Marrying a Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the

Chapter 1396 Hard work

He paused, then said, "His Majesty has issued an imperial edict ordering me to set off within three days. The journey to Lingnan is long and arduous, and I will certainly do my utmost to rectify official corruption, pacify the people, and live up to the trust of the court, as well as the good intentions of my wife and the Marquis."

Looking at the determination in his eyes, Lin Yiwan smiled faintly: "My lord, there is no need for such formality. Although Lingnan is remote, it is a land of fertile soil. As long as you have the people in your heart, you will surely be able to make a name for yourself."

She looked up at Meng Xiang, her eyes clear, and said, word by word, "I only hope that your journey will allow the people of Lingnan to live in peace and prosperity, and that the court will have no worries about the future. That would be enough."

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiang was deeply moved. Looking at the young Lady Hou before him, who possessed a magnanimity and courage far exceeding that of ordinary people, he felt his eyes welling up with tears. He bowed deeply, his tone solemn: "Madam, rest assured, I will certainly not fail in my mission!"

The driver's voice urged him on from the alley entrance, and Mengxiang knew it was time for him to leave.

He gave Lin Yiwan one last look, his eyes full of admonition: "Madam, stay in the capital and be careful in everything you do. The court is treacherous, and the Marquis's mansion is also a target of trouble. You... must take good care of yourself."

He paused and then said, "And my daughter and her family, I hope the Marquis and his wife will take care of them!"

Lin Yiwan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, my lord. Yunshang and I are like sisters. I will naturally keep her in my heart. I wish you a safe journey."

Meng Xiang turned around and strode towards the carriage. His dark robes were lifted by the wind, his back straight, showing no trace of the dejection of someone burdened with guilt.

Lin Yiwan stood there, looking at the black jade ring in Zhan Yan's hand, and then watching the carriage gradually disappear into the alley.

Zhan Yan said softly, "Madam, I hope Meng Xiang will not disappoint you!"

Lin Yiwan remained silent, only raising her eyes to gaze in the direction of the palace. There, the glazed tiles gleamed in the sunlight, concealing endless power struggles and conflicts.

Before they knew it, it was the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Lin Ran and the old physician Lin, who had stayed in the Medicine Valley to recuperate, were safely brought back.

The Zhanyi Marquis's mansion was bustling again, and even the atmosphere of Meng Xiang's farewell was somewhat diluted.

While Lin Yiwan was admiring the lanterns with the children, she saw the housekeeper rush in from outside.

He said with a delighted expression, "Reporting to the Marquis and his wife, Princess Youyi has arrived with her child, and their carriage is parked outside the manor gate!"

Lin Yiwan's eyes immediately reddened; she hadn't seen Youyi for a long time.

Ever since she gave birth to her son and returned to Jingcheng, they have only been exchanging letters.

Thinking this, he saw a woman dressed in scarlet clothes walking quickly towards him, accompanied by a handsome young man.

Who else could it be but Princess Youyi and her son?

Princess Youyi stepped forward first and bowed: "Greetings, Aunt Wan and Uncle Wan!"

The young master followed suit and bowed respectfully: "Mo Ziyu greets his great-aunt and great-uncle!"

Lin Yiwan almost cried with joy: "Oh dear, get up quickly, my darlings, I don't know which one to help!"

Princess Youyi didn't speak, but instead quickly took half a step and rushed into Lin Yiwan's arms.

She frowned at the young master: "Aunt Wan is mine, you're not allowed to take her from me!"

Mo Ziyu reached out to Zhan Yan: "Then can my great-uncle hug me?"

Zhan Yan was stunned at first, then revealed a gentle smile.

He stepped forward and hugged the young boy who barely reached his waist, patting his shoulder and saying, "Your Highness has raised you well; you have the same demeanor as your father!"

The young boy's face immediately fell: "Grand-uncle, I'm nothing like my father. I'm a real man, while my father is just a coward who's afraid of his wife!"

Princess Youyi blushed instantly. She immediately broke free from Lin Yiwan's embrace and grabbed the boy's ear: "Say it again, you dare to speak ill of your father behind his back?"

The little boy quickly begged for mercy with both hands: "Mother, please spare me! Can you please save some face for me in front of my great-uncle and great-aunt? My little ears can't take your pulling!"

Lin Yiwan quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Youyi, calm down. He's right. It's cold. It would be terrible if he tore his ear!"

Princess Youyi awkwardly let go, saying, "Auntie, I didn't use much force!"

The boy immediately jumped out and hid behind Zhan Yan: "Mother is lying. I can feel my ears burning. If you use any more force, what will happen?"

Seeing that the mother and son were about to fight again, Lin Yiwan quickly pulled Princess Youyi into the house.

At this moment, Zhan Miao also heard the news and ran out, her face full of joy as she shouted, "Sister Youyi, I missed you so much!"

Princess Youyi stood before her, almost unable to recognize her.

She turned to look at Lin Yiwan, asking uncertainly, "This, this is Miao'er?"

The charming young girl nodded eagerly: "Yes, it's the real Zhan Miaomiao!"

Princess Youyi's eyes immediately reddened, and she hugged her tightly, sobbing, "Heavens, it's only been a few years, and my little one is already taller than her sister!"

Zhan Miao reached out and patted her: "Sister Youyi hasn't changed at all, she's still as dignified and beautiful as ever!"

At this moment, the young boy walked up to her and looked at Zhan Miao with curious eyes.

He asked cautiously, "Then, what should I call you?"

Zhan Miao answered seriously, "Call me Aunt Miao!"

The young boy immediately bowed respectfully: "Mo Ziyu greets Aunt Miao!"

Zhan Miao subconsciously patted herself down: "Good boy, shouldn't your aunt prepare a gift for you?"

Before she finished speaking, her fingertips had already touched a pair of mutton-fat jade fish pendants tied around her waist.

This jade pendant was carved from warm jade that her elder brother Zhan Mu specially found for her on the day she came of age. It depicts two fish embracing each other, and the jade is so lustrous that it seems as if you could squeeze water out of it, and it feels warm to the touch.

When Zhan Miao took off the jade pendant, Princess Youyi hurriedly said, "Miao'er, there's no need to spend so much. The child is too young to need such an expensive item."

Zhan Miao placed the jade pendant into Mo Ziyu's small hand, gently rubbing his soft hair with her fingertips: "What are you saying, sister? This jade pendant looks valuable, but it's actually a good thing for health. Jade can calm the mind, so it's perfect for children who can't sleep well at night. Besides, this is the first time I've met Ziyu, so if I come empty-handed, it would seem impolite of me to be an aunt."

Mo Ziyu clutched the jade pendant, looked up at Zhan Miao, her bright black eyes filled with joy, yet she remembered the rules her mother had taught her. She held the jade pendant out to Princess Youyi and said, "Mother, look."

Princess Youyi looked at the exquisite double fish pattern on the jade pendant and knew that such a fine piece of warm jade would be worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver in the capital.

She was about to decline when Lin Yiwan smiled and said, "Youyi, don't stop her. Miao'er has always been fond of the younger generation. It's a blessing for Ziyu to have her favor."