After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

Yang Zishu stamped her feet and gnashed her teeth as she said, "Yao Mingjin and I have already had physical contact today, and I must marry him. If this matter is brought to the attention of the Emperor, the result will be the same."

"Yang Yufei, don't force me to make things too ugly."

Yang Yufei, who had already walked some distance, stopped. She did not look back, and a cold and sarcastic voice rang out.

"I don't believe Yao Mingjin would do something so tasteless. If aunt and Yao Mingjin really had physical contact, she can just go ahead and make a scene and see if she gets what she wants in the end. I don't mind."

Sowing discord would have no effect on her, and she would not be so stupid as to prefer believing Yang Zishu rather than Yao Mingjin.

Yang Zishu's face was twisted in hatred, and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.

She must get what she wants, and she will kill anyone who stands in her way!

Yang Yufei, just wait for me!

On the other side, Yang Yufei returned to her room. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She couldn't help but curse Yao Mingjin in her heart.

Why would that face be so enchanting? Now, it has seduced Yang Zishu's soul.

It was really bad enough that her aunt was thinking about her man.

After a busy day, Yang Yufei was very tired. After quickly eating dinner, she washed up and went to bed.

The next morning, before she got up, Zhou Yueran came to her room with a strong sense of hostility between his brows and a cold and depressing aura emanating from his whole body, which directly woke Yang Yufei up from her sleep.

"Mom, what happened? Why do you look so unhappy? Did my dad bully you?"

This shouldn't be the case. Her scumbag father is insidious and selfish. He loves her the most and was punished by her mother. He shouldn't dare to climb over her mother's head.

Cailian had a bad temper and started talking very quickly.

"My dear, after you came in yesterday, the old lady and the marquis called the lady over and said they wanted to adopt a son under her name. The lady disagreed, and they started a big quarrel."

"The old lady scolded Madam bitterly, saying that it was all Madam's fault for being jealous and giving all the concubines in the mansion drugs, which is why they couldn't give birth to a son. The Yongning Marquis's mansion cannot be extinct. Madam has not had any news for so many years, so she must adopt a child from the family."

Yang Yufei raised her eyebrows, "Whose son did they choose?"

"It is said that he is the son of Second Housewife Liu. He is eight years old this year. He is very smart and has a talent for studying. The teacher said that if he is taught well, the child will have a great future."

"That child's name is Yang Anxu, right?"

Zhou Yueran looked at her daughter deeply. "Fei'er, do you know that child? Is he really as outstanding as your grandmother and your father said?"

"That child has a handsome appearance, a noble temperament, and excellent handwriting. He can remember clearly what he has been taught several times. He is indeed an excellent child."

However, she was too aware of the dirty details involved. Yang Anxu was said to be the son of Dong Yuanyuan and Yang Daoling.

When Dong Yuanyuan's husband's family was convicted, Dong Yuanyuan had just given birth to a son and after the confinement period, she took Shen Yuying to the Yongning Marquis' Mansion.

Specifically, she was reserved about whether the child was the son of her scumbag father.

"Mom, you promised grandma and dad that the child would be adopted under your name." Yang Yufei gave Zhou Yueran some advice.

"Fei'er, are you crazy? You actually want me to help raise someone else's son? Do you think I'm that kind?" Zhou Yueran was so angry that she almost jumped up.

She only loves her own children. If it is a daughter, she loves her daughter. If it is a son, she also loves him and concentrates on raising him to be a successful person. She cannot raise someone else's son.

"Don't be anxious, just listen to what I have to say." Yang Yufei comforted her mother who was almost furious.

"Tell grandma and dad that you want to take Yang Anxu to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors of the Yang family. If grandpa and other ancestors agree, you will adopt Yang Anxu and raise him under your name, and you will treat him as your own son."

Zhou Yueran smelled something unusual, "You mean, God will stop your father from raising that son?"

Yang Yufei smiled meaningfully, "Who knows? I believe God will have the best arrangement, and mother will have a better way out."

Although Zhou Yueran didn't know what her daughter's specific plan was, she keenly realized that her daughter would not let the scumbag succeed, so she felt relieved.

"Fei'er, hurry up and get dressed. Your grandmother and your father will definitely call you over and ask you to persuade me. I will make them regret it."

Zhou Yueran's mood improved again and she urged her daughter.

Half an hour later, Nanny Song, who was beside the old lady, came to call Yang Yufei to go to the restaurant for dinner.

"Madam, the Marquis said yesterday that you should reconsider what happened. Don't just think about yourself. The Marquis's mansion cannot do without a son."

Zhou Yueran didn't even raise her eyelids, "I will discuss it with the Marquis, you don't need to remind me."

Nanny Song's face froze, and she didn't say anything else.

"Mom, I'm done packing. Let's go have breakfast with grandma and dad." Yang Yufei said with a smile.

Zhou Yueran was in a bad mood, but she still gave her daughter face and went to meet Yang Daoling and the old lady.

"Yu Fei, please persuade your mother to be more open-minded and consider the overall situation. The Marquis' Mansion has been without a son for such a long time. Your father has been criticized by countless people in the court. Ask your mother to agree to adopt a son and raise him in her name."

The old lady spoke to her granddaughter in a commanding tone, her eyes sharp and fierce, as if Zhou Yueran's failure to give birth to a son was an unforgivable sin.

Zhou Yueran's face became increasingly colder and she clenched her fists, but she said nothing in front of her daughter.

Yang Daoling also spoke up, "Madam, I have given you more than ten years, but you still haven't been able to give birth to a son. You can't blame me anymore. There are three types of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no descendants. You know very well that for a family like ours, it is absolutely impossible to have no son."

Zhou Yueran, who could no longer bear it, really wanted to tear Yang Daoling's face apart, "That's because your seed is bad and you are useless, so you can't give birth to a son."

"I don't have a son, maybe it's because of my health problem. The five or six concubines in the mansion don't have a son. Use your pig brain to think about whose problem it is."

Yang Daoling's face turned pale, "Zhou Yueran, how dare you! Who said I can't give birth to a son?"

His son with Dong Yuanyuan was born a long time ago, but he is not allowed to see the public for the time being.

He almost said the latter sentence on impulse, but luckily he stopped himself in time.

Zhou Yueran took advantage of the situation and said, "What do you mean by that? Could it be that you have secretly given birth to several sons outside? Yang Daoling, you are really good, even studs can't give birth as well as you."

"When did I have a son outside? Why do you have to throw dirty water on me? Do you still want to live with me? If you really don't want to live with me, go back to the Duke of Rong's Mansion."

"Do I have to leave if you tell me to? Who do you think I am? A dog that you can call and send away at will? Explain to me that you are not unable to give birth to a son, right?"

Yang Daoling was very upset, but he would not admit it. He said stubbornly, "Several imperial doctors in the palace have examined me and said that there is nothing wrong with my body. Of course I can give birth to a son. But until now, the Yongning Marquis's Mansion has no son. It must be you who gave the concubines the sterilizing soup."

"Bullshit! If I do something despicable like that, I will die a miserable death. Yang Daoling, if you dare to slander me again, I curse you to have no descendants!"

Seeing that the two people with very bad tempers were about to quarrel again, Yang Yufei just felt a headache.

"Dad, Mom, stop arguing and discuss business. Didn't you say you want to adopt a son? You guys are not going to have a grown-up son immediately after all the arguing."