Thinking about Mrs. Li again, Gu Yuheng sighed deeply, "I wish I had married you earlier."

If Jiao Jiao and Xiao Chuan had a mother like her, they wouldn’t always have an unhealed wound in their hearts.

Aunt Hua gently used a handkerchief to wipe Gu Yuheng’s tears, "It’s not too late now."

"I don’t have children, in my heart, Jiao Jiao and Xiao Chuan are just like my own children."

Gu Yuheng was touched, unable to express anything embarrassing, he just whispered: "I know, I know you’re good."

Aunt Hua enthusiastically plans, "When we find the right wife for Xiao Chuan, we’ll send him off to marry her, what do you think?"

Gu Yuheng nodded with a smile.

After marrying Mrs. Eleven, he finally understood that true marital love is not like his previous one-sided dedication to Mrs. Li, but mutual respect and love, caring for each other, discussing things together—this is what marriage is about.

In the carriage behind, Jiang Youzhi held Yun Jiao in his arms, reached out to touch her face, and felt a bit of dampness.

He lifted her face and looked down, "Why are you crying again?"

Yun Jiao turned her head, "I’m not crying."

"I just—he’s too young, only eighteen, I can’t help but worry."

Jiang Youzhi stroked Yun Jiao’s hair, "What’s there to worry about, he traveled for two years before, and you didn’t seem that concerned."

Yun Jiao snorted, "At that time, I always felt he would come back quickly, but this time it’s different. He’ll be gone for at least three years, possibly six if it’s two terms, it’s too long."

Jiang Youzhi patted her, "If you’re truly worried, I can write a letter to Uncle, asking him to keep an eye on Xiao Chuan."

Yun Jiao hesitated for a moment, shook her head, "Let’s leave it be, he chose his path, let him walk it himself."

"He’s still young, facing difficulties and setbacks is a good thing, it’ll help him grow faster."

Jiang Youzhi kissed her gently, "Jiao Jiao makes sense."

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That afternoon, Mrs. Chen went to Renxin Hall alone.

Yun Jiao had just finished seeing a patient, "Mother, do you need something?"

Mrs. Chen pulled Yun Jiao to the backyard, "There’s something I want to ask you."

"Sixth Lang plans to make Xiaowan his legal wife, what do you think?"

Yun Jiao smiled, "Mother, in such matters, let Sixth Lang make his own decision."

Mrs. Chen sighed, "You don’t know, Xiaowan is honest and timid. Her personality is suitable for being a concubine, but far from capable of being the head wife."

"Sometimes, I notice she doesn’t even dare to argue with Zhu Er, instead she indulges him so much he’s almost walking over her."

"Our family is not the same as before; Sixth Lang’s family will interact with those officer’s wives."

"And all the family matters big and small require the main wife to handle, now I’m here to watch over, but in the future, when I’m gone, what will happen to the family?"

Yun Jiao asked, "Mother, have you talked to Sixth Lang about this?"

Mrs. Chen frowned and said, "I have."

"But Sixth Lang said, if he marries another one, and she’s like Hui Niang, harming Xiaowan or Xing Er, what then?"

"He said discord between wife and concubines is the root of trouble, and he firmly refuses to marry again."

Mrs. Chen grabbed Yun Jiao’s hand, "Jiao Jiao, you’re educated, you know more than me, please, make a decision for us."

Yun Jiao smiled helplessly, "Mother, I really can’t make a decision on this, lest I face Sixth Lang’s resentment in the future."

Mrs. Chen quickly said, "Jiao Jiao, are you growing distant from me? Even if you gave Sixth Lang a hundred boldness, he wouldn’t dare blame you."