Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

By the end of half a day, Zheng Fengyun was almost dizzy from kneeling and could hardly hold on any longer.

He supported himself on the ground with his hands, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and a gleam of help in his eyes.

In Jinghong Garden, the sweet fragrance of osmanthus filled the air, but it could not dispel the gloom in his heart.

Gu Qinlan sat by the window, looking indifferently at Zheng Fengyun kneeling in the rain. Her face was delicate, but there was a barely perceptible coldness between her eyebrows.

The raindrops pattered on Zheng Fengyun's body, and the coldness penetrated through his clothes and went straight to his heart. He clenched his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, and said nothing.

Just then, Gu Qinlan appeared in front of him holding an umbrella.

Her eyes were full of worry and tenderness as she looked at him as if he were her own son.

She gently moved the umbrella over Zheng Fengyun's head, shielding him from the pouring rain.

"Feng Yun, why are you so stubborn?" Gu Qinlan said softly, with a hint of blame in her voice.

Zheng Fengyun raised his head and looked at Gu Qinlan. A hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Gu Qinlan sighed softly, stretched out her right hand, and said to Zheng Fengyun, "Get up. The ground is cold and wet. Don't catch a cold."

Zheng Fengyun looked at Gu Qinlan with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he still slowly stretched out his hand and let her pull him up from the ground.

"Thank you." Zheng Fengyun said in a low voice with a hint of gratitude in his voice.

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly and looked at Zheng Fengyun, her eyes full of satisfaction. She turned to the maid Hongying and said, "Hongying, take Fengyun to the room to rest."

Hongying nodded quickly, carefully supported Zheng Fengyun and brought him into the room.

In the room, the warm charcoal fire burned in the stove, dispelling the coldness from Zheng Fengyun. Hongying helped Zheng Fengyun to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then turned around to get the medicine.

"Feng Yun, drink some medicine to warm your body." Gu Qinlan handed over the medicine and said gently.

Zheng Fengyun took the medicine and felt warm in his heart.

However, when he looked up again, Gu Qinlan was lying back in the rattan chair, dozing off, and no longer paying attention to him.

Zheng Fengyun felt ignored and angrily kicked the quilt wrapped around him to the ground.

Gu Qinlan sat on a mahogany chair, her eyes calm and firm. She slowly said, "Feng Yun, do you know where this is?"

Zheng Fengyun glared at her angrily, his mouth twitching: "This is Prince Duan's Mansion, it's my home!"

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly, with a deep light flashing in her eyes: "This is Prince Duan's Mansion, but it is also the residence of the Western Wei Dynasty. Every brick and tile here carries the honor, disgrace, rise and fall of the Western Wei Dynasty. Your every move represents the majesty of Prince Duan's Mansion."

Zheng Fengyun's expression changed slightly, but he still stiffened his neck and retorted, "I am just a small butterfly. How can I shake the big tree of Prince Duan's Mansion?"

Gu Qinlan's eyes flashed with a sharpness: "Even a butterfly can cause a stir. Feng Yun, you are the second young master of Prince Duan's Mansion, your status cannot be ignored. If what happened today is spread out, not only you, but the entire Prince Duan's Mansion will be implicated."

Zheng Fengyun waved the soup bowl in his hand angrily, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Are you threatening me?"

Gu Qinlan looked calm and said slowly: "Feng Yun, I am just reminding you to think twice before you act. In this Prince Duan's Mansion, everyone must bear the consequences of their actions."

Zheng Fengyun sneered: "Humph, I am a noble young master, is there anyone who dares to do anything to me?"

Gu Qinlan frowned slightly, and said in a more serious tone: "Feng Yun, in this palace, your status and position are certainly important, but if you violate the law, even the prince cannot easily excuse you."

After hearing this, Zheng Fengyun's face became even more furious. He slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Madam, are you teaching me a lesson?"

Gu Qinlan remained calm and said softly, "Feng Yun, I am not teaching you a lesson, but I hope you can understand that no matter how big or small your status is, everyone must be responsible for their own actions. In this Prince Duan's Mansion, as your mother, I have the responsibility to teach you how to behave."

Zheng Fengyun's eyes widened, filled with anger and indomitable will: "You...you are just my father's second wife, what qualifications do you have to discipline me?"

Gu Qinlan's eyes turned cold, and she said seriously: "Feng Yun, you may have forgotten that since your father passed away, I have the final say in this Prince Duan's Mansion. I am not only your mother, but also the mistress of this palace, and I have the right to discipline you."

Zheng Fengyun was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stood up suddenly and pointed at Gu Qinlan: "How dare you be so rude to me? How unreasonable..."

Gu Qinlan looked at him calmly: "Feng Yun, if you are so rude again, don't blame me for being rude."

Zheng Fengyun's eyes widened, and he was about to explode, but Gu Qinlan pointed to the medicine bowl on the table and asked seriously: "Fengyun, are you going to drink this medicine or not?"

Zheng Fengyun stared at Gu Qinlan, his eyes showing some resistance. But under her gaze, he reluctantly picked up the medicine bowl, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly, as if to hint at how difficult it was to swallow the medicine.

Then, he rolled up his sleeves and drank the medicine in the bowl resolutely like a hero cutting off his own arm.

As the potion slid down his throat, Zheng Fengyun couldn't help but frown. He tried hard not to make a sound, but his bitter expression betrayed his feelings.

He was about to throw the bowl of medicine in his hand to vent his dissatisfaction, but when he saw Gu Qinlan's aggressive gaze, he finally held back.

Zheng Fengyun crossed his arms and said proudly: "I have finished drinking, are you satisfied now?"

Gu Qinlan couldn't help laughing out loud at his childish and cute appearance.

The laughter was like a spring breeze, which warmed Zheng Fengyun's heart, but then he felt angry. He glared at Gu Qinlan: "Why are you laughing at me?"

Gu Qinlan stopped laughing, patted Zheng Fengyun's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Fengyun, I'm not laughing at you, but I'm relieved to see you drink the medicine so bravely. You are a man, you must learn to face the bitterness of life."

Zheng Fengyun didn't like what he heard and turned away.

Gu Qinlan smiled, glanced at Zheng Fengyun, called Hongying, and ordered: "Hongying, take Fengyun back to the room and change the wet clothes on your body. Don't catch a cold."

Hongying replied, "Yes, Princess." She walked to Zheng Fengyun with light steps, smiled and said, "Master Fengyun, please follow me."

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Fengyun nodded slightly and followed Hongying away.

Soon, Zheng Fengyun came back after changing his clothes. When he entered the flower hall, he saw the table was filled with sumptuous dishes, and Gu Qinlan was eating leisurely.

She looked up and saw Zheng Fengyun, and greeted him with a smile: "Fengyun, come and have dinner."