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

At the gate of Dingyuan Marquis’ Mansion, red silk was fluttering and drums and music were resounding.

The two sisters, Gu Qinlan and Gu Qinlian, covered their heads with red veils at the same time, and the sedan chair was slowly lifted up.

Gu Qinlan held the sedan chair tightly. She couldn't help but glance at Gu Qinlian outside the sedan chair. She saw a smile flashing in her sister's eyes and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Sister, you must remember that life in Prince Duan's Mansion is not easy." Gu Qinlian joked, trying to break the heavy atmosphere.

Hearing this, Gu Qinlan's lips curled up a little with a hint of sarcasm: "Yes, sister, you must cherish the days when you and your husband are united in heart and love each other till old age."

"Sister, are you cursing me?" Gu Qinlian pretended to be angry and widened her eyes.

Gu Qinlan smiled gently, with concern in her eyes: "Of course not, I sincerely hope that you and your wife will live in harmony and grow old together."

"Humph, that's natural!" Gu Qinlian stuck out her tongue contemptuously.

"Miss, we're here." The voice of the sedan bearer woke Gu Qinlan from her memories.

She slowly opened the curtain of the sedan chair, and in front of her was a magnificent mansion. There was a vermilion gatehouse, a pair of majestic stone lions in front of the gate, and a row of lanterns on both sides, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, like a pair of bright eyes.

This is where she will live in the future - Prince Duan's Mansion.

The sedan bearers stopped, and the servants on both sides bowed and saluted, shouting in unison: "Good luck to the princess!" Gu Qinlan nodded slightly, walked out of the sedan gracefully, and her eyes swept across everyone, finally landing on the young man.

The young man was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with an upright figure and handsome features. He was the second son of Prince Duan, Zheng Fengyun. He was wearing a red wedding gown, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, preparing to perform the archery ritual at the wedding.

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly and walked towards Zheng Fengyun. She was wearing a red wedding dress, with light steps and graceful manners, like a blooming peony.

Zheng Fengyun stood on the archery range, looking at her with a mischievous look on his face and a disdainful smile on his lips.

He was of burly build, and there was a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was ready to explode at any moment.

Gu Qinlan walked up to Zheng Fengyun, glanced at him calmly, and said with a smile: "Fengyun, today is my princess's big day, why are you so rude?"

Zheng Fengyun curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "I just want to see if the princess will be angry because I accidentally hurt you with my inaccurate archery. After all, I am extremely strong."

Gu Qinlan smiled softly and said, "Feng Yun, you know that you are extremely strong, but have you ever thought about why you got into trouble in your previous life because of your brute force and eventually died tragically?"

Previous life? Tragic death?

Zheng Fengyun's face changed and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

What the hell is she talking about!

Gu Qinlan continued, "Feng Yun, you may look immature now, but you have already shown signs of being bad. If you can't control your temper and restrain your brute force, you will repeat the same mistakes."

Zheng Fengyun's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Gu Qinlan, who do you think you are? You are just a second wife, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson like this!"

Gu Qinlan still kept smiling and said calmly: "I am your mother and the future mistress of Prince Duan's Mansion. Tell me, am I qualified?"

Zheng Fengyun was speechless for a moment and snorted.

Zheng Fengyun was angered by Gu Qinlan's words, and his eyes were burning with rage on his young and handsome face.

The bow in his hand was raised instantly and aimed squarely at Gu Qinlan.

The people around changed color and looked at this scene nervously. The air seemed to freeze, even the breeze was still.

Gu Qinlan stood there, gently waving an exquisite fan in her hand, her expression calm, like a lotus swaying in the spring breeze. Facing Zheng Fengyun's threat, she showed no fear at all.

She stared into Zheng Fengyun's eyes and said firmly, "Fengyun, if you really dare to do it, you will lose everything. The prosperity and wealth of Prince Duan's Mansion and your father's foundation will all be gone."

A trace of struggle flashed across Zheng Fengyun's eyes, but he quickly regained his mischievous look and sneered, "Do you think you can scare me? I'm Zheng Fengyun, the future heir to Prince Duan's Mansion! I'll show you how powerful I am!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "swoosh" sound, and the arrow flew towards Gu Qinlan's face with the sound of breaking through the air at lightning speed.

Gu Qinlan's eyes were firm, her face calm, she neither retreated nor avoided. She just waved her fan gently, like clearing the clouds to reveal the sun, and instantly blocked the arrow.

"What!" Zheng Fengyun exclaimed, and the bow in his hand fell off instantly. He widened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

The people around also exclaimed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Qinlan held the arrow that Zheng Fengyun had shot deflected, smiled contemptuously, and a provocative light flashed in her bright eyes.

She gently put down the arrow, turned to face the confused Zheng Fengyun, and said with unquestionable authority: "Fengyun, you are the descendant of Prince Duan. If your archery skills are so poor, wouldn't it bring shame to Prince Duan's reputation?"

Anger surged on Zheng Fengyun's face. He clenched his teeth, his eyes revealing determination and unwillingness. He straightened his chest, faced Gu Qinlan, and said firmly: "Humph! I was soft-hearted and deliberately missed the target with that arrow just now! Okay, I'll show you how good my archery skills are."

As he said this, the unyielding Zheng Fengyun picked up the bow and arrow again, and aimed the arrow at Gu Qinlan who was ten feet away again.

His eyes were determined and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was declaring war on Gu Qinlan.

Everyone held their breath and watched, waiting for the second arrow to fall.

The arrow left the bowstring, like a meteor across the night sky, and instantly shot towards Gu Qinlan. This time, the arrow landed steadily an inch in front of her embroidered shoes, the distance was amazing. Gu Qinlan's face changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Good archery skills!" Gu Qinlan exclaimed softly.

Before the sound of the arrow had faded away, the third arrow shot out, brushing against the hem of Gu Qinlan's clothes and hitting the door of the sedan chair, making a crisp sound. The tail of the arrow kept shaking, showing that it was very powerful.

Gu Qinlan secretly admired Zheng Fengyun's archery skills, which were indeed accurate and fierce. She raised her head slightly, a hint of approval flashed in her eyes, but then she regained her composure.

Zheng Fengyun had a smug smile on his face. He put down his bow and arrow, walked in front of Gu Qinlan, and said with his head held high: "How was it? Were the three arrows I shot just now powerful?"

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. She patted Zheng Fengyun's shoulder gently and said in a gentle tone: "It's indeed good. The young master's archery skills are quite similar to your father's. However, you should probably change the way you address me in the future."

Zheng Fengyun was stunned, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Change your words? What do you mean?"

Gu Qinlan smiled lightly, with a hint of teasing in her eyes: "You should call me mother."

Zheng Fengyun was shocked when these words came out. His eyes widened and he took a step back with a look of shame and anger on his face: "You...what are you talking about? There is no way I would call you mother!"

After saying that, Zheng Fengyun stomped his feet, picked up his bow and ran away.