From an old woman back to a young girl, she vowed never to marry into a marquisate

*

Night, Yongning Marquis Mansion.

"Strange, where is my necklace?" Mrs. Du was rummaging through the drawers in the room. She was impatient and had a bad temper, so she made a mess of things. Her four personal maids could only follow behind her to clean up.

After searching for a while and not finding it, Mrs. Du muttered to herself in an upset mood: "Could it be stolen?"

Thinking of this, she suddenly stood up and glared at the four maids who were busy behind her. The four people were already trembling with fear when they saw her angry, and now they were even more frightened. They knelt on the ground and trembled with fear: "Madam, it wasn't me, I didn't take it!"

Mrs. Du was a petty person. If she knew that they had been robbed, she would really skin them alive.

"I don't think you dare! Humph!" Mrs. Du frowned and scolded. The four maids were so scared that they didn't dare to raise their heads and hurriedly continued to pack their things.

Mrs. Du couldn't find the thing and looked very unhappy. She glanced around and asked in a cold voice, "Where is the prince?"

"The prince is in the Marquis' room."

At this time, Zhou Ziyue was coming out of his father's study in a state of distraught. He was scolded to death.

The incident at Longquan Temple a few days ago had caused him to miss a great opportunity to express his feelings to the emperor. What was worse was that because he had not taken action against the emperor at that time, the prince had already begun to doubt the loyalty of the Yongning Marquisate.

The Yongning Marquisate is now being attacked from both sides and is in a very difficult situation.

The old marquis was very angry and scolded him today.

He now deeply regretted meeting Tang Yue'er that day.

He even regretted that he shouldn't have kicked the door open on impulse.

He was feeling depressed, and when he went out, he saw his mother, Mrs. Du, standing in the yard with her arms folded, looking at him coldly.

Zhou Ziyue was startled: "Mom, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Mrs. Du looked at him sullenly for a while before she said in a deep voice, "I have prepared the ten boxes of marriage proposal gifts you requested."

"Yeah." So that's what he meant. He thought it was something else. "I see. Thank you, mom."

After a pause, he added, "Then please accompany me to the Tang family tomorrow, mother."

Mrs. Du didn't want to go at all, but who could blame her for having only one son, Zhou Ziyue?

"I'm doing this for your sake." Mrs. Du said coldly, "Otherwise I would never marry such a lowly woman in my lifetime."

Zhou Ziyue: ...

"I understand." He frowned. "Mom is doing this for my own good. I know that. I won't treat you unfairly in the future."

"It would be best." Mrs. Du said coldly, "When you marry her, you must explain it clearly to her."

"Don't think she can become a phoenix just by entering the Marquis' Mansion, let alone dream of the position of the Marquis's mistress. She is openly called the Crown Prince's Consort, but in fact she is just a thing to warm your bed. She can't even think of the power of the Marquis' Mansion."

Zhou Ziyue had no objection to this.

He couldn't give her any power or status at that time. She was just a caregiver.

"Don't worry, mother. She still wants to be the mistress? She is not even worthy of being a concubine who warms the bed. She will be a maid and a slave. Not only will she have to warm my bed, but she will also have to make the bed for you. You can just use her as a maid."

Mrs. Du liked to hear this.

The daughter of a fifth-rank official is at best qualified to do something like this for his family, and she still wants to turn into a phoenix?

As long as she is here, no pheasant can turn into a phoenix!

"Don't worry, mom. Getting married is just a process. My son's heart is always with you." Zhou Ziyue said flatteringly.

Only then did Mrs. Du nod in satisfaction.

*

Early morning, Qinwan Courtyard.

Tang Wanru was sitting in front of the mirror putting on the wreath when Yingchun ran in from outside: "Miss, the Yongning Marquis's Mansion is here to propose marriage again!"

Oh?

Tang Wanru calmly applied rouge on her lips, making her lips look gentle and eye-catching.

Having lived with Zhou Ziyue for so long in her previous life, she knew his character best.

The more he can't get something, the more he wants it.

I will never give up until I get him!

"Is the wife of the Marquis Mansion here too?" Tang Wanru asked calmly. He was such a self-respecting person that he would not come this time without confidence.

"Yes." Yingchun didn't expect Tang Wanru to guess it without her saying anything, and answered, "The wife of the Marquis and Prince Zhou brought a total of ten boxes of marriage proposal gifts."

Well, very good.

Tang Wanru recalled that in her previous life, Tang Yue'er had not yet fully understood that she was destined to be a good mother-in-law.

Today is the opportunity.

So Tang Wanru called Yingchun over and whispered a few words in her ear.

*

Tang Mansion, front hall.

Upon hearing the news that the wife of the Marquis was coming, Tang Jiang arranged the house early and stood at the door waiting with his butler Zhang Bai and his party.

At this moment, the sedan chair from the Marquis's Mansion arrived.

Along with the sedan chair came ten boxes of marriage gifts.

Tang Jiang and others hurried out to greet them.

Mrs. Du stuck her head out of the carriage and looked at the shabby scenery around her, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Not to mention the plaque of the small Tang Mansion.

There is a wide street in front of the Yongning Marquis Mansion, but there is a narrow alley in front of the Tang family's house.

It's really shabby!

Mrs. Du was unhappy and it showed immediately on her face. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief in annoyance. When she looked up, she saw Tang Jiang standing at the door, shouting to greet her.

Only then did she reluctantly let Zhou Ziyue drag her off the carriage.

"Mrs. Zhou, you have worked hard. Please come in." Tang Jiang made way.

Mrs. Du frowned, covered her mouth, and walked in with her group.

Tang Jiang and the people who came to greet him were pushed to the sides. Mrs. Du didn't even look at Tang Jiang.

Tang Jiang's face looked a little unhappy.

Butler Zhang Bai called him in a low voice, and Tang Jiang regained his composure and followed him in.

Mrs. Du went in and asked her servants to wipe the table and chair for her master carefully before she sat down.

After taking a look at the small entrance, Mrs. Du glared at Zhou Ziyue fiercely.

Damn it, letting her come to a place like this.

Zhou Ziyue lowered his head in embarrassment.

Mrs. Du then noticed that Tang Jiang was still standing in the hall. She pointed to the seat next to her with her chin and said, "Master Tang, why are you standing? Sit down."

"Yes." Tang Jiang then sat on another main seat.

Mrs. Du was very satisfied when she saw that the ten boxes of marriage proposal gifts she brought had filled up the Tang family's small courtyard.

She raised her head and said, "Master Tang."

"Madam." Tang Jiang responded politely.

"I didn't want to come at first." Mrs. Du said honestly, "I feel that this is the children's own business, and it's enough for the children to solve it themselves. I prepared the gifts for him to bring last time."

"But I never expected that something went wrong and the gift was taken back intact."

"Master Tang, this child can't explain it clearly. Can you explain to me what's going on?"

Tang Jiang trembled all over when he heard this.

This was not something Zhou Ziyue couldn't explain clearly; this was a question to him.