Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 926 - 915: The Partial Grandmother of the Transmigrated Heroine

Hearing that her cousin, whom she once looked down upon the most, had gotten engaged to the legitimate son of the Minister of Justice, Yang Xiudan felt a pang of jealousy in her heart. She couldn’t help but wonder, are family background and needlework really that important?

She knew her cousin, who was completely steeped in the thoughts of a feudal relic, deeply persecuted by the era, and spent her life striving to marry a good man.

Now she indeed has a good match promised, but is living a life of being virtuous and gentle, enduring a man’s infidelity really happiness?

She had traveled through time, and from a young age believed that once married, one should remain faithful for a lifetime, with no third person coming between the marriage. If betrayed, each should go their own way, never associating with each other again.

Yet she envied her cousin after all. At least her cousin married the person she wanted, while she and the Princely Heir could not be together because of family background.

But it didn’t matter, she had a brother as well, who would also earn a future for her in three years, and her fleet had already set out, surely bringing her the things she desired.

Ever since Yang Shuchen achieved top marks, and even attained the First Rank as the third place, Yang Shuliang felt increasingly pressured. His cousin was only two years older, yet already a designated third place by the Holy Emperor, so what about himself?

Although his sister often said that time wouldn’t betray those who worked hard, he knew where his own aptitude lay. Even if given another two or three years, he couldn’t reach his cousin’s level.

Yet his parents and sister now had high hopes for him, so he could only work harder, not daring to relax for a moment.

When stress becomes overwhelming, it becomes like a tightly stretched string, and if not appropriately relaxed, it will eventually snap. If Yang Shuliang were to share his current condition with Yang Xiudan, she might be able to console him, but being naturally gentle and honest, he prioritized family over himself and chose to bear it alone without speaking a word.

So by the time in the future when Yang Xiudan realizes, it will already be too late.

Three years later, eagerly anticipating her brother’s success, Yang Xiudan was stunned when she heard the news that her brother was carried out before finishing his exam. Despite having done mock exams before and experienced worse conditions, she couldn’t understand why her brother didn’t hold on.

But how could she know? It was precisely the expectations given by her, Yang Yuqin, and Yao Xue Mei, that numerous mock tests had given Yang Shuliang the illusion that he had to achieve top marks.

Sitting in the examination hall, Yang Shuliang was like a frightened bird, the gong and drum sounds in the hall scared him out of his wits. The exam lasted five days, and he dared not relax for a single day, always on edge. Over time, his body naturally couldn’t withstand it, and he collapsed.

Because of Yang Shuliang’s collapse, the Yang Family was in chaos, the only one perhaps happy was the concubine Ruirui.

She held her barely two-year-old son, eyes filled with desire, that old and faded madam was no match for her. The Eldest Lady, Yang Xiudan, would soon marry out in two or three years. If Yang Shuliang fell into despair, wouldn’t the family be hers and her son’s in the future?

However, although she imagined well, Yang Xiudan, who had always been ruthless in managing such a large family, when she saw Ruirui’s gloating face, after her hopes of her brother raising her status failed, how could she let her go as before?

Ruirui died, from a sudden illness, while Yang Shuliang had not yet awoken. Looking at the crying young son and the comatose older son, Yang Yuqin became increasingly silent, smoking her pipe day after day.

Hearing the news that the second grandson was carried out from the examination hall, Ye Qiu sighed heavily. She really didn’t expect this result, after all, in the last life although the eldest grandson didn’t rank high, he did honestly pass the exams, and later through hard work and diligence, he was noticed by his superiors, steadily rising step by step.

This life, is it because the eldest’s family advanced first, giving him pressure? But he doesn’t seem like someone easily influenced by others!

After all, he is her grandson, even if the parents are unreliable, and the sister’s thoughts are intricate, he is innocent. Therefore, in all her years at the capital, for the first time, she went to the second son’s house.

Yang Yuqin looked at his own mother in horror, and Yao Xue Mei was also at a loss. Ye Qiu looked at the frightened little grandson hiding behind the maid, sighing again. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Then she expressionlessly said, "Children are always innocent. No matter how busy, more care should be taken. Second, the mistakes are yours, and now that there’s no mother, you as the father should not let go."

Yang Yuqin followed his mother’s gaze and indeed found his younger son with a fearful, evasive look. His heart tightened, how many days has it been? The once lively and naughty younger son had become like this?

Although in the past due to guilt towards his wife, he paid little attention to this son, seeing him now looking so anxious and seeing his small face thinned in just a few days, he couldn’t help but resent his wife even more.

Yao Xue Mei also felt wronged, her son unconscious, she was more anxious than anyone, how could she care about a son born of a concubine? She wished he would never appear before her again! How could she have known the servants were so fickle?

"Let’s go, take me in to see Shuchen." Ye Qiu watched the couple blaming each other, her disappointment growing, especially at her own son. He didn’t care himself, yet blamed his wife?

She shook her head quietly, the once filial and honest son had changed, becoming a bit unrecognizable.

"Grandmother, you came." As Ye Qiu entered, Yang Shuliang happened to wake, his voice hoarse and gentle.

He looked pallid, lifeless, like a terminally ill patient, his cheeks sunken, but more alarming was the absence of fighting spirit, like an old man on his deathbed.

"Don’t get up, Grandmother just came to see you." Ye Qiu tenderly touched his face, such a good child, how did he get forced to this state?

Feeling her grandmother’s aged palm, for some reason, Yang Shuliang felt an unprecedented sense of peace, at that moment he even wanted to cry.

"You two take the servants and go out." Ye Qiu instructed her son and daughter-in-law.

"Mother..." The two hesitated, puzzled.

"Out!" Ye Qiu ordered sternly.

The couple glanced at each other, looked worriedly at their son, then closed the door with pursed lips.

"You’ve suffered." With no one else in the room, Ye Qiu lovingly stroked her grandson’s hair, tucking in his quilt, "Why push yourself so hard?"

"Grandma." Like a child, Yang Shuliang whimpered, not addressing as the somewhat distant ’grandmother’.