After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

The old lady couldn't stand these two people and roared, "Shut up and listen to me."

The living room fell silent in an instant. "My eldest daughter-in-law, we must adopt a son, whether you agree or not. I'm tired of living without a grandson, and I can't be laughed at by others."

"If you really can't stand it, then you can divorce the Marquis. The Yongning Marquisate cannot tolerate a jealous woman who can't give birth to a son."

She had long been fed up with Zhou Yueran, a woman with a bad temper and pride who didn't take her, her mother-in-law, seriously at all.

"Why should I get a divorce? I don't want to get a divorce. I just want to live a life of luxury in the Yongning Marquis's mansion." Zhou Yueran didn't feel any guilt at all, and her voice became louder and louder.

She would never divorce before her daughter got married and would not let the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion criticize her daughter's family.

Yang Daoling also didn't want to divorce Zhou Yueran at this critical moment. His temples began to throb. "Mom, we are here to discuss the adoption of an heir today, not to embarrass Yueran and quarrel with her. Let's talk about business first."

"Yufei, you should persuade your mother. If you don't have a brother, your mother's family will be without support in the future. That won't do."

The old lady had a gloomy face. "Daughter-in-law, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Yu Fei. She has no brother. What if the people in the Zhennan Palace bully her in the future? You can't be so selfish, right?"

Zhou Yueran took a few deep breaths, as if she was struggling fiercely in her heart. After a while, she said, "If you want to adopt your son under my name, it's fine, but you need to agree to a few conditions of mine."

Yang Daoling's face lit up, "Tell me first, as long as the reason is not too extreme, we can discuss it."

Zhou Yueran glanced at her daughter and continued, "The date for the adoption needs to be chosen by someone who knows this, and it can't be a day that's unfavorable to me."

"The adopted son must first go to the ancestral hall to pay homage to the ancestors of the Yang family. Only after they agree, I am willing to register the child in my name."

Yang Daoling was a little puzzled. "What do you mean by the consent of all the ancestors? The Yongning Marquis's Mansion has an heir, and they will be very happy in their graves. You are clearly making trouble for no reason."

Zhou Yueran sneered, "That Yang Anxu is so good, why do you insist on recognizing that child? Could it be that the child is your illegitimate child who is left outside?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I do such a thing?" Yang Daoling felt a little guilty and couldn't help but raise his voice and shout.

"Then let's get the ancestors' consent first. You can let the Taoist priest or the senior monk of the Huguo Temple choose the date, but I need to have my approval. Let the child go to the ancestral hall and kowtow to the ancestors first. I will feel relieved if nothing bad happens."

After a pause, Zhou Yueran continued, "I don't want to raise a son with a bad fate who will bring bad luck to me or the Yang family. I can't adopt a son and then have him die for no reason."

Yang Daoling and the old lady looked at each other and finally understood her concerns.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Tomorrow I'll ask a Taoist priest to come and pick a good day, and then have Yang Anxu kowtow to the ancestors and burn incense. After everything goes well, I'll adopt him in your name."

The old lady finally smiled again, "Daughter-in-law, you are still virtuous and sensible. I was wrong about you before."

"After you have a son, please treat Yu Fei as well as you do now. In the entire Yongning Marquis's Mansion, Yu Fei is the noble eldest daughter. Even if Yang Anxu is registered under my name, he cannot surpass Yu Fei."

Zhou Yueran's eyes became fierce again, "My Lord, I'm going to say this in advance. If Yang Anxu is well-educated and well-mannered, that's fine. But if he dares to bully Yu Fei, don't blame me, your stepmother, for being ruthless."

"Of course, Yufei is our most precious daughter. Madam, I will have a son soon, and the Yongning Marquis's Mansion will no longer be laughed at by others."

"Yufei, your brother is only eight years old and doesn't understand many things. If he offends me unintentionally, I hope that you, as his sister, can be gentle and tolerant and not take it too seriously."

Yang Yufei smiled and responded gently and obediently, "Dad, I remember. I will treat my brother well."

"This is my good wife and daughter. You have never let me down."

"Mother, please ask the maids to bring breakfast. Our family hasn't had a good breakfast together for a long time."

After resolving his son's problem, Yang Daoling felt relieved and showed his gentleness which was rare to see.

"Yueran, this is your favorite lean meat porridge, eat more. Fei'er, you have lost a lot of weight recently, come, have a bowl of pork chop noodles, take care of your body, and be beautiful when you get married."

Yang Yufei's voice is very sweet and a little playful.

"Dad, it's better to give a huge sum of money than to ask about my well-being."

"My daughter wants to buy a lot of rouge, powder and jewelry, but she has no money. Father, please give me one thousand taels of silver so that she can buy some beautiful clothes and jewelry to dress herself up."

Don’t you think that cheap love spoken with words is too hypocritical?

The old lady glared at Yang Yufei fiercely and said, "You kid, you keep talking about money. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"

"Besides, your father's monthly salary is so little, how can he give you that much money? Your mother has kept all your betrothal gifts and banknotes. If you really want to buy beautiful clothes and jewelry, just ask your mother for money."

Yang Yufei's heart was chilled to the bone. She knew that her grandmother was cold-blooded and cruel, and valued money more than anything else.

Zhou Yueran interrupted her daughter calmly, "Yufei, eat well. Mother still has a lot of clothes and jewelry, so you don't have to ask others for money to buy them. Some people value money more than their lives, so what good can you get?"

"Mom is the best to me, I love her the most." Yang Yufei smiled happily.

After breakfast, Zhou Yueran took her daughter and left, and nothing more was said between her and Yang Daoling.

The old lady asked all the servants to leave, and then whispered to her son, "This matter must be handled properly. Bring An Xu to the mansion. Yuanyuan must not let the news leak out. Let her keep her mouth shut. Do you understand?"

"I understand, son. Please don't worry, mother." Yang Daoling's tense heart finally relaxed.

As long as his son is registered under Zhou Yueran's name, he will sweet-talk his wife and coax her to use the resources of the Rongguo Mansion and her dowry to train his son. With An Xu's qualifications, he will definitely make a name for himself.

That night, Yang Daoling went to Dong Yuanyuan and told her the good news.

"Yuanyuan, are you satisfied now? Madam has agreed to register An Xu under her name. All we need is for the Taoist priest to choose a good day and worship the ancestors of the Marquis' Mansion. Our son will have a bright future."

The wounds on Dong Yuanyuan's body had not healed yet. On the contrary, they were becoming more and more itchy. The wounds were festering severely, causing her to suffer great pain every day.

After hearing what Yang Daoling said, she was not happy at all, but was filled with anger.

"What should I be satisfied with? My son is registered under another woman's name and calls another woman mother, but he can't even recognize me. How can I be happy? Cousin, what did you tell me before? You said you loved me and wanted to marry me. It's been eight years, and you haven't fulfilled your promise yet."

The more Dong Yuanyuan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Tears started to fall down her cheeks. "When can I become your wife, stand by your side legitimately, and let An Xu call me mom?"

"The time has not come yet. I have been planning step by step. Yuanyuan, please don't push me too hard. It has taken me a lot of effort to register An Xu under Zhou Yueran's name. Please give me some more time."

Yang Daoling saw his cousin acting unreasonably, and the fact that she was injured and looked much worse than before, which made him feel annoyed.

What's the difference between Dong Yuanyuan and Zhou Yueran? She is even worse than Zhou Yueran.

"Then how long should I wait? You can't give me a name until I die. I've had enough of this sneaky life."

Yang Daoling suppressed his impatience and said, "I have to wait until An Xu's matter is dealt with before I can find a way to make you the official. Yuanyuan, don't force me."

"Okay, cousin, after An Xu has the status of a legitimate son, we will find a way to kill Zhou Yueran, and then marry me openly. I want to be your wife."