Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 574 Pig Teammate_1

Zhulan twitched the corners of her mouth. Despite the odd cry, it seemed that Mr. Wang’s affection for Mrs. Tao was still strong, as Yuguang noted the concubine kneeling in the courtyard, already unsteady, now completely fainted.

Su Xuan was delighted. During her marriage preparations, her maternal aunt had often spoken enviously of the Zhou family. She knew her aunt was envious, and with her mother-in-law present today, her aunt’s husband would not go back on his word.

Zhulan heard a cry, the child was born. She looked up at the ceiling—women, ah.

Mr. Wang laughed heartily, "Born, born."

Soon, the midwife came out with the child, her face beaming with joy, "A little prince over five jin, mother and child are safe."

Mr. Wang repeated the word ’good’ three times, carefully picking up his son, "I have another son."

Another legitimate son at that, finally not just one son. Only heaven knew how anxious he had felt with only one.

Zhulan thought of her second brother. Whenever the family dined together, he would always look at the three boys in the main house with envy. She curled her fingertips; ancient men were incredibly fixated on having sons.

Back at the residence, it was already late. After settling her son, a gift arrived from the Wang residence. Mr. Wang was thanking Zhulan for presiding over his home—it was a courtesy between them, otherwise, she would not have gone.

Zhulan glanced at the gift. Among them was a set of hair ornaments for a girl, intended for Wu Ning, making an explanation. Zhulan gestured for Nanny Song to send them to Wu Ning.

The day of the "washing the third" came quickly, and Zhulan arrived early, relieved to see Mrs. Tao recovering well.

Mrs. Tao, now with a young son, said smiling, "Thank you for your help on the day of the birth."

She hadn’t expected Mrs. Yang to come; it warmed her heart to be considered a friend by her.

Zhulan’s gaze shifted away from the child, "It was the right thing to do."

Mrs. Tao paused, "Wong Li set off for the capital yesterday."

Zhulan and Mrs. Tao shared a smile, then changed the subject. Zhulan had realized while sitting outside the birthing room—Mrs. Tao was indeed angry, but no one understood better than her how much Mrs. Tao cared for her children. Mrs. Tao had leveraged some power, and now she had won, obtaining everything she wanted.

After the banquet, Wu Ning rarely attended feasts. The incident that day had struck her deeply.

After the provincial exam, Wu Ming sent a response with a fast horse. His tone in the letter expressed satisfaction, leaving Wu Ning’s matrimonial affairs entirely to the Zhou family’s decision. Zhulan smiled, "Good, good."

Nanny Song picked up the conversation, "The results of the provincial exam are out, Mr. He came third—Scholar is a sure thing."

Zhulan, "Once the court exam is over, these two children’s matters can also be settled."

Nanny Song, "Yes."

Wu Ning looked at the letter her eldest brother had sent, her face flushed. His letter approved of the marriage, expressing regret for not being able to meet He Shu in person, but he trusted his uncle and aunt’s judgment.

Xue Han sat nearby, "Look at your red face, redder than rouge. Spring has arrived, and Miss Wu’s happy events are near too."

Wu Ning hurriedly put away the letter, "You’re just teasing me."

Xue Han hooked the corner of her mouth, "This isn’t teasing, it’s a fact. You and Mr. He truly make a good match."

Wu Ning felt even more flustered, the image of Mr. He flashing through her mind. Then she froze; she actually remembered what Mr. He looked like, and her ears heated up. "You’re one to talk; these past days I don’t know who has been daydreaming towards Rongchuan’s courtyard."

Xue Han was forthright, "I’m just missing Rongchuan, I also don’t know how Rongchuan is doing now. The thought of not seeing Rongchuan for a year makes me feel terrible."

Wu Ning was stunned, but then she laughed, finding Xue Han’s sometimes blunt nature envious. Giving up on teasing, she stood up, "I’m leaving, the Scholar must be arriving soon."

Xue Han also stood up, "Yes, yes."

That evening, Zhou Shuren came back with a peculiar expression. Before Zhulan could ask, Zhou Shuren laughed by himself. Only after he had laughed enough did Zhulan inquire, "What’s there to be so happy about?"

While changing clothes, Zhou Shuren said, "The thing I fear most is having a pig teammate. Marquis Yao was miserably trapped by his own pig teammate."

Zhulan took Zhou Shuren’s official robe that he had taken off, "What happened?"

Zhou Shuren chuckled, "I just found out this afternoon, Marquis Yao’s illegitimate daughter fell into the water with the Fifth Prince, and the Fifth Prince went straight to the Palace to request permission to propose marriage!"

Zhulan’s mouth twitched. The back house was a dangerous place near the water; one must keep a good distance away, "Marquis Yao must be furious."

Zhou Shuren was delighted inside, "I guess he’s so angry he might spew blood. These days, Marquis Yao has been hiding and not willing to see the Fifth Prince. Who would have thought his own darling daughter would do him in."

Zhulan chuckled. Zhou Shuren held grudges, it seemed; with such entertainment coming out of Marquis Yao’s residence, it was no wonder Zhou Shuren was so pleased, "Were Marquis Yao’s illegitimate daughter and the Fifth Prince plotting together?"

Zhou Shuren shook his head, "The Fifth Prince’s scheming should have targeted Hou Residence’s legitimate daughter, not the illegitimate one. The two wouldn’t conspire together; I suspect some mishap occurred, and Miss Yao the second managed to avoid it."

Thinking of the shrewd and insightful Yao Yao, Zhulan’s lips curved into a smirk, "That must be it."

In the evening, Zhou Shuren was in an exceptionally good mood, eating half a bowl more rice than usual, and his smile never faded from his lips.

In the capital, the Emperor’s mood was complicated. He verbally instructed the Crown Prince to select a main wife for his fifth son, but in reality, he was testing Yao Wenqi. The probing was almost over, but then chaos ensued at the last minute.

The Crown Prince also felt speechless, "Father Emperor, the fifth brother is still kneeling outside the hall."

The Emperor wasn’t heartbroken, but thinking of his fifth son, he was troubled, "Let him return, just tell him I agree."

Actually, the Fifth Prince marrying Yao Wenqi’s illegitimate daughter could be considered a good thing. He was curious to see what else Yao Wenqi might be trying to sell out of his gourd now that there had been an accident. Now Yao Wenqi was truly the most distressed one!

The Crown Prince turned and left the hall; the Fifth Prince had been kneeling for quite some time, starting to wobble, his eyes expressing indifference, "Rise, Father Emperor has consented to your request. You may return to prepare for the proposal. You should rest first before returning home."

Fifth Prince Zhang Jinghong bowed his head in thanks. However, he felt dissatisfied; he had carefully planned everything, his face burning hot with shame. He was the only one whose main wife would be an illegitimate daughter, but there was nothing to do now but accept it, at least Yao Wenqi had not slipped away.

The Crown Prince watched his fifth brother leave, tapping his fingertips against his palm, suspecting something amiss with the attitude of Hou Residence in recent days. It was too strange, and he sensed that something was hidden behind the calm. Glancing back at the government hall, he believed the Emperor had discovered some clues; he indeed still had much to learn from his father.

At The Prince Residence of the Fifth Prince, as soon as Zhang Jinghong arrived home, the steward came forward to greet him, "Several Princes, including the Second Prince, have been here for a while."

Zhang Jinghong’s head buzzed, his knees had just begun to recover from kneeling, and all he wanted to do was rest, having had a tumultuous and exhausting day, "Send the guests away."

The steward was in a difficult position; he wanted to send the guests away too, but the Princes wouldn’t listen!

Zhang Jinghong’s face darkened. As much as he despised it, he still had to meet his elder brothers; damned if he didn’t recognize that they’d come to mock him. Ever since his return to the capital, his brothers had frequently come to upset him. Before, it was rare even to catch a glimpse of them; now, they seemed to appear all too often.

Zhang Jinghong inhaled deeply, "You may go now."

The steward exhaled in relief, "Yes."