Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

"My sister?"

Wang Yuyan was confused. She knew that Azhu was her sister, and after spending time together these days, she also regarded Abi as her sister.

But why did my cousin say they were his sisters?

Under Wang Yuyan's questioning gaze, Murong Fu continued:

"Your father... no, our father."

Murong Fu felt a deep sense of gratitude when he thought about how many daughters of different appearances Duan Wangye had given birth to, and how much they had contributed to their generation.

Of course, there is also the younger generation's appreciation and respect for their predecessors and the older generation of artists.

"Our father, Prince Duan, has so many beautiful women, so naturally he has many children. Just now, he encountered two girls on the road who were being chased by the vicious Yun Zhonghe, and I picked them up on the spot."

Wang Yuyan found it somewhat amusing that her cousin described it as if he had picked up a little duckling or a puppy.

But I still have a lot of curiosity about this younger sister.

I wonder if I'll be as gentle as Azhu, and as quirky as Abi...

Before long, Wang Yuyan heard Murong Fu's voice:

"You've been talking about me all along, cousin, tell me what fun things have happened to you lately."

Wang Yuyan thought for a moment, counting on her fingers, and mentioned that she had raised a few more chicks and puppies, read a few more books, and hadn't had much of an appetite at mealtimes...

It was all just mundane daily life, nothing particularly important. Wang Yuyan started to get bored as she talked; since becoming pregnant, she had lost interest in many things, and even lost her appetite for many delicious foods…

As she spoke, fearing her cousin might get annoyed, she looked up and found Murong Fu resting his chin on his hand, looking at her with a doting smile.

Sometimes, liking something is like that. Even if life is boring, you can't help but want to share it, and you can listen to it with great interest no matter how boring it is.

Wang Yuyan reached out and tugged at Murong Fu's sleeve: "Cousin~"

.......

Before long, it was almost time for dinner.

Murong Fu led Wang Yuyan into the hall ahead of time. He had arranged rooms for Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing in the manor, and had called them out in advance.

Even if we don't know how long these two people will stay in the manor, we should at least introduce them to each other.

In the hall, A'Zhu, A'Bi, the three great retainers (Bao Butong was recovering from his injuries), Zhong Ling, and Mu Wanqing saw Murong Fu leading Wang Yuyan in. The first six greeted him normally.

But Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were greatly surprised.

Mu Wanqing, in particular, already had a bad impression of Murong Fu, and now she said to Zhong Ling:

"I told you not to keep calling people your relatives! You call them 'brother-in-law' so affectionately every day, but do you even know how many wives they have? Don't mistake them all for your sisters!"

Zhong Ling glanced at Wang Yuyan, then at A Zhu. Both of them were looking in Mu Wanqing's direction, their brows furrowed, indicating they were unhappy. So she quickly tugged at Mu Wanqing, telling her to stop talking.

Zhong Ling knew that ever since she found out that Duan Yu was her biological brother, she seemed more cheerful than before, but in reality, she was even more awkward than before when she simply hated men.

Huh? Duan Yu?!

Zhong Ling suddenly realized that the two of them came to Suzhou to rescue Duan Yu from the big monk, but since meeting their brother-in-law... they had completely forgotten about Duan Yu.

Sigh, it's all my brother-in-law's fault for taking me to the night market.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ling secretly glanced at Murong Fu again, wondering when she would go again... Hmm, after she found her brother.

Murong Fu knew that Mu Wanqing, influenced by her mother's upbringing and also because of Prince Duan, particularly hated men with multiple female confidantes, so he smiled and said:

"Now there are only two of them, and you have to call them both 'older sister'."

She is my wife, Wang Yuyan, and like you, she is a daughter of Prince Duan. She is older than you, A'Zhu, and Zhong Ling; you can call her Big Sister from now on.

Wang Yuyan gently patted Murong Fu and said:

"Big sister, this sounds awful."

She now knew that the two unfamiliar girls in front of her were her two half-sisters, so she didn't hold her slip of the tongue against them and greeted them with a smile.

"Sister Zhongling, Sister Wanqing."

She only truly cared about her cousin; everything else was secondary.

Mu Wanqing was still in a state of utter shock, her mind churning with countless thoughts:

My life was originally very simple, consisting only of me and my master.

In just over a month, I simply went to Suzhou to kill someone, failed, but met my destined lover. Then, after having a meal with his parents, he suddenly became my brother...

Wait, didn't I come to Suzhou to find Duan Yu? How could I have forgotten about that...?

Sigh, whatever. After this meal, I gained a father, learned that my master is my biological mother, gained an older brother, gained a younger sister named Zhong Ling, and two concubines...

I had just arrived in Suzhou when I ran into another older sister and a brother-in-law I really disliked.

Before we even had a meal, another pregnant older sister appeared... Why did both of my beautiful older sisters marry that man who looks like my father?!

My family is such a mess. Why was I born into such a chaotic family...?

Zhong Ling, on the other hand, was already used to the sudden changes in their complicated family relationships and didn't care anymore.

At first, she and Duan Yu had some feelings for each other, but between teenagers, such feelings come and go quickly.

After learning that Duan Yu was her biological brother, Zhong Ling quickly rationalized it as sibling affection. Now, like Mu Wanqing, she had many more older sisters, which she found quite nice. Her brother-in-law treated her very well, and her sisters also treated her very well.

She'll probably get along well with any nephews or nieces she has in the future, which is much better than being constantly beaten and scolded by her stepfather, Zhong Wanqiu, at home.

Seeing Wang Yuyan greet her, she naturally responded happily, "Hello, Sister Yuyan."

Mu Wanqing seemed to be thinking about something, her expression showing pain and frustration, and she did not respond.

Seeing this, A'Zhu knew that her younger sister, Mu Wanqing, was the most awkward, so she went over to help her up.

Suddenly, Zhong Ling thought of something and said in her clear voice:

"Wait, Sister Yuyan, Sister Azhu, Sister Wanqing... then is Abi also Prince Duan's daughter? Is she my sister?"

They had watched Murong Fu fight Kumārajīva together before, and Zhong Ling remembered Abi's name. At this moment, she suddenly realized that the women in this room seemed to be Duan Zhengchun's daughters.

Aside from the uncertainty about Abi... but since she was with Azhu and called her Abi, Zhong Ling naturally suspected that she and Azhu were sisters, but she didn't know whether she was the older or younger sister.

As soon as Zhong Ling spoke, everyone stared at the little girl Abi. Bao Butong even covered his face with his fan and whispered to Feng Bo'e.

Murong Fu burst out laughing on the spot:

"No, Abi is not Prince Duan's daughter. Her parents are both native Suzhou people."

Everyone responded with an "oh," their attitude unclear.

Abi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But looking at the four beauties before him, all of whom were far more beautiful than himself, he suddenly felt:

I feel like I'm being isolated?