The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Song Pingyan was thinking about whether she could get Princess Haiyan to come and see her off to bring honor to her.

In the northern wing, it was relatively simple for a prince to take a concubine. All he had to do was report it to the emperor and then announce it in his fiefdom. There was no particularly complicated process.

Unlike the princes who still have to pay betrothal gifts, go through three letters and six ceremonies, and complete all the necessary procedures when taking a concubine.

In a case like Song Pingyan's, her parents had to escort her from the capital to her fiefdom. The larger the escort team, and the more prominent relatives in it, the more powerful the concubine's background would appear.

Even if the wife wants to control the concubine in the future, she has to consider whether she can afford to provoke her.

Otherwise, when she went to her fiefdom, the mountains were high and the roads were long, and she was unfamiliar with the place. The people in the palace would think she was a person without any background and would bully her.

So, she had to borrow the power she needed. How could she borrow the power? She had to rely on her sister-in-law to arrange it.

There has never been a moment like now when she was looking forward to her sister-in-law coming home. Song Pingyan urged excitedly, "Brother, go and pick up my sister-in-law. The sooner the better. There are still many things to be arranged."

Song Shiguang looked at the dim dusk and nodded, "I'll go right away. I won't be late."

In the Marquis of Jian'an's mansion, this was the first time that Tang Chujun spoke calmly and face to face with Shi Wanzhen, "Although you have wronged me in the past..."

"How have I ever let you down?" Shi Wanzhen felt very aggrieved. "If it was the porcelain shop incident, I would have lost a fortune, and you still can't get over this?"

This! It's hard to stay calm! Tang Chujun sneered, "You knew that my daughter was replaced but you didn't tell me. Have you forgotten?"

"But it's not like I replaced your son!"

Tang Chujun: "..."

That seems to be the case! Never mind, let's get back to the point, "What would you do if Prince Song came to pick you up in person?"

Shi Wanzhen shook her head. "He won't come to pick me up. At most he'll send a servant to pick me up, and that's a big deal."

Tang Chujun understood, "So if he comes to pick you up, you still have to go back."

Shi Wanzhen's tears fell down, "If I don't go back, what else can I do?"

Tang Chujun nodded and stood up, "Okay then, just make up your mind."

She would never make decisions for such a person, so as to avoid being blamed later.

Just as she turned to leave, Shi Wanzhen somehow grabbed her and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."

"Don't call me sister-in-law. I feel uncomfortable when you call me 'sister-in-law'." Tang Chujun was very disgusted, but he did not shake off her hand.

She could feel Shi Wanzhen's helplessness.

Shi Wanzhen looked at Tang Chujun eagerly, "Are you really not going to get back together with your brother in the future? Life must be so difficult for a woman after a divorce."

"Do you think I'm having a hard time?" Tang Chujun said unhappily.

Shi Wanzhen was completely speechless. She thought to herself that your two children are just like the guardian Vajra Arhat, so of course it won't be difficult for them.

As soon as she thought about it, she knew that her brother and sister-in-law would never be able to reconcile. They had never been reconciled, so how could they reconcile?

Tang Chujun sat back in his chair. "Wanzhen, I heard that you have been learning the delicate work of an embroiderer from the old nanny hired from the palace in the academy for the past six months. The old nanny said that you have quite skillful hands, and you are not completely useless."

Shi Wanzhen remained silent, tears welling up in her eyes. She was born as a daughter of a marquis, but she had fallen to the point of being an embroiderer. How could she feel?

"You can't lower yourself to become an embroiderer?" Tang Chujun said softly, "Do you know how it feels for a woman to earn money with her own ability and then support herself? I tell you, it's just two words: tough."

Shi Wanzhen raised her eyes and asked, "Have you ever made money?"

"Of course." Tang Chujun did not tell the other party that he was Mr. Chu Sheng and that he made money by writing articles.

Although the money was far less than what she earned from her property, she was happy.

She shared with Shi Wanzhen sincerely, "When I first earned money through my own efforts, I bought a lot of things for my son and daughter-in-law, and my daughter and son-in-law. I was so happy at that time. That kind of happiness, oh, I can't describe it in words."

Shi Wanzhen could not feel that kind of happiness, but she saw a light in Tang Chujun's eyes. That light was something she had never seen in her once lifeless sister-in-law.

As the two sisters-in-law were talking, the doorman came to report that Song Shiguang, the son of the Duke of Changshan, wanted to see her. It was said that he had come with his children and gifts to personally take Shi Wanzhen home.

This time, we gave him enough face.

Shi Wanzhen grabbed Tang Chujun's sleeve and said, "Sister-in-law, he's coming, he's coming, what should I do?"

Tang Chujun used his fingers to pry her hands apart and said calmly, "I have said everything I should say. It is up to you whether to reply or not. I heard that your dowry is gone, and you sold or pawned it yourself. How can you be so foolish!"

Shi Wanzhen clenched her fists and said, "It would be great if Xia'er was here."

Tang Chujun shook his head. "Even if Xia'er is here, she won't make decisions for you. But she told you before that the Marquis' Mansion will be your backer and will protect you from the wind and rain. However, we will never support bad people or lazy people."

Shi Wanzhen was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "I know what to do." Then she ran out in panic.

In a flash, she ran back, said nothing, knelt down in front of Tang Chujun and kowtowed, then ran back to the yard where she lived.

When she came out of the yard again, Song Shiguang and others had been waiting in the main hall for a long time.

Song Shiguang was impatient and wanted to hit someone. But when he saw Shi Wanzhen running in breathlessly, his anger subsided a little, but he still had a stern face, "What, are you really not going to go home?"

He acted like the head of the family and felt it would be beneath him to come and pick her up in person.

Shi Wanzhen was scared to death, but when she thought of Tang Chujun's words and what Xia'er had said to her earlier, she boldly handed a piece of paper to Song Shiguang and said, "If you want to take me back, you have to return my dowry first."

"What?" Song Shiguang felt as if his ears were broken, otherwise how could he hear such ridiculous words.

This is really bold!

He glared at Shi Wanzhen, "Say it again!"

Shi Wanzhen's heart trembled, "Give me back my dowry first! This is my dowry list. If you don't give it back to me, I won't..."

Song Shiguang slapped Shi Wanzhen on the face, and blood immediately flowed out of her nose and dripped onto her brocade clothes.

It was also at this time that a group of people came in from outside the door.

The leader was none other than Shi Yunqi, the prince of the Marquis of Jian'an, with his mother Tang Chujun at his side and a group of palace guards following behind him.

Shi Yunqi is a scholar and is not likely to hit anyone.

But once he makes a move, his force is as powerful as thunder and lightning.

He slapped Prince Song in the face, and his hand turned red and painful.

With a cold face, he said word by word, "Song Shiguang, who the hell are you! How dare you beat up someone from the Marquis of Jian'an Mansion on my territory!"