Reborn to be replaced, remarried to the royal palace to raise children and train husband

Zheng Fenghui's face turned ashen, with flames of resentment flashing in his eyes. He clenched his fists and pointed at Gu Qinlan excitedly: "You vicious woman, I will never let you go!" As soon as he finished speaking, he drew a sharp sword from his waist and rushed towards Gu Qinlan.

"Young Master, don't do that!" Hongye exclaimed, and immediately stood in front of Gu Qinlan. Fuyu also reacted quickly, and together with Hongye, she protected Gu Qinlan.

Inside Jinghong Garden, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Zheng Fenghui's eyes were wide open with the tip of his sword pointing directly at Gu Qinlan: "Today, I want revenge and justice for myself!" He swung his sword at Gu Qinlan, and Hongye and Fu Yu immediately stood in front of him nervously.

"Young master, please calm down!" Hongye tried to dissuade Zheng Fenghui, but her voice seemed insignificant in Zheng Fenghui's anger.

At this moment, Fu Yu was quick-witted and kicked the sword out of Zheng Fenghui's hand. The sword drew an arc and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Zheng Fenghui was stunned, and Fu Yu took the opportunity to subdue him.

"You dare..." Zheng Fenghui glared at Fu Yu, but was interrupted by Gu Qinlan before he could finish his words.

"Zheng Fenghui, you are committing insubordination!" Gu Qinlan said coldly, her eyes revealing determination and calmness.

Zheng Fenghui struggled to stand up, but was pressed to the ground by Fu Yu: "Young Master, you should calm down."

Hongye looked at Zheng Fenghui, with a trace of worry in her eyes: "Young Master, you will only get yourself into trouble by doing this."

Zheng Fenghui gritted his teeth and glared at Gu Qinlan: "Gu Qinlan, just wait, I will make you regret it!"

At this time, Gu Qinlan suddenly ordered: "Fu Yu, slap your mouth!"

Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, but still did as she was told. She raised her hand and gently slapped Zheng Fenghui twice. Zheng Fenghui stared with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"You..." Zheng Fenghui pointed at Gu Qinlan, speechless.

Zheng Fenghui stared at Gu Qinlan with fierce eyes, as if there were two balls of fire burning in his eyes. He clenched his teeth, burning with anger, but saw Gu Qinlan smiled coldly and waved his hand to signal Fu Yu to come forward.

"Zheng Fenghui, what's wrong with you? I gave you a gift with good intentions, but you are so presumptuous!" Gu Qinlan's voice was soft but full of majesty.

Zheng Fenghui struggled to stand up, but was tripped by the threshold and fell to the ground.

He groaned in pain, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Two teeth fell out and rolled to the ground with a crisp sound.

"I'm outrageous? You've forced me into a desperate situation, how can I be reasonable?" Zheng Fenghui cried loudly, his voice full of despair.

Gu Qinlan frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed across her face. She glanced at Fu Yu, signaling her to continue slapping him.

At this time, Fu Yu had already walked in front of Zheng Fenghui. She raised her hand expressionlessly and slapped Zheng Fenghui twice again. Zheng Fenghui was dizzy and more blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Stop!" A voice suddenly rang out. It was Nanny Wang, the wet nurse of Zheng Fenghui, the young master of Prince Duan's mansion. She hurried over and saw Zheng Fenghui being beaten so miserably that she was so distressed that tears fell from her eyes.

"Madam, why are you doing this? He is just a child after all. Can't you be more tolerant?" Nanny Wang pleaded.

Gu Qinlan glanced at Nanny Wang coldly and said firmly, "Nanny Wang, you have nothing to do here. Leave."

Nanny Wang hesitated for a moment, but still did not dare to disobey Gu Qinlan's order, and silently stepped aside.

Zheng Fenghui struggled to stand up, but he had no strength left. He looked at Gu Qinlan with hatred in his eyes: "Gu Qinlan, just wait, one day, I will make you pay the price!"

A trace of anger flashed across Gu Qinlan's face, and she said coldly: "Zheng Fenghui, are you threatening me?"

Zheng Fenghui gritted his teeth and did not answer. He knew his current situation and any resistance would be futile.

Gu Qinlan turned and left. When she reached the door, she looked back at Zheng Fenghui and said in a cold tone: "Zheng Fenghui, you should reflect on your behavior. If you can reform yourself, I might consider giving you a chance."

Zheng Fenghui looked at Gu Qinlan's departing back, his heart filled with despair.

At this time, Fu Yu came over. She looked at Zheng Fenghui and said with contempt: "Zheng Fenghui, do you think you still have a chance to turn the tables? In this Prince Duan's mansion, you are just an insignificant little person."

Zheng Fenghui widened his eyes and glared at Fu Yu: "Fu Yu, just wait, one day, I will make you regret it!"

Fu Yu smiled coldly and turned away. Zheng Fenghui lay on the ground, his heart filled with anger and helplessness.

Gu Qinlan led Hongye and Fuyu back to Jinghong Garden. It was already late at night. Lanterns were hung high in the garden. The dim light reflected on the bluestone slabs, giving off a hint of warmth. She was about to go back to her room to wash up when she suddenly saw her stepson Zheng Fengyun standing at the door, with an upright posture and sincere eyes.

"Feng Yun, why are you here?" Gu Qinlan smiled slightly, her eyes full of concern.

Zheng Fengyun bowed slightly and said in a low voice: "Mother, I have been waiting here for a long time. I want to ask you something."

Gu Qinlan noticed that Zheng Fengyun's palms were cool, and her heart tightened. She hurriedly said, "Fengyun, why are your hands so cold? Did you catch a cold? Come in quickly, I'll let you soak your hands in hot water."

Zheng Fengyun smiled slightly and shook his head: "Mother, it's okay, I just stood in the night wind for a while. But since mother cares, I will obey your order."

As he spoke, Zheng Fengyun followed Gu Qinlan into the house. Hongye and Fuyu tactfully left the room and closed the door, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Gu Qinlan personally prepared a basin of hot water for Zheng Fengyun, gently put his hands into the water, rubbed them, and asked, "Fengyun, what do you want to ask tonight?"

Zheng Fengyun pursed his lips tightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Mother, I..." He started to speak but stopped abruptly.

Gu Qinlan smiled slightly, her eyes full of encouragement: "Feng Yun, feel free to say whatever you want to say. You don't have to worry about anything in this family."

Zheng Fengyun took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, and said, "Mother, I heard that there are many rare ancient books in my father's study. I think, I think..."

"Do you want to borrow those books?" Gu Qinlan immediately understood what he meant, and a hint of appreciation flashed in her eyes.

Zheng Fengyun nodded, a little embarrassed on his face: "Yes, mother. I have always been curious about those books, but my father is always busy with official duties and has no time to take care of my studies. I think if I have the opportunity to read those books, I will definitely benefit from it."

Gu Qinlan smiled and patted his hands: "Feng Yun, I am very pleased with your ambition. Tomorrow morning, I will take you to the library and personally select some suitable books for you."

A hint of joy flashed across Zheng Fengyun's eyes, but then he became worried again: "Mother, will this cause you trouble?"

"Silly child, you are my son, and I should do anything for you." Gu Qinlan said softly, "Also, I want to thank you for letting me see your ambition. This is your blessing."

Hearing this, Zheng Fengyun felt warm in his heart. He looked up at Gu Qinlan with gratitude in his eyes: "Mother, I will work hard and not let you down."