I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Luo Qianhuai spent a day at Ji'antang. Treating patients was an instinctive need that was ingrained in her, and it made her feel fulfilled and satisfied.

So at this moment, she was having a good meal and a few drinks, and was happily chatting with her grandparents.

My grandmother had been sighing while she was eating. Now that she had finished her meal and had a cup of tea, she couldn't help but speak:

"Yinyin, listen to your grandmother. After a woman gets married, she can no longer be willful and self-centered. She must still put her husband first. You are not marrying an ordinary family, but a marquis of the imperial court. Even if he has a good temper and doesn't mind you seeing patients during the day, you still have to go home at night."

"Don't worry, grandma." Luo Qianhuai said calmly, "I came here with the permission of the Marquis. In my heart, this is my real mother's home. No matter how strict the rules of the Marquis's Mansion are, can they not allow people to stay at their mother's home for a while?"

"Yinyin is right." Wen Zhouyi slammed the table and said, "This is your mother's home. You can come back anytime you want. Even if Xiang Hou disagrees, what can we do?"

"What are you talking about?" Grandmother was a little dissatisfied: "I am so happy that Yinyin is willing to come back. But what time is it now? They are newlyweds, and they are just getting married. Why does she suddenly want to go back to her parents' home?"

After she said this, everyone else came to their senses, and when they looked at Luo Qianhuai again, there were more questions in their eyes.

"Yin Yin, tell the truth. Did Yu Chu bully you? If so, even if my Wen family is of low status, we will never let him go and will seek justice for you!" Wen Zhou said.

Lin had heard a lot of rumors these days, most of which were speculations about the health of Marquis Xiang. She had never dared to mention them in order to avoid worrying her husband and parents-in-law. Now that she thought about it, there were some not-so-good speculations.

She hesitated for a long time before whispering, "Yinyin, is there something wrong with the Marquis's body? Or, because of that, he has some bad habits?"

You have to know that people in the market never hesitate to speculate about others with the greatest malice. The actor of Guan Xianghou in this imperial marriage has long been transformed from a disabled and inhumane waste to an evil character with a fetish of torturing people. Lin herself has heard several different versions of the story.

She hesitated to speak, but Wen Zhou was already furious. He slapped the table with his palm, causing the teapots and teacups on it to jump up:

"He dares!"

Wen Pu was more rational than him: "Yinyin, we are all family here. If Xiang Hou really has any hidden illness, you should speak up."

"Ahem." Luo Qianhuai coughed dryly a few times and laughed awkwardly: "Grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt, you are really overthinking it. It's not his problem, but I missed you myself, so I thought about coming back to stay for a few days."

She was too embarrassed to say it, but in fact, someone was just too vigorous and strong for her to bear, so she fled.

But saying this half-heartedly was equivalent to indirectly confirming the rumors outside.

Yinyin is such a strong and sensible child. Even if her husband is bad or incompetent, she will just hold on to the end and will never tell anyone to make her family worry.

Wen Zhou's brows were knitted into knots, and Wen Pu also had a worried look on his face. As for Wen's mother, her tears were welling up in her eyes and were about to fall.

Lin was also upset. Her niece was good in every way, and she had thought it was a great honor to have the emperor grant her marriage, but who would have thought that she was a useless woman, which was like being a widow.

The man's limbs were disabled, his body was extremely weak, and he had an unspeakable evil habit - even if he didn't live long, Yin Yin had no children at that time, and was not allowed to remarry due to the imperial decree, so what should she do?

This solemn atmosphere made Luo Qianhuai's hair stand on end. She opened her mouth again and tried to explain: "Actually, what I said is true. The Marquis is very kind to me and cares about me very much. When I said I wanted to come here, he was also very reluctant, but in the end he couldn't bear to refuse me, so..."

"So I regret it now. Madam, I am here to take you home."

The cold voice sounded somewhat ethereal amid the sound of the night rain.

Luo Qianhuai's body froze instantly, and the smile on his face also froze.

She must have heard it wrong. Master Mo should not be here!

Unfortunately, the next second, the door of the main room was gently pushed open.

Young Master Mo was dressed in a solemn and dignified purple-red robe with dark cloud patterns. His long black hair was neatly tied up with a smoky green jade crown. He stood tall and slender outside the door.

Behind him, Wei Ying was holding a large oil-paper umbrella above his head.

The eyes of the Wen family all fell on Master Mo. The frail Marquis, who usually needed someone to support him even when walking, gently lifted the corner of his robe, stepped over the threshold easily, walked steadily to the center of the hall, and bowed to Wen Zhou and his mother, "My grandson-in-law Yu Chu greets my grandfather and grandmother."

The two men obviously didn't expect that as a marquis, he would be so respectful to commoners like them, and for a moment they even forgot to call him.

Young Master Mo didn't mind and kept bowing until Wen Zhou realized what was happening and came to help him up himself: "Your Majesty, there is no need to do this."

Master Mo stood up and said in a gentle manner, "You two are my wife's closest relatives. I should have come earlier to pay a visit to you, but I happened to be busy with work, so I kept delaying until today."

As he spoke, he moved to bow to Wen Pu and Lin, saying, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

It was the first time that Lin met her niece's husband. Just by looking at his noble and cold appearance like the lonely moon on the mountain, she felt a 70% favorable impression of him. Moreover, his every move was elegant and decent. He didn't look like the sickly boy as rumored in the market. From the outside, he was a perfect match for Yin Yin.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to support each other, Wen Pu has taken Master Mo's pulse and found that his Qi flow is smooth, his meridians are unblocked, his Qi and blood are much stronger than that of ordinary people, and he does not show any sign of illness. He could not help but stand there in a daze.

Luo Qianhuai naturally understood that Master Mo was afraid that her relatives would worry, so he did not pretend in front of them. Although this was easy to do, it actually risked the crime of deceiving the emperor.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Master Mo sat down next to Luo Qianhuai without any hesitation, and his movements were as natural and relaxed as possible. Not to mention Wen Zhou, who came from a military background and had excellent vision, even Wen's mother and Lin could see it clearly.

This grandson/nephew's husband is not as disabled and weak as rumored.