Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent! Chapter 491 - 491 491 Mindset1

491: Chapter 491 Mindset_1 491: Chapter 491 Mindset_1 Miss Ran was truly not resentful in her heart, for she understood that even if her mother didn’t act against the Liu family, the Liu family would never let her off.

The two families were like fire and water, and she could not separate herself from the Ran family.

She offered consolation, saying, “Mother, it’s actually quite alright.

As long as I remain well-behaved and true to my heart, I’ll lead a good life.”

Trying to look on the bright side, even if the Crown Prince did not favor her, she was still a concubine.

It wouldn’t be easy for anyone to trouble her, and that was enough.

Mr.

Ran stood outside the door for a long ti.

He had rushed back upon receiving the imperial edict and had urgent matters to deal with afterward.

Only after he had finished could he co to the back courtyard.

Hearing these words, he felt heartache.

His third daughter, who had always been closest to his heart, was, unfortunately, the one who suffered the most due to his actions.

He blad himself for her broken engagent, yet he had been powerless to prevent it.

Latterly, after observing Mr.

Zhou for a considerable ti, with all of the Zhou family’s information laid out on his desk, he had agreed to the Qi Clan’s actions, for it was just that fate was not on their side.

He did not have a favorable opinion of the Princely Heir, but his wife had beco obstinately fixated, and he was unable to stop her.

He was contemplating finding a steady young man for her to marry down into when the imperial decree arrived.

He was surprised and delighted, not because of being connected to the Crown Prince but because he knew that the Emperor rembered his contributions.

As long as his daughter remained well-behaved, she would not have to suffer, and should the Crown Prince ascend the throne one day, it would be her great fortune.

Mr.

Ran had intended to share this with his daughter, but hearing her words, he felt reassured, turned around, and left again.

Late at night, Zhulan lowered her voice, “Even though the imperial edict seems to have offended the Crown Prince, I still feel that Mr.

Ran is not one of the Third Prince’s n, don’t you think?”

Zhou Shuren had pondered this all day, intentionally inquiring about the duties Mr.

Ran had perford upon taking office, and after careful examination, he finally understood why it felt inappropriate and concluded, “The Emperor’s man.”

Zhulan felt pensive.

He truly was the Emperor’s man.

Then she added, “The Qi family clan must not know that Mr.

Ran is using them as cover for himself.”

For the first ti, Zhou Shuren felt that he had misjudged the situation, “That is what makes it all the more convincing.”

If the Qi family clan found out, they would certainly be livid.

They had always been used by the Emperor, Zhou Shuren mused, admiring the Emperor’s level of play.

Zhulan said mournfully, “Right now, the Min Residence must think that the Ran Residence too is cloaked in sorrow!”

Zhou Shuren, “It’s said that when Mr.

Min received the edict, he turned white, and in the afternoon, he secretly summoned a doctor.”

“Scared.”

Zhou Shuren, “Those who can climb to the rank of Third Rank are all cunning, able to detect the slightest hint of change in the wind.

I still need more practice!”

This ti, he had misjudged, and he deeply reflected on himself.

He too was ordinary.

As his life in ancient tis had always gone smoothly, his ntality had also changed quite a bit.

Even though he wasn’t arrogant, he had beco sowhat proud, and that was not a good thing.

Zhou Shuren held Zhulan tightly.

He too needed to continue growing!

This ti Zhulan didn’t push Zhou Shuren away.

She felt his emotions, “You’ve already done very well.

In my eyes, you are the best, always have been.”

Zhou Shuren humd a response, unable to resist tightening his arms.

He had to protect Zhulan and their son and be even more rigorous in the future to avoid any mistakes.

The next day, Xue Han went to visit Miss Ran and returned with much improved spirits, “Mother, Miss Ran will lead a good life.”

Zhulan thought to herself that she had not misjudged the person.

As long as Miss Ran maintained a good mindset, her future days would not be too hard.

Zhulan asked, “When does Miss Ran set out?”

As a concubine, although she could not have a wedding ceremony as grand as a main wife, a banquet would still be prepared, and Miss Ran would also need to enter the capital in advance.

Xue Han replied gloomily, “The day after tomorrow is the departure.

Mother, what do you think I should prepare for my dowry to be better?”

Zhulan thought that the Ran family, being in office, had not lacked for unexpected wealth, and this ti they could openly return so to the royal household in the form of silver coins for the dowry.

Miss Ran’s dowry must be substantial.

Upon thinking of the dowry, Zhulan couldn’t help but think that the Emperor had played a good hand.

Zhulan, “Just make sure not to gift anything that’s taboo.”

Xue Han felt the need to hurry, and after counting the silver she had saved – silver she had barely touched over the years – it seed that she was going to run out this ti, “Mother, I’ll leave first.”

“Go ahead.”

Zhulan then stood up to visit her granddaughter in the second wife’s room; the child had developed a fever in the morning.

After receiving dicine, it was uncertain whether the fever had subsided even after more than an hour.

Mrs.

Zhao stood by the bed.

Hearing footsteps, she whispered, “Mother, you’ve arrived.”

Zhulan leaned in to check on the child, her heart heavy.

Her little son was almost ten pounds now, while the granddaughter would be doing well to reach six pounds.

Looking at those furrowed little brows, Zhulan’s heart wrenched.

Every ti she visited her granddaughter, she couldn’t bear to be apart from her son, the children were just too fragile, “Has the fever gone down?”

Mrs.

Zhao’s face brightened slightly, “It’s gone, she just had so milk.”

“That’s good.

Take care of yourself as well; look how thin you’ve beco.”

Mrs.

Zhao, feeling her own wrist, didn’t trust a nanny with her daughter and handled everything herself.

Naturally, lack of rest lead to weight loss, “Mother, don’t worry, I will take good care of myself.”

Zhulan knew that saying more would be futile; she now completely understood a mother’s heart.

Before, she had only been following examples without truly empathizing.

She patted Mrs.

Zhao’s hand, “Rember, the children can’t be without you.”