Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

Faced with Tang Rong's questioning, Tang Gang became furious.

He would not allow his dignity to be challenged, even by his beloved son. "The Duke's Mansion will never tell anyone about this. You and I are the only ones who know about this. How can we spread it?"

"Don't think you've been humiliated. You've caused everything today. One wrong step leads to another. Even if it's for profit, you're the one who benefits in the end. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Since your marriage, there has never been any peace in the mansion. I am partial to you by not pursuing you. No one can harm the interests of the mansion, not even you."

Thinking of the emperor's beating on him, he turned cold and said, "You will kneel with me in the ancestral temple tonight and reflect on your mistakes."

At this point, Tang Rong didn't say another word and returned to Chunhuayuan with a cold face.

Tao Yiran was fiddling with the small clothes she had just made in the room. Seeing Tang Rong coming back, she stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Ronglang, you're back?"

"Go down."

Tang Rong dismissed the waiter, and Aunt Liu closed the door. Tao Yiran was a little nervous and asked carefully, "Is Ronglang worried about something?"

"What's going on between you and Zhu You?"

Tang Rong didn't want to pursue these matters. He could just pretend he didn't know, but things were no longer under his control.

Tao Yiran smiled bitterly and slowly sat down beside him, "Rong Lang still doesn't believe me."

"I have no personal relationship with Mr. Zhu San, let alone any private dealings with him. I have only met him twice at banquets. As for why he came to my house and said such nonsense, I have no idea."

She wiped away the tears that had not yet fallen with her fingertips, and looked up at Tang Rong, "If you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate. I have a clear conscience and I am not afraid of an investigation."

She was not really afraid of Tang Rong investigating. Zhu You was just someone she teased the fish with when she was in the mood, and she never thought about him again when she lost interest. The last time Zhu You secretly sent her a letter, she burned it after reading it and did not reply at all.

What's so scary?

Tang Rong sat down opposite him, his eyes fell on her face, "Zhu You is very ill, it is said to be a heart disease, and he needs your heart medicine to cure it. Duke Xiangguo would like you to comfort Zhu You and make him get better."

Tao Yiran was slightly startled, and then her eyes quickly filled with tears. She was surprised and ashamed. She stood up eagerly, but before she could say anything, she let out an "ah". She bent down and stroked her belly, frowning. Tang Rong stood up and helped her, "What's wrong?"

Tears fell, Tao Yiran grabbed Tang Rong's hand tightly, "Rong Lang agreed?"

"Don't get excited, be careful with the kids."

Tang Rong helped her sit down and shouted outside the door. Aunt Liu quickly arranged for someone to call the palace doctor.

"I won't go. What's going on? What does Zhu You's madness have to do with me? If I go, who will I be?"

Tao Yiran cried, "I have never provoked him. Why did he involve me when he had such thoughts? I only have Rong Lang in my life. It is impossible for me to get close to another man, and it is impossible for me to be humiliated like this."

"If Rong Lang forces me to go, let me die."

Tang Rong patted her back gently, "I didn't say I wanted you to go, I just said there was this matter, and I have already refused."

"Really?"

Tang Rong nodded, and Tao Yiran hugged Tang Rong's waist and cried out.

The court doctor sighed silently when he saw the people from Chunhuayuan again. Since the prince got married, he had been to Chunhuayuan too many times. He didn't look like a court doctor of the Marquis's Mansion, but more like a doctor of Chunhuayuan. Alas~

Tao Yiran was upset and had a miscarriage, but Tang Rong felt relieved. He was really afraid that Tao Yiran would say she wanted to go and make him a laughing stock.

Tao Yiran lay on the bed, gently stroking her belly. There was no way she could persuade Zhu You. Even if she comforted Zhu You, would the people in Xiangguo Mansion be grateful to her?

Even if Tang Rong agreed on the surface, would he feel relieved?

This matter will do her no good but only harm, so why should she go?

After dinner, Tang Mo was still accompanying Xin An to walk around the garden to digest his food. Steward Zhang came over quickly and said, "Second Young Master, the Marquis invites you to the ancestral temple."

"What are you going to do at the ancestral temple?"

It's still late at night.

Manager Zhang briefly explained the reason, and Tang Mo didn't know what to say, "The Emperor punished my father to reflect in front of my grandfather's tablet. Did my father decide to take me with him?"

Afraid that his bed is too warm?

Steward Zhang laughed dryly. He felt that Tang Gang's move was a bit of revenge. "The Marquis said that things have been going on in the mansion lately. Since we are reflecting on it, we should go and correct our mistakes."

Tang Mo was speechless, but he still asked, "Second Young Master's wife doesn't need to go, right?"

Xin An said: "Who am I to be qualified to kneel in the ancestral temple?"

Can't even get in?

Manager Zhang was still smiling, tacitly agreeing with Xin An's words. Tang Mo sighed and was about to leave, but Xin An stopped him and said to Manager Zhang, "It's cold at night, can you go back and put on some more clothes, Second Young Master?"

"OK."

Tang Mo was pulled back by Xin An. As soon as he got back, he asked Chun Yang to find her winter sleeves. "That one is thick. Put it on your knees to protect them."

"Come on, go get your young master's jacket from last year from the box and put it on."

Tang Mo thought it was too exaggerated. Xin An glared at him and said, "How can it be exaggerated? Have you forgotten how Tang Rong lost weight?"

"I estimate that you will kneel all night tonight, while father and elder brother will only kneel for an hour."

Tang Mo raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Xin An said: "Your father is too old to bear it, and your brother has just recovered from a serious illness, how can he continue to torment?"

"You are strong and healthy, but can't you be filial to your father and sympathize with your elder brother?"

Tang Mo was already getting angry, "There has to be a limit to being partial, right?"

Xin An said, "What if I'm just overthinking it? Anyway, it's better to be prepared. I'll send people back and forth to check the situation. If you see that they are really in trouble, take the initiative to ask for help. Once they leave, I'll get you a thick blanket. You can sleep on the floor for one night, and put it away before dawn. It will be more effective to play a pitiful role tomorrow."

Tang Mo's eyes lit up, "It's not impossible, but what if someone finds out?"

"There's a saying that money makes the world go round. As long as you spend money, who can find you?"

Tang Mo felt relieved by this and went to the ancestral hall fully armed. When he arrived, Tang Gang and Tang Rong were already kneeling on their knees. The atmosphere in the whole ancestral hall was a bit weird, as one could hear a pin drop.

He knelt silently aside, looking at the ancestral tablets and began to daydream. Xin An said that in his previous life, the marquis's mansion was ransacked and he didn't know what happened to the ancestral tablets in the end. It was quite tragic to think about it.

He also thought about how his grandfather, who was such a great man, had such a bunch of useless children and grandchildren. Fortunately, his grandfather passed away early, otherwise it would be so sad...

His mind was filled with endless thoughts, and finally, out of boredom, he went over in his mind the military tactics he had learned over the past two days. When he came to his senses again, it was already dark, but he didn't feel cold at all, but a little hot instead, and there was a faint smell of charcoal fire at the tip of his nose.

Looking back, I saw two charcoal pots burning brightly...

Xin An was wrong. The old man came prepared, but he was wearing too many clothes and was sweating...