Upon hearing this, the old lady's face darkened with displeasure. She turned to her son beside her and instructed, "Xiuyuan, you are husband and wife. You should tell her yourself."

"Yes, Mother!"

An Xiuyuan nodded, then took the hand of the woman beside him and said to Yunzhi, "Mrs. Yun, this is Zhen'er, who is both my cousin and the mother of my child. From today onwards, she is my wife."

"Cousin, what are you saying?" Wang Yuzhen said, feigning displeasure. "Hurry up and apologize to your sister. She's going to be angry."

After saying that, she looked at Yunzhi and said, "Little sister, Brother Xiuyuan is talking nonsense, don't be angry. I did have a child for him, but it was just an accident."

"It wasn't an accident. We love each other, and Ming'er is the fruit of our love. Also, in my heart, there is only one wife, and that is you."

"But, but..." Wang Yuzhen feigned a troubled expression, but inwardly she was overjoyed. She looked at Yunzhi, wanting to see her reaction.

"She's your wife, so what am I?" Yunzhi stared coldly at An Xiuyuan, her expression a mixture of shock and disdain. If he said Wang Yuzhen was his only wife, then why did he even bother getting married?

If you're so capable, why don't you get married before you find Wang Yuzhen?

Then there's Wang Yuzhen, whose methods are quite clever; she uses retreat as a strategy for advancement.

Before An Xiuyuan could speak, the old lady sneered and said, "You're a woman raised by a merchant, and you haven't even consummated your marriage with Yuan'er. Being a concubine is already too good for you. You actually want to occupy the position of the principal wife. What are you thinking?"

"Madam, what you're saying is quite interesting. It's not my fault that you and your son haven't consummated your marriage. Now you're looking down on me because I was raised by a merchant family, but why didn't you say that when you were asking for my hand in marriage? What, are you trying to burn your bridges now? Let me tell you, it's too late!"

"Yuan'er, look at the kind of woman you married! How dare she speak to me like that? She's gone too far! Guards, slap her!"

The old lady shouted, and two maids immediately stepped forward, raising their hands to strike Yunzhi. But their hands were only halfway there when Yunzhi grabbed them.

Immediately, she slapped the other person across the face. After striking, she said coldly, "A mere servant dares to disrespect this lady? Who gave you the audacity?"

"Yun, you?" The old lady looked at Yun Zhi in shock, never expecting that she would actually resist.

You must know that ever since Yunzhi married into the Marquis's mansion, she has never dared to disobey her. Yet today, she struck one of her men right in front of her.

They say you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog, but Yunzhi isn't beating a servant, she's slapping her in the face.

"What did I do wrong? Is this the rule of the Marquis's mansion, that even servants dare to hit their masters?"

After saying that, Yunzhi turned to look at An Xiuyuan and said coldly, "I don't care if you divorce your wife and remarry, or if you want to demote your wife to a concubine. As long as I am still the Lady of the Marquis, I will never allow a servant to step on my head, understand?"

An Xiuyuan looked at Yunzhi, who exuded an imposing aura, and could hardly believe his eyes. The reason he married Yunzhi was twofold: first, his beloved woman had left without saying goodbye, and he couldn't find her; second, he was getting older and had no choice but to marry her; and third, the Yun family was wealthy, and Yunzhi was beautiful and gentle.

He felt that a woman like this would be easier to control. Once she entered the Marquis's mansion, he could make her do whatever he wanted.