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

Tao Yiran was listless and had no energy. It was understandable that she didn't like getting up early to greet people, didn't like flattery, didn't want to curry favor, and didn't want to force herself to do things she didn't like. But Tang Rong kept asking her to do so, and even her mother forced her to do so. How could she be in a good mood?

When he looked up, he saw Xin An dressed in luxurious attire. She was wearing red and green jewellery and was afraid that she would not look wealthy enough. He thought it was extremely tacky and took a step back silently, as if if he stood too close to Xin An he would be smelt of money.

Xin An rolled his eyes at her in his heart and also moved a little to the side, fearing that if he stood too close, she would not be able to resist taking action.

Wang arrived, and Tang Rong and the others came forward to greet her. Wang said "hmm" and looked at Tao Yiran, "After resting for these days, are you feeling better?"

Tao Yiran also said, "Much better."

"You are the eldest grandson's wife in the Marquis' Mansion, the wife of the Crown Prince, and you also have the heavy responsibility of raising the Marquis's offspring on your shoulders. Visiting the Marquis's children every morning and evening are trivial matters, but this matter cannot be delayed."

"If you feel unwell, seek medical attention as soon as possible. Your health is the most important thing."

His eyes shifted slightly to Tang Rong, "I see your wife doesn't look very good. I heard she was born weak. As a husband, you should pay more attention to her. Don't stop taking the tonic medicine. It's hard to have children, and you can't do without a healthy body. You should be aware of this."

The pressure from parents to give birth was the greatest. Tang Rong bowed and said, "Thank you mother for your advice. I understand now."

Tao Yiran also bowed, "My daughter-in-law understands."

"Yes." Wang smiled. "There are many things to do today, so I won't keep you for dinner. It's still early, so you can go back and sleep for a while."

Who can say that she is not a tolerant and loving stepmother?

Tang Rong originally wanted to stay and see what they were going to talk about this morning, but after hearing what Wang said, he had no choice but to leave with Tao Yiran.

Tao Yiran heaved a sigh of relief when she left the house, thinking that when she came back tomorrow, she must ask Wang to tell her to rest more and not to visit her every morning and evening, so...

"Mother is kind and everything she said makes sense. My body is a little delicate, so I asked a doctor to check my pulse today. I also want to get well soon so I can share your worries."

Tang Rong was a little suspicious. She was delighted but felt that it was not something she could say. Tao Yiran said softly, "Since I married you, I should be your good wife. You just thought I was confused a few days ago and didn't know how to be a wife."

The two had argued a few times over this. Tang Rong had been feeling a little resentful, but Tao Yiran's words made him happy again. He held Tao Yiran's hand and said, "It's your fault that I didn't take good care of you. I'll send someone to get a doctor in a while. I'm sure you'll get well soon."

Tao Yiran said she has a regular doctor. "He has been treating me for many years and is familiar with my symptoms. Whenever I feel unwell, his medicine works. I will ask Aunt Liu to invite him later."

After years of treatment, Tang Rong didn't think it was inappropriate and said, "If you need expensive tonic medicine, just ask mother to open the warehouse. As long as it can make you healthy, I will find you any expensive medicine."

Tao Yiran's eyes moved, and she felt shy, "Rong Lang is the best person to me."

Tang Rong's face has almost recovered and is almost back to its previous handsome appearance. Tao Yiran thinks he looks good again.

What she didn't know was that her plan was somewhat unnecessary. After all, Wang didn't want to see her either, and from now on she would confine her in the courtyard on the grounds of keeping her healthy and urging her to get married, just to fulfill her wish.

At this moment, Wang was listening to the managers reporting on the situation in various places, the increase and decrease of manpower, and the things to be done next. Xin An sat aside and watched, feeling somewhat nostalgic for such a scene.

"In addition to what I just said today, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

Wang raised her hand towards Xin An, who stood up and stood beside her. Wang said, "From today on, the Second Young Master's wife will help manage the household. Whenever I go out or don't have the energy to handle the household affairs, you can go to the Second Young Master's wife. Her words are my words, and you just need to obey her."

Everyone bowed in agreement, and from this moment on Xin An's status in the mansion was different.

After everyone left, Mrs. Xin stood up and asked Xin An to have dinner with her. "Have fun when you go out. No need to rush back."

In Wang's eyes, this was Xin An's first time going out to make friends with the women in Beijing. She was a little worried and couldn't help but give him a few more instructions, giving examples of everything from the rules of sitting down to drink tea to what topics to talk about, which were things Xin An didn't enjoy in his previous life.

"Thanks for the reminder, mother."

Wang smiled and said, "It's not really a reminder. The Xin family is a wealthy family in Huaijiang. You are not bad in terms of etiquette, and I think you are also good at dealing with people. It's just that the customs of the two places are slightly different, so you just need to be a little more careful."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talked for a long time. As the sun rose higher, Xin An dressed up again and went out with Chunyang and Nanfeng.

Daqian is a powerful country with bustling streets. Occasionally, you can see people of different faces walking around. The streets are clean and tidy, and the people are prosperous.

About two sticks of incense later, the carriage from the Marquis' Mansion arrived at Baoyin Tower. After Xin An got off the carriage, he learned that Yan Wenhui had not arrived yet. However, the private room for watching the opera had been booked long ago. The waiter of the opera enthusiastically led him to the second floor, and soon tea and snacks were also served.

The play had not yet begun. Only the actors performing the warm-up song were singing very hard on the stage, occasionally receiving applause.

"Greetings, madam."

The waiter carrying the basket came forward with a smile, "Madam, today's play is our Baoyin Lou's new play "The Fox Returns Gratitude" which was filmed and rehearsed last month. Our two big stars, Boss Fang and Boss Qin, will be on stage together. Everyone who has seen it says it is wonderful. Would you like to get some money to join in the fun?"

The basket was filled with silver paper folded into triangular flowers. According to the rules, if the audience thought that an actor sang well, they could stick these triangular flowers on the actor's body, which would be considered a personal reward from the actor.

"Since you have brought them all, just keep them."

The waiter looked at him with a smile. Qingyang asked about the money and checked the amount. After the waiter left, he said, "People in the capital city are really good at making money. They actually want ten taels of silver for such a small basket."

Nan Feng said, "Who would care about the ten taels of silver if they can sit in this private room? These guys are very smart and know how much to bring. Look, he won't go to the lobby downstairs to sell these silver paper flowers."

Xin An laughed and said, "Chunyang, have you forgotten that the theaters in Huaijiang are even better at making money?"

Chunyang thought about it, then smiled embarrassedly, "The capital really is a place where rules are followed."

Nanfeng was curious, so Chunyang satisfied her curiosity by saying that there were many opera troupes in Huaijiang, and many bosses who watched operas. The tips were directly given in the form of silver notes. "Some opera singers sang well, and after a show, their heads were covered with silver notes."

"Some famous people have to stuff a lot of things into their belts."

Nanfeng tilted his head and imagined the scene for a moment, and suddenly felt that the basket in front of him worth ten taels was not a lot.

The private room had a wide view. Xin An saw Yan Wenhui going upstairs. Ahead of her walked a young woman dressed as a lady. Behind her followed another person, also a young lady. Presumably, she was the good friend she mentioned.

"The one wearing green and walking in the middle is Madam Yan. Remember that."

Chunyang and Nanfeng agreed awkwardly, especially Nanfeng. She came out to help the young lady, but she still wanted the young lady to introduce someone to her. She felt very guilty.