After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

After hearing what Zhou Yueran said, Dong Yuanyuan's eyes flashed with hatred, her fists clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound, and she wished she could kill Zhou Yueran hundreds of times.

"Madam is such a mean person who goes back on her word. You clearly promised before that An Xu would be adopted under your name, but now you don't acknowledge this son. You are treating adoption as a joke. Aren't you afraid that this matter will get out and be laughed at by others?"

Dong Yuanyuan was so heartbroken that she almost bled. Her son was obviously going to become the legitimate son of the Yongning Marquisate soon, but now Zhou Yueran just said she didn't want him. What did she regard her son as?

"Cousin, why are you so emotional? You're about to cry, as if my mother bullied you. It seems that my mother didn't do anything to you today?" Yang Yufei asked with a puzzled look on her face.

Dong Yuanyuan then realized that her emotions were too obvious. She quickly pushed back her tears and said through gritted teeth, "I just can't stand you bullying a child, just like you bullied me before. So I stand here to defend the injustice. What's wrong? Is it not okay?"

Zhou Yueran sneered, "Dong Yuanyuan, everyone knows that you are selfish, cold and heartless and only care about yourself. You are not a warm-hearted person. You care so much about Yang Anxu, could he be your son?"

"You are talking nonsense. When did I have a son this big? Can you please stop slandering me? The adoption has spread, and now you don't want An Xu anymore. Don't you know how much hurt a child this young must be feeling? Is there anyone who insults people like you?"

Dong Yuanyuan couldn't swallow that anger. Her son was only one step away from becoming the legitimate son of the Marquisate, and there must be no mistakes.

Zhou Yueran's voice became even colder, "The more you protect Yang Anxu, the less likely I will adopt this child under my name. I just don't like you. Okay, let's leave this child alone."

"Aunt, cousin, please talk to me. Can you treat adopting a child as a joke? Aren't you afraid that the people from the second house will turn against you?"

Dong Yuanyuan was really anxious. Her son must return to the Marquis' Mansion. If An Xu could not be recorded in the family tree of the Marquis' Mansion today, her son might not have another chance in the future.

The old lady and Yang Daoling were frightened half to death by what had just happened. It was as if the lightning had eyes and only struck them, not anyone else.

What was even more terrifying was that they really saw their ancestor who had died long ago, with disheveled hair and a pale face, blood dripping from his eyes and mouth, and his bony hands stretched out as if he wanted to take their lives.

The child Yang Anxu definitely carries an ominous aura. No matter how outstanding and sensible he is, they dare not acknowledge him. They are afraid that their ancestors will be dissatisfied and will come after them in the middle of the night.

Yang Daoling calmed down and spoke in a hoarse voice, "The adoption of a child is temporarily suspended. Today's events are too strange. I will go to the Huguo Temple to ask the monks before making a decision."

"Cousin--" Dong Yuanyuan raised her voice and glared at him with dissatisfaction.

Yang Daoling ignored Dong Yuanyuan's glare and said, "The ancestors of the Yang family disagree, so no matter who says something, it's useless. All right, everyone go to the restaurant to eat, and don't spread what happened today."

Zhou Yueran was in a good mood. Even though it was still raining heavily outside, she was still so happy that she wanted to sing.

Dong Yuanyuan was so heartbroken that she almost bled. She wanted to hug her son and comfort him, but at this moment, she didn't know what to do. She even didn't dare to reveal much in order to prevent Zhou Yueran from suspecting her son.

Shen Yuying felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water over her head, and even her heart was chilled.

She looked at Yang Yufei, whose lips were raised and who was obviously trying to suppress a smile. For some reason, a bold and absurd idea flashed through her mind.

Today, the ancestral hall was struck by lightning, and the ancestors of Yongning Marquis Mansion appeared in spirits. This was definitely not an accident, but was planned by Yang Yufei herself.

But how did she plan this?

Zhou Yueran took her daughter's arm and whispered in her ear, "Fei'er, well done. You are such a good daughter."

She was really relieved to have such a daughter who loved her and cared about her.

Yang Yufei said helplessly, "Mom, the happiness on your face is too obvious. You'd better restrain yourself, otherwise my father and grandmother will come to pick a fight again and bring bad luck to you."

Zhou Yueran held her head high. "They dared to do that. It was God's will that they were not allowed to adopt this son. It has nothing to do with me. Let them be sad and overwhelmed."

Her daughter is so amazing that she can even accurately calculate which day it will rain, be struck by lightning, and be haunted. She also wants to learn this skill, but wonders if her daughter is willing to teach her.

When they arrived at the restaurant, most of the people in the Yongning Marquis's Mansion had solemn expressions and gloomy moods. In addition, they felt that the banquet that was originally prepared after the adoption did not taste good.

Yang Daoling, in particular, felt so miserable that he felt as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis. He was so miserable that he didn't know who to talk to.

Yang Anxu is his only son. He finally got Zhou Yueran's consent, but he didn't expect so many unlucky things to happen during the sacrifice.

He was really afraid that if he recognized his son, he would kill him.

Seeing his painful expression, Zhou Yueran did not forget to stab him in the heart.

"My husband, don't be so unhappy. Although this son is gone, you can still have other sons. Even if you are not a good seed and can't give birth to a son, the second and third houses don't have a son you like, and the Rongguo Mansion still has a son. If it really doesn't work, you can adopt one. I don't mind."

The veins on Yang Daoling's forehead bulged, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up, it's fun to gloat over someone else's misfortune, right?"

"No matter how poor the Yang family is, they will not adopt a son from the Rongguo Mansion. Just give up on this idea."

This wishful thinking is really loud. She even wants the property of Yongning Marquis Mansion. She can only dream about it.

Zhou Yueran curled her lips and said nonchalantly, "If you don't want to be the successor, then don't be the successor. After all, it's the Yongning Marquis Mansion that has no son, not the Rongguo Duke Mansion."

"My Lord, have you committed so many sins that even God can't stand it anymore and has prevented you from even giving birth to a son? Haha——"

"You are presumptuous—"

The old lady's eyes seemed to want to kill, "Old Master's wife, you are very happy with this result, right? I suspect that it was you who caused such a big problem in today's sacrifice."

Zhou Yueran sneered unceremoniously, "Mom, then you really misunderstood me."

"If I really had the ability to do something, I would just let the lightning strike my mother and the Marquis to death. I would be the one in charge of the entire Yongning Marquisate, and I wouldn't have to live under anyone's control anymore."

The old lady's heart ached so much that she almost vomited blood. She glared at her eldest daughter-in-law fiercely, "How dare you! Are you really hoping for your mother-in-law to die?"

"I just said it casually, why are you so angry? Mom, you are a respected old lady, stop swearing and just eat your meal." Zhou Yueran's face changed again, and she said with a smile, not forgetting to pick up a piece of her favorite meat and put it in her mouth.

"Today's braised pork is tender and juicy, fatty but not greasy, it's really delicious, mom, you should eat two more pieces too."

Seeing that the old lady was about to curse, Yang Yufei immediately stood up and said, "Grandma, Dad, don't be angry with my mother. After dinner, I will let the doctor check you. Don't let the root of the disease develop. You are Fei'er's most important relatives, don't make me worry."

"Fortunately, your daughter is gentle and sensible, and she cares about her elders. I don't know how you can be someone's daughter-in-law. You can't even do something as simple as respecting your elders."

Yang Yufei said coquettishly, "Grandma, for my sake, please don't bother with my mom. My mom just has a bad temper, but she doesn't have any bad intentions. I love dad and grandma the most."

Zhou Yueran was trying to hold back her laughter until her stomach ached. Her daughter's acting skills were truly top-notch. If she hadn't known the inside story, she would have been fooled by her daughter's performance.

After dinner, the doctor came and took the pulse of Yang Daoling and the old lady. Apart from some hair being cut and some burns on the skin, there was nothing serious and there would be no root of disease.

Yang Daoling and the old lady finally felt relieved, fortunately they were fine.

Yang Anxu is a disaster. Let him go back to where he came from.

The Yongning Marquisate will never recognize this son again.