Favoring concubines and killing wives? The miraculous doctor mistress went crazy after her rebirth

After Murong Chuan left, the maid said, "Madam, you just got better from your illness, but the Marquis didn't even bother to show some concern."

"I haven't been home for more than a month, and as soon as I got back I thought about taking a concubine. Have you ever considered my wife's feelings?"

Jiang Zhinian's eyes turned red as she looked at the maid Lian Qiao who was standing up for her.

In the previous life, Lian Qiao was beaten to death by the old lady in order to protect her. After his death, his body was thrown into a mass grave.

Seeing Jiang Zhinian's red eyes and a sad look, Lian Qiao felt even more distressed.

"Madam, you are so beautiful that you are well-known among the boudoir. If the Marquis hadn't saved you, you wouldn't have married into the impoverished Marquis's Mansion. The Marquis coaxed Madam to hand over the dowry and promised not to take a concubine, but he changed his mind after only three years of marriage!"

"Everyone knows that the Marquis' Mansion was involved in the Regent King case and was suppressed by the Emperor. It has long been in decline. Who knows if the Marquis' title will be taken away from them at any time? Who among the girls from good families would be willing to marry into the Marquis' Mansion..."

Lian Qiao muttered these words.

Jiang Zhinian said coldly: "Lian Qiao, remember that he is not my savior."

Lian Qiao looked at the lady's cold expression and opened her mouth in surprise.

But she was smart and didn't ask any more questions. She just remembered what the lady said.

"We'll be out of here someday, but not now!"

First, she wanted to take revenge.

Lian Qiao seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Madam, do you really want to adopt that Yan Jie'er as your daughter?"

"If you say that Madam has been childless for three years, it's because the Marquis is rarely at home and rarely comes to Madam's room. It's not Madam's fault alone."

"Who knows what the old lady is planning?"

Jiang Zhinian sneered. She also blamed herself for this in her previous life. Who would have thought that Murong Chuan had never touched her.

It looked like a marriage consummation, but actually drugs were used.

"No, but I want to go over and take a good look at this orphan girl Yan Jie'er. She can never even think of becoming my legitimate daughter."

In this life, she wanted to see that without her protection and education, Murong Yanran would at most be an illegitimate daughter with a bad reputation.

After hearing this, Lian Qiao realized that the lady had a clear mind and she didn't need to worry anymore.

……

Plum House

The old lady sat at the top, listening to what her son said. Her hand holding the Buddhist beads paused, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

"The first condition now is to make Wanruo a concubine. We can make detailed plans later and then ask Jiang Zhinian to return the dowry."

Murong Chuan frowned and said, "But mother, I always feel that I haven't seen her for more than a month. I just went to see her and felt that she was a little different."

He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

The old lady said, "You don't understand women. She fell in love with you, and you obeyed her before. Naturally, she doesn't want you to take a concubine."

“It’s normal to feel dissatisfied.”

"But you also have to learn how to read a woman's mind. Don't just give in to her all the time. Give her a slap and then give her a sweet treat. Be close yet distant so that she can't leave you. Over time, she will give in to your wishes more and more."

The old lady never took Jiang Zhinian seriously.

He is just a person who is blinded by emotions and favors. He is easy to manipulate and very stupid.

After thinking about it, the old lady was still worried and reminded: "You must not let anyone know about this matter of saving your life."

Murong Chuan nodded and said, "Son knows."

"But no matter what they said, I gave her the jewelry from Chinen's dowry. She loved the plum blossom jade bracelet very much."

The old lady said, "I'll go and talk about this matter, don't worry about it!"

Murong Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of making his cousin cry.

He feels sad whenever his cousin cries.

If it weren't for the current situation of the Marquis's Mansion, he would never marry anyone else.

He and his cousin were in love with each other, and it was all Jiang Zhinian's fault for standing in the way.

Moreover, his mother cares about his cousin the most. Sometimes he even feels that his mother treats his cousin much better than he does.

"Mother, I want to bring Sister Yan to you tomorrow morning, let Zhi Nian come over to see her, and register her name directly."

Murong Chuan couldn't wait to give his daughter a legitimate identity, and she had to be a legitimate daughter.

The old lady frowned fiercely and said, "That woman is really capable. She gave birth to your daughter secretly."

Murong Chuan touched his nose and said, "Mother, she is already dead. Besides, when I was injured in the battle at the border, she happened to take care of me, and I didn't know that she had a child. It was only after she died that I knew I had a daughter and wanted to bring her back home."

The old lady was upset and said, "Well, why don't you go to the side branches and pick a few more girls under seven years old, and compare them together. This will make Jiang Zhinian feel that you are really choosing an adopted daughter for her, instead of forcing one on her!"

"Sister Yan is eight years old. She is too old. We must conceal her age and say she is six."

"Don't let her suspect that Sister Yan is your daughter."

"Now that I have planned this for you, you must treat Wanruo well and never let her suffer any injustice."

Su Wanruo is the old lady's niece, and also Murong Chuan's cousin.

Murong Chuan could feel that as long as he was nice to his cousin, his mother would be happy.

From childhood to adulthood, his mother had always been very strict with him and was rarely kind to him. Of course, he knew that he was a boy who inherited the family business, and his mother was strict with him for his own good.

But he also had a subtle feeling that if he was nice to his cousin, his mother would be nicer to him and would occasionally show some concern for him.

……

The next day, Jiang Zhinian went to Meisongyuan.

I saw several little girls around five or six years old standing in the old lady's room. They all stood there timidly and didn't dare to speak.

However, there was a little girl standing among them who was half a head taller than him. Her eyes and eyebrows were somewhat similar to Murong Chuan, and there was a hint of arrogance.

This is Murong Yanran.

In her previous life, she was arranged to claim Sister Yan. In fact, arranging several girls here was just to serve as supporting roles.

The old lady and Murong Chuan had both figured out how to put Sister Yan under her name.

The old lady said with a smile: "Chinen, come and take a look at these girls. They are all orphans, about five or six years old. Take a look at which one is good."

Mother Zhou echoed from the side: "I think this little girl is very pretty. Madam is a beauty, so her daughter must be pretty too."

Murong Chuan pretended to be gentle and said, "Zhinian, I also think Sister Yan is good. She is very good-looking."

He knew that Jiang Zhinian cared a lot about his thoughts and feelings, and was always thinking about him.

So as long as he mentioned it, Jiang Zhinian would do as he said.

Jiang Zhinian smiled and waved, "Sister Yan, come here!"

Eight-year-old Yan Jie'er walked step by step to Jiang Zhinian.

She glanced at Jiang Zhinian quietly, then quickly lowered her head.

Is this the mother my father was talking about?

She thought of her mother and suddenly felt resentful.

This lady enjoyed a life of luxury in the marquis's mansion, but her own mother had died long ago.

But she remembered everything her mother told her before she died.

She must go back to the Marquis' Mansion. The family property, fine clothes and delicious food are all hers and should belong to her.

She wanted to please the lady.

Jiang Zhinian lifted Murong Yanran's chin with one hand and said, "This look is indeed outstanding."

"But it's no wonder that the Marquis said that this girl is pleasing to the eye. She does look somewhat similar to the Marquis!"

The old lady could no longer maintain the smile on her face, and Murong Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

They both thought at the same time, could Jiang Zhinian have discovered something?

Jiang Zhinian slowly glanced at the changes in the expressions of the old lady and the marquis.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a strange arc, "They look so similar, could it be that some woman outside gave birth to the Marquis?"

Murong Chuan felt guilty and anxious, and hurriedly explained: "Zhinian, please believe me, I only have you in my heart and eyes, how can I tolerate others."

"This is a member of the Murong family's side branch. It's normal for him to look a bit like me."

Jiang Zhinian smiled gently, "Look, I was just joking, why are you so anxious, Lord?"

"In that case, I have to test them briefly before I can make a decision."

The old lady and Murong Chuan both looked unhappy. Why did they have to test them again?

They thought they could just give it to Jiang Zhinian.

They hadn't made any preparations beforehand, and hadn't told Yanran about it.

Murong Chuan had confidence in Murong Yanran and felt that all the girls present could not compare to his daughter, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

Jiang Zhinian lowered his head and asked everyone, "What do you usually do at home? Have you ever learned to read?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yanran instantly raised her head and said proudly, "To answer your question, Madam, I have been educated since I was three years old. I have read many books and know a lot of words. Men of my age don't know as many words as I do. I can also do needlework. Even the teacher praised my needlework skills. No one can compare to me!"

When the old lady saw Murong Yanran's expression, her face turned cold.

He was brought up away from home, is self-righteous and not at all likable.

Jiang Zhinian calmly watched Murong Yanran, who was eager to perform.

In her previous life, Murong Yanran was also brought back home at this time. She was obviously eight years old, but she lied about her age and said she was six.

She had no doubts about Murong Chuan, so she took Murong Yanran into her name and educated her carefully.

There was no test, so naturally this scene did not appear.

Jiang Zhinian asked the other girls again, his voice a little gentler, "Have you ever been to school?"

Several young girls were a little timid, bowed and whispered, "To answer your question, Madam, we have never been to school."

"Can you read?"

“I… I can’t read either!”

Murong Yanran looked proud and laughed, "This is the Marquis' Mansion, and you can't even recognize a word, and you're still trying to compete with me!"

The old lady knocked the ground with her cane and said, "Shut up!"

Murong Yanran's face changed. She didn't understand why she was asked to shut up.

Seeing Murong Yanran pouting and looking aggrieved and unconvinced, Jiang Zhinian sneered in his heart.

She covered her head and said, "Madam, Lord, I see this child is so lively and knows so many things. I really have nothing to teach Sister Yan!"

When Jiang Zhinian said this, the old lady and the marquis' faces changed.

Murong Yanran's performance just now was too eager, which made Jiang Zhinian dislike her.

Not to mention Jiang Zhinian, even the old lady doesn't like this girl.

You can tell at first glance that he is wild and unruly, with no rules at all.

Although she lied about being six years old, she was actually eight years old. She was at an age where she could remember things and be sensible, and was completely difficult to discipline.

If Murong Chuan hadn't been determined to bring her into the mansion and she hadn't wanted to cause any trouble, it wouldn't have turned out like that.

Murong Chuan coaxed in a low voice: "Zhinian, this child is so pitiful, why don't you adopt him?"

Jiang Zhinian looked at Murong Chuan meaningfully, "My Lord is so fond of this girl, could it be that she really had a child outside?"

"How could that be? No, I'm just thinking about you."

Murong Chuan felt guilty after all, and dared not say anything else, for fear that Jiang Zhinian would really discover something.

Jiang Zhinian knew when to stop and was not in a hurry to reveal anything.