The more guilty she felt, the more compliant she became.

These gentle words only fueled Lord Gu's heroic spirit, making him want to give everything for this charming young woman before him.

He hugged Qin Yuan's slender waist tightly and sighed, "Seeing Lao Liu surrounded by children today made me think that we should also have several children. The eldest should be both literate and skilled in martial arts, and the youngest should be clever and sensible. The girl should be as kind and intelligent as you, and the son should be as gentle and refined as your father-in-law. I will also teach him martial arts."

Qin Yuan: "..."

In her previous life, she suffered a miscarriage and did not recover well, making it difficult for her to have children. When Lin Ziqi was promoted in Zhejiang, she became pregnant but also lost her child. In the end, she did not leave behind any offspring.

Although it's regrettable, I'm also at peace with it.

Lin Ziqi had a large number of illegitimate sons and daughters, and he especially favored the sons born to his cousin.

If she gave birth but couldn't be there to watch the child grow up, I don't know how much suffering that child would have to endure.

Qin Yuan reached out and gently stroked the gold embroidery on Lord Gu's chest, and said with a smile, "Isn't it too far off to say such things?"

“It won’t be long,” Lord Gu said solemnly, holding her fingers. “The future of the Dingbei Marquis’s mansion will be handed over to our children. As their father, I must make good plans for them and leave them something.”

"The Marquis of Dingbei's mansion is already enough. How much more burden do you want to entrust to the child?"

Qin Yuan opened her eyes wide, looking very puzzled.

"No, that was left by our ancestors, not by me."

Lord Gu insisted.

Qin Yuan couldn't quite understand the man in front of her.

But in any case, he is now dashing, open-minded, and wealthy, and he relies on and values ​​her wholeheartedly.

That's enough.

Perhaps years from now, he will also grow tired of her, just like Lin Ziqi in his previous life.

But at this moment, the wealth and luxury he gave her, and the pampering and care he showed her, were real. She was also truly enamored with his bravery and handsomeness, and enjoyed his tenderness and reliance on her.

In the future, she will also find a way to control him.

Qin Yuan smiled and said, "Alright, Lord Gu, you should think carefully about how to build a great family fortune for your child."

...

Qin Wan, dressed only in a thin gauze dress, sat at the table by the window, looking at the moon, half of which was obscured by floating clouds, with a frustrated expression.

A few words were scribbled on the Xuan paper on the table, and then smeared over.

Yan Hong came in and said, "Miss, it's almost autumn and the nights are getting chilly. Why are you still dressed so lightly?"

Qin Wan suddenly came to her senses and frowned, saying, "I was just spacing out here for a while, how did it get so late?"

He coughed lightly a few times right after he finished speaking.

Yan Hong quickly grabbed a coat and draped it over her shoulders, both anxious and worried: "Miss, be careful, don't catch a cold."

After stopping her coughing, Qin Wan asked, "Is the young master asleep now?"

Yan Hong said, "She's asleep."

Qin Wan got up and took a few steps, then sat back down on the bed in a daze.

Yan Hong asked, "Miss, is something on your mind?"

Qin Wan sighed, "...Yan Hong...tell me, was I wrong?"

Yan Hong gave Qin Wan a strange look.

Miss is usually very opinionated and never admits she's wrong. What's wrong with her today?

Yan Hong thought for a moment and asked, "Does Miss think it's wrong to say that Miss Cousin has upset the young master? But I feel that since Miss Cousin came, the house has become even more chaotic, and in a way, it's not Miss's fault."

Qin Wan sighed.

Yan Hong knew she hadn't touched on her mistress's worries, and then she heard her slowly say, "I mean, did I marry the wrong person?"

Yan Hong paused for a moment before asking, "Why would Miss think that? Didn't you say that the young master would definitely pass the imperial examination? These days are tough, but once they're over, the better days are yet to come! If you really dislike Miss Biao, but can't bring it up because of the young master, why not go to your maternal family and ask Madam for advice? If all else fails, we can also ask the eldest young lady for help."

After she rattled off a long string of words, Qin Wan burst out laughing.

Qin Wan sighed, "In the end, you really care about me. You advised me before not to do anything foolish, and I'm afraid you still think so now, but it's too late, so you're advising me like this."

Yan Hong hurriedly said, "Miss, a woman should follow her husband wherever he goes. Since we valued the young master's talent and thought he could rise above his circumstances, we should hold on to him tightly. Every family has its troubles. Actually, you are already considered good. The old lady doesn't dare to mistreat you too much because of your parents. Other girls are just like toads jumping on your feet, annoying people."

Qin Wan sighed and remained silent.

They initially valued Lin Ziqi's talent, but was the talent of the renowned Prime Minister Lin of Daxing in his previous life truly genuine?

She tried countless times to comfort Lin Ziqi in her heart.

Perhaps it is because of his headaches that he is unable to write such amazing poems as in his previous life.

Or perhaps she shouldn't have been so eager to achieve her goal by pretending to appear in a dream and reciting that poem. Lin Ziqi pondered deeply, thinking that maybe things would naturally fall into place at Yuyuantan Park when the time, place, and people were all in sync.

But Lin Ziqi's performance today made her unable to suppress her anxiety any longer.

Lin Ziqi had clearly hinted to her before that she should never mention the poetry collection again.

But today, she's being asked to think again if she can come up with any good poems.

Qin Wan simply dared not imagine the hidden meaning behind this.

And what's worse... she can't do it.

Qin Wan murmured, "How did she do that?"

In her past life, how exactly did Qin Yuan subdue Lin's mother and Madam Yu? And how did she cure Lin Ziqi's headache?

Yan Hong listened intently to her soft muttering, but couldn't understand anything. Then, Qin Wan suddenly opened her eyes wide and asked, "Yan Hong, is eldest sister very good at writing poetry?"

Yan Hong thought for a moment and said, "I've only heard the young master say that the eldest young lady is very learned, but no one really took it seriously. Besides, the eldest young lady has never composed a poem in public."

The young lady has always disliked the eldest young lady being more outstanding than her, and always trying to be superior in everything. The madam also indulges her, so the eldest young lady naturally hides her shortcomings.

But Yan Hong thought that if the young lady was good at writing poetry, she would try her best to make a name for herself at the gathering, so as to pave the way for her marriage.

Thinking of this, Yan Hong couldn't help but think that perhaps everything was fate and had nothing to do with human will.

The young lady did nothing, yet she secured an excellent marriage.

Yan Hong was lost in thought.

Qin Wan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Yes, yes, if eldest sister is good at writing poetry, how could she not write it? Father has never mentioned it, so she probably can't write it."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong. Lin Ziqi said that Qin Yuan was very talented in poetry, so he must have seen Qin Yuan write poetry.

Qin Wan was very anxious and didn't sleep well all night.

Yan Hong kept watch outside, listening to her toss and turn, sighing from time to time, not knowing how to comfort her.

The next day, they both overslept.

With dark circles under her eyes, Qin Wan listened listlessly as Lin's mother made veiled accusations outside, while Madam Yu echoed her like a supporting actress in a play.

At this point, Lin Ziqi became deaf and remained silent.

Yan Hong was furious, but Qin Wan didn't take it to heart at all, only thinking about going back to her parents' home.

Just then, the courtyard gate rang.