The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 775 - 737: You’re Absolutely Right

Inside the room, Zhao Xunyin heard the commotion and came out to ask what was going on.

Dou Kou had no choice but to repeat what she said to Lu Xingzhou earlier.

Zhao Xunyin frowned slightly.

Wanwan never lies; if she says it’s an emergency, then it must be an urgent matter.

"Second Uncle, don’t delay, go out and see her quickly," Zhao Xunyin said aloud.

Lu Xingzhou nodded and stepped out of Liufang Courtyard.

Wen Wan couldn’t wait for the servants to report and walked directly to the inner courtyard, meeting Lu Xingzhou and his wife at the Hanging Flower Gate.

"Father, Mother."

Seeing her hurried manner, Lu Xingzhou asked, "Wanwan, what’s wrong?"

"I have something to tell you."

"Come inside!" Zhao Xunyin came over and pulled her.

The family of three sat down in the East Warm Pavilion of Liufang Courtyard, Zhao Xunyin personally poured tea for Wen Wan. Wen Wan didn’t have time to drink but looked at Lu Xingzhou, "Father, I heard from Third Son that you’re leaving in five days, is that right?"

Lu Xingzhou nodded, "The Emperor personally ordered it. The food and grass will be sent ahead early tomorrow. I will then go to West Mountain Camp to muster the soldiers, departing in five days."

"Father, I..." Wen Wan stammered, "I feel there is danger in this journey."

"Ah?" Zhao Xunyin looked at Wen Wan, surprised, "What kind of danger? Could there be an ambush?"

"It’s not an ambush." Wen Wan bit her lip. She had thought about confessing her unknown abilities to them on the way over, but upon seeing them, she dared not speak, fearing she’d scare them or that they’d see her as a monster.

"Not an ambush, then what?"

"It’s... it’s a plague." Wen Wan lowered her head, not daring to look directly at her parents, "Father is very likely to contract the plague."

She didn’t see clearly how he might contract it; she only knew that Lu Xingzhou would die in the Northern Border due to the plague.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingzhou and Zhao Xunyin were stunned for a moment.

Zhao Xunyin asked her, "Wanwan, did you have a dream last night? Don’t worry, dreams are always opposite, which means your father’s journey north will be smooth."

"It’s not a dream, it’s real..." Wen Wan suddenly felt helpless.

Zhao Xunyin touched her head, "Don’t be afraid, I’ll have someone send calming incense to your home, light it before sleeping, and you won’t have those dreams again."

Wen Wan struggled internally and finally spoke, "Do you believe I’m able to see some events that are about to happen?"

Lu Xingzhou and Zhao Xunyin were again taken aback.

Wen Wan looked sincere, "I’m not lying. When I fell into the ice hole at the age of three, I got sick after being rescued. I burned my throat, forgot everything, but gained an ability to see bad things related to me, and those events always happen."

This kind of explanation was indeed too shocking.

Therefore, even though they were her biological parents, Lu Xingzhou and Zhao Xunyin couldn’t accept it for a while.

"Wanwan, are you sick?" Zhao Xunyin said: "Mother will have the household doctor take a look at you, okay?"

"Mother, I’m not sick." Wen Wan proactively pulled her hand and put it against her own forehead, "Please believe me, besides me, Third Son and my mother-in-law also know about this."

"They also know?" Zhao Xunyin was even more surprised.

"Hmm." Wen Wan nodded, "My mother-in-law was more accepting because back then, she agreed to let Third Son marry a mute because she went to town and had someone match our Eight Characters. The fortune teller said I could bring prosperity to Third Son. Later, when I told her about my ability, she was shocked too, but soon accepted it. After that, wherever Third Son went, she insisted that I accompany him, saying that as long as I’m there, I could suppress the bad luck on Third Son."

"So, Third Son’s smooth journey to the Capital is entirely because of you?"

Song Wei was so unlucky when he was young; Zhao Xunyin learned about it during the three years at the Wen family. He was someone whose words needed careful consideration for fear of accidentally scaring himself to death.

Running into Song Wei in the Capital more than ten years later, Zhao Xunyin didn’t think much of it, just assumed he had turned his luck around, but unexpectedly, the turning point turned out to be Wanwan?

Zhao Xunyin still couldn’t digest the fact that her daughter had superpower.

To make her parents believe, Wen Wan had to recount the events that happened before and after she married Song Wei. Upon hearing that Mrs. Zhou almost sold Wen Wan to be someone’s concubine in the town, Zhao Xunyin’s face suddenly turned solemn, "Did that foster mother really plan to do that?"

Back then when she left, Wen Guangping clearly promised to use that money to raise Wanwan properly.

He was forced to marry Mrs. Zhou. She could understand; he was afraid of exposing her identity and didn’t touch those pieces of jewelry. She had no grounds to blame him for letting Wanwan suffer so many years of hardship with him. But how could he let Mrs. Zhou treat Wanwan this way?

Noticing Zhao Xunyin was unhappy, Wen Wan hurriedly said, "Later, when I gave birth to Jinbao, she served me for a month. During that month, my mother-in-law and second sister-in-law were basically idle, occasionally coming to sit and chat with me. She changed the baby’s diapers and washed the soiled ones herself. She also taught me a lot about raising children. I saw she was sincerely trying to apologize, so I didn’t hate her as much."

Speaking, Wen Wan glanced at Zhao Xunyin’s expression, "Mother, the focus now isn’t this, but whether you believe in the matter of father going to the Northern Border battlefield. Do you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xunyin regained her composure from her anger, looked at Wen Wan with a gaze filled with tenderly indulgent laughter, clearly already believing her, but still had some questions, "Wanwan, you couldn’t be wrong, could you? How could something as serious as a plague occur to your father so unexpectedly?"

"I’m puzzled too!" Wen Wan shook her head because she couldn’t see a more detailed picture.

Lu Xingzhou was deep in thought.

Wen Wan said, "Father, why don’t we let the military doctor stay close by you at all times? So if there’s any special situation, he can promptly alert you; otherwise, mother and I won’t be at ease."

Lu Xingzhou nodded, "That’s fine." He then smiled and ruffled his daughter’s hair, "You suffered those years."

"No suffering." Wen Wan’s eyes curved, "Though I couldn’t speak, no one could bully me. I just missed mother so much. Every time I visited her grave, I wanted to see what she looked like."

Zhao Xunyin said nothing.

Wen Wan knew she had suffered from severe depression during the years she first returned to the Capital and feared she might be overthinking, rubbing her head against her shoulder, "It’s better now, being able to see her every day. By the way, mother, many people outside say we look alike and praise you for maintaining yourself well. When we stand together, we don’t look like mother and daughter, but like sisters!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xunyin couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

Wen Wan saw Lu Xingzhou quietly give her a thumbs-up.

Wen Wan raised her eyebrows and continued spinning topics, trying to disrupt Zhao Xunyin’s thoughts, "Didn’t mother want me to visit Uncle? How about tomorrow? Our family of three can go; Uncle will surely be happy."

Zhao Xunyin was moved, "Alright, Wanwan has grown up and has her own opinions. Whatever you say, your father and I will follow."

...

Wen Wan returned to her own residence and first went to the West Wing but didn’t see Qi Bao. Upon inquiry, she learned the old woman had taken her to Rong’an Hall.

Wen Wan then ran to Rong’an Hall and, upon entering, saw Granny Song holding her granddaughter, saying something with a face full of smiles and creases.

"Mother, what’s making you so happy?" Wen Wan walked over and sat down.

Granny Song glanced up at her, "Your second brother got promoted at the government office."

"Is that so?" Wen Wan handed the rattle drum on the table to Qi Bao while asking, "What position did he get promoted to?"

Granny Song said, "When he first started, he was just a small constable. In only a year’s time, he’s been promoted to arrest officer."

"Is that so? That’s wonderful."

"It’s all because of Third Son’s face that the government office promotes him like this." Granny Song snorted lightly, "I’m happy for Third Son."

Wen Wan’s mouth slightly twitched, this old woman was always so proud. If you’re happy, just be happy. Second Brother’s progress is a good thing, isn’t it? No need to hide it, if you’re glad your son progressed and made something of himself, who can laugh at you?

Granny Song saw her looking like she couldn’t hold back laughter, and her old face fell, "What are you laughing about?"

Wen Wan said, "I was just thinking, according to your logic, shouldn’t you be happy that Third Son married such a good wife like me?"

Granny Song was struck speechless and, after a moment, coughed to cover herself, "I was the one who matched your horoscopes."

"Alright, as long as you’re happy."

Wen Wan took Qi Bao from her arms and pressed her forehead against the little one’s, "Baby, are you hungry?"

Qi Bao sat on her mother’s lap and made two "oh" sounds.

Granny Song watched her, "I heard from Yun Xia that you went to your parents’ place?"

Wen Wan nodded, "My father will be leading troops to the Northern Border in five days. I had a bad feeling, so I went specifically to tell them."

Granny Song’s eyes widened, "Do your parents know?"

"They don’t know, I struggled greatly to explain before they reluctantly believed me." Saying so, she didn’t forget to praise her mother-in-law, "You understand me better; as soon as I mentioned it, you believed."

Granny Song refused to admit that when Third Son said the same thing years ago, she thought her son was just trying to make her happy. She sat more upright, posing as a stern mother-in-law, "Of course, you wouldn’t find a mother-in-law like me even if you searched with a lantern."

Wen Wan: "...You’re right about everything."