and no ceremony has been held, not even the opportunity to burn incense to the ancestors. All of this is arranged by the wife of Bei Ming Hou, maybe it's just a misunderstanding. I think we should first ask the wife of Bei Ming Hou about the situation, and then let her decide how to deal with this matter. The Marquis's Mansion should not become a battlefield for others to fight for their favor."

When the old man heard this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at Yun Xi, as if seeking an answer.

Wu Anhou suddenly realized something. He looked at Yun Xi with a hint of admiration in his eyes. "Yun Xi is right. Whether it was a joke or a true statement depended on what Madam Bei Minghou said. If she said it was a joke, then it was a joke."

However, these words angered Zhang Chunru. She screamed, "Xiao Yunxi, what do you want to do? Although I am Mu Yihan's concubine, I have kowtowed to you and offered you tea. How can you treat me like this? Although my reputation has been damaged, he can't just sit back and do nothing!"

Yun Xi smiled slightly, and that smile contained too much meaning. "Sister Chunru, it is natural for you to kowtow to me and offer me tea. At that time, I was Yi Han's wife and the young lady of the Marquis' Mansion. As Song Yan's concubine, what's wrong with you bowing to me, the eldest sister-in-law? As for what you said, I remember that the wife of the Marquis of Beiming once asked you if you were willing to become a concubine of the Marquis' Mansion, and you agreed in person. From then on, you belonged to Song Yan. All of this is your own choice."

Zhang Chunru's face turned pale. She pointed at Yunxi angrily, but couldn't find the words to refute. "Xiao Yunxi, shut up! It's not your turn to interfere in my affairs!"

However, Yun Xi just smiled indifferently, as if everything was under her control.

She knew that this storm would eventually come to an end, and peace in the Marquis' Mansion would be restored.