Chen Siyuan was the legitimate daughter of a merchant family. After marrying a household slave, she poured all her efforts into helping him become a minister. In return, her husband and her paterna...
All this talk is just to bring Chen Luyang back.
Aunt Zhao felt uneasy. She thought that if her son passed the imperial examination and married the daughter of a high-ranking official in the capital, she could return to the capital. Thinking of this, she seemed to see a bright future beckoning to her.
"Alright, I'll leave this to you." The old lady seemed tired, got up, and walked into the inner room.
Chen Siyuan didn't even glance at Aunt Zhao, and directly ordered Steward Chen to start cleaning Chunju to welcome the eldest young master back.
Aunt Zhao left quickly. At first, she thought everything was fine, and even though she had suffered some losses, it was still a good thing.
Back at Spring Breeze Cottage, my daughter was drinking tea, and that's when I realized I'd fallen for their trick.
She had finally managed to drive Chen Luyang out of the Chen family. If she could also get rid of Chen Siyuan, her children would become legitimate children. Even if she took a step back and became the legal wife, her children would still be legitimate. Now that Chen Luyang had returned, he was the eldest son of the legitimate family. Even if her son really became the top scholar in the imperial examination, he would still be born out of wedlock. His status and official position would be greatly diminished.
"Damn it, Chen Siyuan, you bitch!"
"Mother, what's wrong?" Chen Xin was happy because her confinement had been lifted, and she had also heard that there would be a poetry gathering soon. She had also inquired about it and found that Tao Yifan had not left Nancheng yet. As long as she performed well that day, she, a famous talented woman, would surely be favored by many people. At that time, Young Master Tao would definitely notice her.
She was overjoyed at the thought, but when she suddenly heard the name Chen Siyuan, she was instantly enraged.
"Damn it, that bitch Chen Siyuan actually set me up."
"Mother, what happened?"
Aunt Zhao opened her mouth as if to say something, but thinking of Song Ji's matter, she said nothing and instead said, "The poetry gathering is in two days. Do your best that day."
Now that she's out, dealing with Chen Siyuan will be a piece of cake.
Let them have some fun now; after today, she doesn't believe anyone will still be able to laugh.