Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 651: Either Dead or Sold_1

Lady Dong received the grandmother’s approval and went back to reply to her sister-in-law’s letter. After finishing the letter, she saw her husband come back, "Why have you come back from the study so early?"

Chang Lian, "It’s just that I was worried about you. I heard from Chang Zhong that you came back furious. What happened? Did someone upset you?"

Lady Dong smiled, "I was wondering why my younger brother saw me and then ran off; it turns out he went to find you in the study."

Chang Lian glanced at the letter on the table and didn’t wait for his wife to reply, "Are you angry about the matter with your maiden family again?"

Lady Dong had initially not wanted Chang Lian to see her elder brother’s letter; after all, if her maiden family lost face, it would reflect poorly on her as well. But once Chang Lian saw it, she could not keep it from him, "You can see for yourself."

After Chang Lian read it, "...."

It wasn’t just his wife who was angry; he was furious too. His little girl was still so young to have already caught someone’s attention!

The next day, when Xue Han in the Zhou Residence got the reply, she had Liu Jin bring the child from the Dong family over. Once the child arrived, Xue Han cursed inwardly; the child was only seven years old, had traveled a long way, and arrived in this unfamiliar place only to fall ill and lose weight, his clothes hanging loose on his frame.

Xue Han motioned with her hand, "Your name is Dong Zhan, right? Don’t be so restrained; just call me little aunt."

Dong Zhan clutched his hands nervously. At home, he was a somewhat willful youngest son, but on this journey, he had been nothing but nervous; the people he had seen the most were servants, and the nursemaid he was with kept admonishing him to be careful and cautious, as this was not his home, "Little, little aunt."

Xue Han smiled, "That’s right, your little aunt has been too busy and hasn’t visited you much, so you’re not familiar with me. We’ll get to know each other better with more contact."

With that, Xue Han handed an apple to Dong Zhan and pulled him to sit beside her.

Dong Zhan felt the kindness, "Little aunt, when will my auntie return?"

Xue Han patiently replied, "You must have heard the news, right? Your uncle, my third brother, ranked twenty-first in the imperial examination; he’ll be attending the palace examination in a few days. Only after the palace examination concludes can he return. I’ve already written to your aunt. You’ve recovered from your illness, and starting tomorrow, you’ll study with Deng Yun."

As they spoke, Liu Li came in with Deng Yun.

Xue Han smiled, "I was just talking about you. Deng Yun, this is Dong Zhan; he’s new here and feeling restrained. Take good care of him."

Deng Yun had heard a fair amount of news within the residence and recognized the boy before him, "I’ll take good care of him."

Xue Han then looked down at Dong Zhan and said, "Your nursemaid and young servant that you brought with you, your aunt’s intention is to send them back tomorrow. For now, you’ll use the servants from the residence for your needs, and wait for your aunt to return to make further arrangements."

Dong Zhan felt a bit nervous; without the nursemaid and young servant, he would have no familiar faces around him, but he had to obey, "Zhan’er understands."

Xue Han stroked the little fellow’s hair. She had the Water Maid observe him for a few days; the child was a bit spoiled, but overall not bad, or else she would not have meddled and spoken against the nursemaid and young servant herself.

As time passed, Zhulan received several more letters from the Tao family and one from Lady Ranqi. The Tao family previously dared not write for fear of disturbing Zhulan, but now that Chang Lian had performed well in his exams, they no longer had those concerns. The letters mentioned many things that Zhulan was unaware of.

When Zhulan came to the capital, many thought that Chang Lian was truly ill, and there were those who took pleasure in their misfortune. Zhulan understood this; she and Zhou Shuren weren’t gold that everyone would love. For every person that liked them, there were naturally others who disliked them.

The most captivating detail in Tao’s letters to Zhulan was about Xue Han. Without a lady of the house to preside over the Zhou family, both Lady Li and Zhao’s efforts were insufficient, while Su Xuan was excessively encumbered by her pregnancy, so the entire burden fell on Xue Han. She managed the household affairs flawlessly, attended the necessary invites outside, kept the household in immaculate order, and suffered no bullying.

Lady Tao’s letter was full of praise for Xue Han, even jokingly saying that if Xue Han wasn’t already engaged, she would have wanted to introduce her own nephew.

Zhulan felt proud in her heart; the daughter she had raised by herself brought not only honor to the family but also a joy that her daughter had grown up.

The letter from Lady Ranqi was much more interesting—it mentioned getting together in Jinzhou Province and brought up her grandson. Zhulan calculated the age of Lady Ranqi’s grandson and realized she had Yu Lu in mind.

Lady Ranqi wrote the letter because Chang Lian and Rongchuan’s promising futures added a more stable foundation to the Zhou family. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Zhulan responded to each one of the letters, asking Lady Tao to take extra care of Xue Han and assured Lady Ranqi that they would definitely get together more often, but she did not mention a word about Yu Lu.

As time passed, Zhulan received a report from the investigation she had asked Nurse Song to carry out: there were no issues with Lady Sun’s health, and there were two reasons for her divorce: the child-bearing indeed wasn’t fated and her former family-in-law wanted to climb up the social ladder; Lady Sun’s character was also decent.

Zhulan called for Scholar Deng, "I have a candidate here, Lady Sun. Here is her information. Take a look and if you think it’s acceptable, I will propose the match on your behalf."

Scholar Deng did not expect things to happen so quickly. He was pleased that Madam Yang cared for his affairs, showing that the Zhou residence valued him. He quickly read the information and, being not afraid of a woman who had divorced, his actual concern was that a young bride wouldn’t be able to manage the household or control his daughter, "I trust Madam Yang’s decision completely."

Zhulan, "Since you are satisfied, I will drop a word and let you know if there’s a response."

Scholar Deng felt more and more the sensation of getting married again, his face flushing, "Yes."

He began calculating how much he should offer for the bride price in his mind.

Zhulan spoke, "However, you should still inform the kids at home."

The joy in Scholar Deng’s heart faded, "Yes, it’s Deng’s oversight; I will speak with the two children first."

"Hmm, come back after you’ve talked to the children."

Scholar Deng wasn’t worried about his daughter but was concerned about his son. His son held a different place in his heart. He had to personally make a trip to Jinzhou Province, "Deng will go to Jinzhou Province tomorrow. Does Madam Yang have any letters to send to Mr. Zhou?"

"No."

"Then Deng will take his leave."

Zhulan, "Alright."

Two days later, Zhulan did not know how Scholar Deng managed to convince Deng Yun, but on her end, she received a positive signal and sent someone to propose the match with Mr. Sun.

The matrimonial affairs of Scholar Deng went very smoothly; one was eager to marry, the other eager to wed, and soon the date was set.

The civil service exam was getting closer, and Zhulan grew more and more anxious. Recently, she had the distraction of Scholar Deng’s affairs, but now that it was resolved so smoothly, there were no other concerns, and Zhulan’s entire focus was on the exam. She couldn’t show it, and keeping it to herself was the most uncomfortable part.

In the Ning Duke Residence, Marquis Ning’s investigation finally yielded results after exhausting several horses; a fast horse delivered the information to the capital. Marquis Ning quickly read through the investigative notes, his heart pounding with beats that echoed: born in the capital, almost died, but was saved by someone.

The age and birthplace matched, and soon Ning Xu’s face darkened, his fists clenching tightly. If Zhou Shuren’s family hadn’t saved Rongchuan, he would have either died or been sold; the fire in his chest could not be suppressed any longer.