Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 538: Faith_1

Zhou Shuren knew he had frightened Zhulan, so he held her in his arms, "No, not a scratch on me, I’ve arrived in the capital safely."

Zhulan’s eyes were red, "That’s good, that’s good. Don’t hold me anymore. I’ve prepared hot water for you; go take a bath to ease your fatigue."

Zhou Shuren held Zhulan tighter, "Let’s hug a moment longer." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Though he seemed calm on the outside, he truly felt a sense of relief inside.

Zhulan, smelling the familiar scent on Zhou Shuren, felt a sense of peace in her heart.

An hour later, Zhou Shuren finished his bath, feeling much more comfortable, and the meal Zhulan had prepared was all laid out on the table. She personally served Zhou Shuren some chicken soup, "I received your message this morning and asked the kitchen to stew chicken soup with ginseng. Drink it while it’s hot to restore your strength."

Zhou Shuren took the bowl; it wasn’t too hot. After blowing on it for a while, he drank and felt a warm sensation in his stomach, "You stop running around now too."

Zhulan gazed at Zhou Shuren’s face, so ordinary, yet she could never get enough of it, "Did things go smoothly with the imposter Prince?"

Zhou Shuren let out a snort of laughter, "Everyone knew what was in their hearts, of course, it went smoothly, surprisingly smoothly."

Zhulan asked, "It didn’t implicate Miss Yao Yao, did it?"

That morning, Su Xuan hadn’t stopped bringing up Miss Yao Yao. Zhulan had a good impression of her and hoped she wouldn’t be implicated.

Zhou Shuren served himself another bowl of soup and said, "Aside from the imposter at The Prince Residence, it didn’t involve anyone else. However, even without direct involvement, Miss Yao Yao’s days will not be easy."

Zhulan sighed, "Mm."

At the Yao’s Hou Residence, Yao Yao looked emotionlessly at her younger sister, her half-sister Yao Xin was fourteen years old and had now become the most promising young lady in the Hou Residence. Ever since the imposter Prince was bestowed in marriage, her status as the legitimate daughter had plummeted in the residence. If it weren’t for her mother, who was the Family Head Mother, even the servants would dare to bully her.

Thinking about her maidservants and the servant women, adversity reveals true sentiments, and time reveals a person’s heart. In merely two days, aside from the servant women who had watched her grow up and the two maidservants who had grown up with her, everyone else had become disloyal.

Yao Xin felt extremely satisfied; what of it if Yao Yao was the legitimate daughter, "Sister, you’ve holed up in your room these past days and probably don’t know."

Yao Yao responded indifferently, "Know what?"

Yao Xin smirked and said, "Ah, it seems Sister truly doesn’t know. Starting tomorrow, my concubine mother will manage the affairs of the house until our mother recovers from her illness."

Yao Yao felt a heaviness settle in her heart; her mother had a fit of anger because of her, having argued with her father for the first time in many years, which then led to her mother falling ill. It was not too serious, but as for managing the house, heh, it was her father’s intention. He wanted to give her mother a lesson, it seemed.

It was about time she considered her own finances; the upcoming days would be difficult, "Oh."

Yao Xin’s expression changed, visibly upset. Even though her legitimate sister was now powerless, why did she still seem so unconcerned? She felt suffocated even trying to kick Yao Yao while she was down and left the room with a cold huff.

After Yao Xin left, Yao Yao actually felt relieved. The real Prince had returned; the toughest hurdle was passed, and that was good news.

The next day, Zhulan woke up especially early, staring intently at Zhou Shuren without blinking. When Zhou Shuren awoke, Zhulan smiled, "You’re awake."

Zhou Shuren turned towards her, "It looks like you’ve been up for a while."

Zhulan wrapped her arms around Zhou Shuren’s neck, "It’s so good to open my eyes and see you."

Zhou Shuren, "Me too."

"Ah, ah."

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren followed the sound to see that their young son had awoken and sat up on his own, having wriggled out of his covers. The chubby little fellow was curiously tilting his head, adorably endearing.

Zhulan picked up her son and tucked him back under the covers. It was cold in the room in the morning, "Aren’t you afraid of catching a chill? Every morning, you throw off the covers."

Zhou Shuren looked at his wife and son, feeling warm inside. Unfortunately, the warmth lasted only a few seconds before his face turned dark, "You little rascal, you wet the bed again."

Zhulan laughed out loud. The boy wet Zhou Shuren’s bed three out of ten times. She kissed her son, "Little imp."

Zhou Shuren had wanted to stay in bed with his wife and child a bit longer, but now he had no choice. He got up. He could get angry, but his son was too young to understand anything. Seeing the little rascal giggling, the annoyance in his heart dissipated.

After breakfast, at the Government Office, as soon as Zhou Shuren stepped into the office, he sensed the looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred. He understood that everyone must have heard the news of his overnight stay in the palace. These people really were well-informed.

Lord Wang sidled up, "Lord Zhou, how about having a drink together tonight?"

Zhou Shuren refused, "No, thank you, I need to go home and be with my son."

Lord Wang sneered to himself. ’To be with his son?’ He clearly wanted to be with his wife. However, Lord Zhou and his wife seemed to have a great relationship. Whenever he visited his concubine, Lady Tao would mention Lord Zhou and his wife with a sour tone. He would feel especially guilty.

Zhou Shuren noticed Lord Wang standing still in front of the desk, "Anything else?"

Lord Wang fell silent, "My lord, I have a question for you."

Zhou Shuren had a feeling it wouldn’t be a good question, "Ask."

Lord Wang lowered his voice, "My lord, have you really never thought about taking a concubine? Never been tempted?"

He had been curious for a long time. Even with a good relationship with his wife, he still had a concubine.

Zhou Shuren, "Lord Wang, I value the soul, not the shell. Moreover, my heart is small, only big enough for my wife. Lord Wang, genuine sincerity is the key to true love, which is hard to find in this world. But then again, you wouldn’t understand!"

With that, Zhou Shuren patted Lord Wang’s shoulder, a gesture that said, ’think about it.’

Lord Wang was stunned. Genuine sincerity for true love. He remembered how his wife, when they first married, had said she wished for a kindred spirit to never part until death. Their relationship was fine now, but there was always a distance. He really had a big mouth to have asked Lord Zhou. In the end, he was the one left feeling uneasy.

At Zhou Residence, Zhulan faced three types of pastries. Under Lady Li’s expectant gaze, she picked each one up to taste. The pastries had a filling inside; it was fruit puree.

After tasting, Lady Li nervously asked, "Mother, how’s the taste?"

Zhulan took a sip of hot water to swallow the pastry in her mouth, pointing at the apple-flavored one, "This one is not good. The other two are fine."

The apple flavour was too strange.

Lady Li’s face was filled with conflict, as she too felt the apple flavor wasn’t good, "Then I’ll think of something else."

Zhulan wanted to give a hint but swallowed her words. It was better to let Lady Li figure it out by herself. Watching Lady Li mutter to herself, Zhulan really missed those days. It had been a long time since Lady Li had shown such enthusiasm. This time, she practically lived in the kitchen, eager to contribute more recipes as a shareholder.

Zhulan’s eyes curved into a smile. In the depths of the large household, this lively Lady Li was refreshing, "Take your time. No rush."

So stop ruffling your hair. Look how messy it’s become.

Lady Li mumbled to herself, then clapped her hands. Her pudgy hands came together with a loud smack, startling Zhulan. Lady Li jumped up, "Mother, I’ve got it, I’ve got it!"

And then she ran off in a hurry.

Zhulan exchanged a look with Nurse Song, both breaking into smiles.

Soon after, Lady Dong arrived, holding a letter, "Mother, it’s a letter from my eldest sister."

Zhulan was puzzled, "A letter to me from your eldest sister?"