[1] Transmigrated Into a World of Villains

Concubine Xin, who had been weeping, stopped crying abruptly.

"You little brat, who do you think you are to come to my house asking for donations?"

Di Hongluan: "..."

She held back her frustration and forced a smile. "I've brought a gift for you, Great Uncle."

Without waiting for permission from the Great Uncle or Concubine Xin, Di Hongluan instructed her maid to unveil the painting.

"Great Uncle, this is a gift for my little uncle. He's of age now, and it's time he got married. I carefully selected this painting, which suits him perfectly," Di Hongluan said with a smile.

The Great Uncle's eyes fell on the four bold words written on the painting: "A Joyous Union."

A child-blessing painting for a joyous union!

The Great Uncle was nearly apoplectic. This was blatant mockery of the Duke's household! Was his son supposed to marry a man? Joyous union, my foot! They'd become the laughingstock of the entire empire.

Fury surged through the Great Uncle. Concubine Xin, who had just managed to calm down, was once again enraged by the sight of the painting.

How could her son, Huan'er, have a child with another man?

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"You wretch! You wretched child!" Concubine Xin cried louder, and the already enraged Great Uncle glared at Di Hongluan with a fury that knew no bounds. "Get out! Get out now!"

Di Hongluan: ??

What's wrong with the Great Uncle? Is he mad?

"Great Uncle, don't you like this painting? Older people and younger people often have different tastes. Why not let Uncle Zhao Huan take a look? He might like it. The meaning behind it is so wonderful. I know you've driven Uncle Zhao Huan out, but there's no such thing as an overnight grudge between father and son."

Is this about an overnight grudge?

This concerns the family's lineage and the Duke's reputation!

"Are you refusing to leave?" The Great Uncle, unable to contain his anger, grabbed a broom and chased Di Hongluan and her painting out of the house.

Standing outside the Duke's mansion, Di Hongluan was shocked.

She's the protagonist!

She has the protagonist's aura!

How dare this old fool chase her out?

...

Meanwhile, Di Zian and Ah Bao had arrived at the Wen Residence.

This residence belonged to Concubine Hui's family—a wealthy and prestigious household.

Ever since Wen Qingyuan was imprisoned, Madam Xu had been bedridden for months after being beaten. Recently, she had just started walking again.

With the Wen family's only son in trouble, Madam Xu was now considering having another child. She couldn't rely solely on her daughter; she needed another child, no matter what.

"What's that smell?" Di Zian sniffed the air, catching a strong whiff of medicinal herbs in the courtyard.

Minister Wen came out to greet them, quickly explaining, "Oh, it's the Seventh Di Ziand Tenth Princess! My wife has been feeling unwell, so she's brewing some medicine in the courtyard."

[Ah, Madam Xu is taking some potent medicine in hopes of having another child for Minister Wen.]

Di Zian almost stumbled, nearly tripping over the doorstep.