Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2616: At Least Three Additional Tutors

Chapter 2616: At Least Three Additional Tutors

“You bad woman, put down my mother’s and sister’s things!” Lu Jinghui shouted fiercely at Lu Junning, pointing at Lu Junning with his slingshot.
Lu Junning looked indifferent, “If I were you, I wouldn’t shoot, because I’m the one in charge of the inner courtyard now. I can easily talk to Father.”
“If you persist in being so disobedient, I will implore Father to procure at least three additional tutors for you. As the sole male heir of the Lu family, it is your destiny to carry on the family name. Therefore, you must surpass all expectations and excel in every aspect to satisfy Father,” warned Lu Junning sternly.
“You…” Lu Jinghui seethed with anger but was unable to voice his objections. The thought of having at least three more tutors was inconceivable to him.
“Jinghui, this matter concerns only your sister and me. Stay out of it,” interjected Lu Mingxuan, aware that they were now at a disadvantage and that Lu Jinghui represented their only hope.
Men should not be embroiled in conflicts within the inner courtyard, even if they are just young boys like Lu Jinghui who was only about seven.
“Sister!” exclaimed an indignant Lu Jinghui.
“Leave.”
Pressured by the thought of having three additional tutors, Lu Jinghui had no choice but to leave the room.
Lu Junning observed his departure with narrowed eyes as if contemplating something.
“Rest well, Sister.” With most of the belongings removed from the room, Lu Junning also took her leave.
Lu Mingxuan clenched her fists. Even if it meant sacrificing herself entirely, she vowed to drag down Lu Junning with her into hell.
She had already reached this point, she couldn’t allow Lu Junning to have a happy ending.
Lu Mingxuan vowed to trample Lu Junning like dirt beneath her feet, solely because Lu Junning was the legitimate daughter and held a position of supreme nobility.
Lu Mingxuan’s heart was filled with hatred.
However, the shift in power didn’t bring any significant changes for Ning Shu. What should have remained unchanged still did, while what wasn’t there before continued to be absent.
Ning Shu stayed in the courtyard, diligently embroidering flowers while occasionally receiving worried visits from Luo Yujing.
Luo Yujing appeared as if the sky were about to collapse, leaving Ning Shu at a loss for words.
Worrying was futile.
Instead of being consumed by such worries, it would be better for Luo Yujing to calm down and focus on embroidering more pieces to sell for some money.
Rather than hoping for a prosperous future with prospective in-laws, it was wiser to save money and ensure one’s own survival.
With funds at hand, one could face whatever challenges come their way.
Ning Shu had no expectations of marriage; therefore, she felt liberated and indifferent—those without desires were less affected by worldly matters.
As she looked at the embroidery in her hands—a lifelike begonia flower. She had only embroidered begonias during this period of time, so her needlework skills had notably improved.
Meanwhile, Luo Yujing seemed to read at an increasingly slower pace. Despite being so young, worry seemed etched on her face. However, who knew what lay ahead in the future?
Furthermore, it would be many years before Luo Yujing reached adulthood—it was too early to fret over things that were still several years away.
Ning Shu became less enthusiastic about having Luo Yujing visit her courtyard anymore due to the constant sorrowful expression on her face—an expression that made others uncomfortable.
In addition to spending time in Ning Shu’s yard, Luo Yujing also made occasional attempts to please Lu Junning, but it appeared quite pitiful.
Everyone was struggling to make a living in difficult circumstances.
In her previous life, Lu Junning had once been the consort of the third prince and managed residence affairs. Later on, she became the empress and efficiently handled matters within the imperial harem.
This one thing slightly improved Lu Yuanfan’s extremely foul mood. At least his decision to have his legitimate daughter manage the rear courtyard seemed to be justified.
Mistress Yun and Lu Yujing no longer enjoyed any special privileges; everything now adhered to the standards set for ordinary concubines and non-legitimate daughters.
The current lifestyle felt uncomfortable for both of them as shifting from frugality to extravagance was easy, but the reverse was not so fun.
The atmosphere within the residence remained calm but carried an oppressive feeling akin to that before a storm arrives.