Chapter 2

"You……"

"Stupid woman, you wait, Young Master will definitely throw you out!"

Ning Hanmo ran off… the plan failed, and instead he was mocked.

"Bow to heaven and earth…" the wedding officiant was about to shout.

Jiang Yunchu glanced at him, unlike her earlier mockery of Ning Hanmo, she felt a bit impatient, "Su Xin, give the wedding gift money."

"Forget it, there's nothing exciting to watch."

Only then did she look again at the wedding officiant, "Let's skip the rest."

The groom isn't here—bow to heaven and earth? With a rooster? Just thinking about it makes my head hurt.

"Where is my courtyard?" she casually grabbed a maid from the Wang Fu.

The maid was startled, her heart trembling; the Princess Consort's aura was too overwhelming—even the Young Master couldn't get a good outcome in her hands.

"Princess Consort, I'm Zi Su, a top-ranking maid in your courtyard; I'll take you there now."

"Thank you," Jiang Yunchu nodded, casually holding the large red veil in her hand, twirling a finger… it gave a vague sense of Northeastern culture.

Zi Su felt her legs go weak, quickly replying, "This is my duty."

The people carrying the dowry behind were all replaced by those from the Regent Prince's Manor, boxes of dowry filling the entire courtyard.

Don't mention it, really don't.

The courtyard arranged by the Regent Prince's Manor is far better than the Grand General's Manor—look at the furnishings, look at the things.

"Eldest Miss!" Zi Wu suddenly exclaimed and quickly ran over.

Just…

The Eldest Miss's hand was faster, she directly grabbed the snake's seven inches, looking at the somewhat black snake in her hand, Jiang Yunchu and the snake stared at each other for a moment.

"Boring."

"Let the kitchen stew it, we'll have snake soup tonight."

Jiang Yunchu directly handed the snake to Zi Wu, who seized its seven inches; only when he saw its fangs had been removed did he relax.

However, Zi Wu and Su Xin exchanged a glance, feeling that the Eldest Miss seemed changed.

She used to be scared to tears, but today it seemed as if nothing had happened, as if all those vexing matters never occurred.

Strange, too strange!

But this snake soup wasn't eaten after all, because the Imperial Noble Consort had summoned.

"Yun chu, have you been accustomed to staying at the Wang Fu these past few days? If anything feels off, tell the mother consort, and she'll arrange it for you," the Imperial Noble Consort said gently.

The Imperial Noble Consort's hair had already turned somewhat white, her face bore some lines, but her eyes were bright; from the moment we met, her face carried a gentle smile.

Before Jiang Yunchu could reply.

"Grandma!" Ning Hanmo came running in from outside, his whole body looking like he'd been fished out of water, his little face and hands all black.

"Look at this little monkey, what a state—Cui Wei, hurry and take him out to wash and change clothes," the Imperial Noble Consort laughed helplessly, yet her narrowed eyes clearly showed extra affection for Ning Hanmo.

At this moment, the Imperial Noble Consort looked at Jiang Yunchu; the rumors she'd heard were nothing like what she saw—how could this be a timid, tearful young lady from the inner chambers? Such confidence and bearing in those eyes could not be cultivated by an ordinary family.

Looks like the rumors aren't reliable after all!

Only this way is good, only then can we keep the family's little tyrant in check.

"Replying to the Imperial Noble Consort, Yun chu is accustomed," Jiang Yunchu said, yet her seated bottom refused to rise.

Seeing her, the Imperial Noble Consort couldn't help laughing, adding in her heart that Jiang Yunchu was a girl of genuine nature.

"Being accustomed is fine, being accustomed is fine."

"You stupid woman, how are you here?" Ning Hanmo wore a hostile look, almost baring his little tiger teeth.

Jiang Yunchu thought, "This is my home—where can I not be?"

The little tyrant widened his eyes, suddenly bursting into tears, "Grandma, this stupid woman is bullying me—help me drive her out, I don't want her!"

"Grandma, just indulge Mo er!"

"From now on, Mo er will study properly with the teacher and never cause trouble again."

Jiang Yunchu lowered her head, but the slight upturn of her lips revealed her current mood.

The Imperial Noble Consort looked at Ning Hanmo, her grandson, who rarely cried like this—her heart turned soft as a puddle.

But…

"Mo er, that's your birth mother," the Imperial Noble Consort said sternly.

If the grandson continues like this, the vast Regent Prince's Manor will truly be ruined in his hands.

"I have no birth mother, I don't want a birth mother," Ning Hanmo seemed ignited, suddenly roaring, tears welling in his eyes—different from his earlier dry howls.

Jiang Yunchu smiled, lifted her head to look at Ning Hanmo, "I also don't want such a stupid son."

The two of them were like a seesaw, neither yielding an inch.

"Yun chu, Mo er is still young; from now on I entrust him to you," the Imperial Noble Consort finally revealed her purpose.

Before Jiang Yunchu could speak, Ning Hanmo objected, "Grandma, do you want to see me bullied to death?"

"I don't want her, I want Grandma."

The little one knows how to act cute, leaning entirely against the Imperial Noble Consort, his face full of affection.

"Grandma's health is worsening, Mo er, listen well to your birth mother; from now on, in this vast Wang Fu, the only one you can rely on is your birth mother," the Imperial Noble Consort gently patted Ning Hanmo's back, soothing the sensitive child.

"Yun chu, Mo er is merely spoiled by me, pure-hearted; from now on, whether it's the stewardship of the Regent Prince's Manor or these two children, I entrust them all to you," the Imperial Noble Consort, though reluctant, knew she could not continue like this.

Unable to bear disciplining herself, someone must step in to discipline.

"Imperial Noble Consort…" Jiang Yunchu's words of refusal were not yet finished.

The Imperial Noble Consort gave a faint smile, "Yun chu, please understand an elder's helplessness—wanting the children to stand on their own yet unable to act."

I will go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple tomorrow to keep the late emperor company; these past few years, for the sake of the two children growing up, I haven't gone to see the late emperor in a long time.

Everything in the manor has been handed over to you; the two children—you may hit them or scold them, it's all up to you.

When the Imperial Noble Consort said these words, her heart ached, yet she wore a smile.

Today, all of Jiang Yunchu's conduct and every word she had spoken were transmitted word-for-word to the Imperial Noble Consort's ears; only then did she finally make up her mind about this decision.

As long as I am here, Yun chu cannot manage, nor is she allowed to manage.

Only after I leave will Yun chu be able to keep her household's little devil king in check.

What sort of disposition Yun chu has—even if she doesn't say it, it can be seen at a glance; from the moment she entered until now, all her actions make it roughly clear.

"Grandma, you don't want Moer and my little sister anymore?" Ning Hanmo really burst into tears, his whole self dazed, not knowing why this would happen.

Jiang Yunchu glanced at the Imperial Noble Consort, then at Ning Hanmo, and said, "I can do anything."

"Yes." The Imperial Noble Consort not only said it verbally, she also wrote a note and even handed over her personal jade tablet, all together given to Jiang Yunchu.

Seeing the jade tablet is like seeing the person herself.

This jade tablet was bestowed by the former emperor's final Imperial Edict before his death, and it carries special significance.

"Fine, I accept." What could Jiang Yunchu do if she didn't agree? The system kept urging her.