The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1071 - 894: Asking for Trouble

Beijing, Yan Residence.

After returning from Xiliang, Li Xingnian instructed the butler to prepare the goods to be sold in Ganzhou Guard and then arrived at the Yan Residence.

That day happened to be Yan Zhiqiang’s birthday, and the entire Yan Family was at home, including several daughters who had married out and returned for the occasion.

Seeing Li Xingnian, who had darkened several shades, the members of the Yan Family experienced a moment of stunned silence.

Li Xingnian greeted Madam Yan with a smile and then exchanged greetings with Yan Zhigao and Yan Zhiqiang.

Madam Yan, upon knowing that her second brother just returned from Xiliang, quickly asked, "Second brother, is the climate in Xiliang really that harsh? You’ve only been gone for a little over three months, and you’ve become so much darker. Yiyi and the others who have stayed in Xiliang must have gotten even darker, right?"

Li Xingnian smiled and shook his head: "Don’t worry, the climate in Xiliang isn’t pleasant, but Yiyi doesn’t often go out, so it’s not too bad actually."

Madam Yan didn’t seem to be consoled, her brows slightly furrowed.

Madam Yan, on the other hand, was more relaxed than Madam Yan; her granddaughter used to run around in the sun-soaked fields when she was little, and she still grew up to be fair and tender.

Madam Yan asked again, "Second brother, are Yiyi and the others doing well in Xiliang?"

Li Xingnian nodded with a smile: "They’re doing very well." He then handed over the letters brought back by Daohua to Madam Yan, "One is for the Prince Residence, and one is for the Duke Residence. I’ll have to trouble you to deliver these two."

Madam Yan took the letters and sat down next to Madam Yan with the letter from her daughter to the family, both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law eagerly started reading.

Yan Zhigao saw this and did not join them; instead, he inquired about Li Xingnian’s experiences in Xiliang.

Li Xingnian began to discuss the sights and experiences he encountered along the way.

Everyone from the Yan Family listened carefully, and after Madam Yan and Madam Yan finished reading the letters, they also perked up their ears. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Hearing that Xiliang was indeed as barren as rumored, and the presence of bandits as well, they couldn’t help but worry for Daohua and Xiao Yeyang.

Seeing the somber look on the Yan Family’s faces, Li Xingnian laughed and mentioned Daohua’s terracing and buying of a ranch, "That girl Yiyi, I see her as not losing to any man. She can live well wherever she is, so you all needn’t worry about her."

After staying for a while, Li Xingnian headed to the main courtyard with Madam Yan and Yan Zhigao, with others also leaving Madam Yan’s courtyard.

"Originally, I thought our eldest sister married the best among us sisters, but it turns out she’s living the hardest life. With such a desolate place as Xiliang, no matter how euphemistically Uncle Li speaks, it’s not hard to imagine how poor it must be there," said Yan Yile with a hint of schadenfreude as soon as they left Madam Yan’s courtyard.

Zhu Qiyun and Yan Yihuan heard her and furrowed their brows at the same time, just about to scold her when they heard Yan Yishuang’s voice from behind.

Yan Yishuang, with her pregnant belly, came over and looked at Yan Yile with a cold laugh: "Fourth sister, no matter how hard the eldest sister’s life is, she has her husband’s affection. You’re here making sarcastic remarks; you’d be better off worrying about your own matters."

"I’ve heard that the favored concubine recently taken by fourth brother-in-law has won the hearts of the Feng Family Madam and your husband. Just a few days ago, at a banquet I attended, I even heard someone saying that she’s the fourth brother-in-law’s Jie Yuhua."

"Fourth sister, you really are carefree, with your backyard on fire, yet you still have the leisure to gossip here. I truly admire you," she said, casting a glance at Yan Yile’s belly.

"It appears to be for the sake of being sisters, so let me give you a piece of advice: try to conceive a child soon. With a child, perhaps you can establish a firm foothold in the Feng Family."

The concubine that fourth brother-in-law married, whom she had seen at another family’s feast, was a legitimate daughter from an official’s family who had just arrived in Beijing with a fifth-rank position. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had cunning and manipulative tactics—definitely not someone that Yan Yile, with her cluelessness, could handle.

Yan Yishuang didn’t look at the fuming Yan Yile but instead turned to Zhu Qiyun and Yan Yihuan: "Second sister-in-law, elder sister, please talk some sense into our younger sister."

Having said that, she left with the help of a maid.

Watching Yan Yishuang strut away arrogantly, Yan Yile was livid, grinding her teeth and saying, "What’s she got to be so arrogant about? Don’t think I don’t know, there are several women in third brother-in-law’s household too. What right does she have to show off in front of me?"

Yan Yihuan took a deep breath, her words losing their previous gentleness, and said bluntly, "Because her mother-in-law and husband value her, because she successfully conceived the first grandson for the Xue Family, because all the women in third sister-in-law’s household are mere servants. Tell me, fourth sister, which of these have you accomplished?"

Yan Yile was both angry and ashamed, pointing at Yan Yihuan: "Elder sister, even you are belittling me? I’ve already been trying hard, but my mother-in-law just dislikes me, and my husband ignores me. Ever since that wretched woman entered, he’s never visited my room again. What can I do?"

Zhu Qiyun, seeing that Yan Yihuan was extremely agitated, calmed her with her hand and calmly looked at Yan Yile: "Fourth sister, all that you’re suffering now is the result of the seeds you’ve sown in the past. The Feng Family, you chose it yourself, you chose to marry Feng Shuo yourself."

Yan Yile fell silent, with tears swirling in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, neither Zhu Qiyun nor Yan Yihuan felt good.

Zhu Qiyun sighed: "Fourth sister, third sister was not wrong in what she said just now. Don’t fight with that concubine. The most important thing is to conceive a child sooner."

"As long as there is a child, even if the fourth brother-in-law favors that concubine, for the sake of our uncle, he wouldn’t dare to dote on the concubine and abandon his wife."

Suddenly, Yan Yile became irate: "Don’t mention uncle to me. If at that time the uncle and aunt had been willing to step into the Feng Family on my behalf, that wretched woman wouldn’t even have been able to enter the Feng door. All my current misfortunes are their making."

Hearing these words, Zhu Qiyun and Yan Yihuan both felt deeply weary.

With disappointment across her face, Zhu Qiyun looked at Yan Yile: "Fourth sister, even without that concubine, your life in the Feng Family wouldn’t be easy. You should stop blaming others here."

At these words, Yan Yile stared blankly at Zhu Qiyun.

Zhu Qiyun continued: "Fourth sister, the means by which you married into the Feng Family were not admirable. Madam Feng values propriety and is a bit harsh on you, something you should have expected before you entered the door."

"If I were you, knowing that my mother-in-law disliked me, I would’ve behaved modestly and responsibly. But what about you?"

"After marrying into the Feng Family, you fought with the sisters-in-law, rudely talked back to your mother-in-law, and treated the servants in the fourth brother-in-law’s household with punches and curses. With such behavior, which family would like you?"

"Moreover, fourth sister, it’s been almost a year since you married into the Feng Family. Haven’t you realized what kind of person the fourth brother-in-law is?"

Yan Yile bit her lip and said nothing.

Zhu Qiyun went on to say: "You married into the Feng Family with high status, and from the beginning, you should have known his intentions for marrying you were not pure."

Yan Yile stared straight at Zhu Qiyun: "If uncle was willing to help my husband obtain a position with real power, he wouldn’t have treated me like this. After all is said and done, it’s still uncle’s fault."

Zhu Qiyun no longer wanted to speak, turning to Yan Yihuan: "I can’t reason with her. You talk to her." Saying this, she left with her maid.

Watching her sister, who was fixated on blaming others, Yan Yihuan didn’t know what to say, only looking at her worriedly.