Aya shuddered and quickly handed the envelope in her hand to her: "Miss."

Sang Rui glared at her irritably, snatched the envelope from her hand, opened it, glanced at it, and her expression changed instantly.

She took the letter, gritted her teeth, and tore it in half. Just as she was about to tear it further, she stopped, unfolded the letter, read it again, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it away.

Seeing her like this, Aya didn't dare to breathe. After being beaten last time, she had been recuperating. When she returned to Sang Rui's place, she found that Sang Rui's temper was even more volatile than before.

In the past, she might have gone back to ask Sang Rui about this situation, but now she doesn't dare let Sang Rui feel her presence at all.

Sang Rui was completely wide awake in bed. She pursed her lips tightly for a long time before slowly getting up and getting dressed.

Aya saw that she had gotten up and quickly came over to help her get dressed and wash up.

After she finished washing up, Aya slowly asked, "Miss, would you like to have breakfast now?"

Hearing this, Sang Rui felt like she had found an outlet for her anger. She threw a comb out of her hand with a snap, and the comb hit Aya directly on the head.

Aya gritted her teeth in pain, not daring to cry out or she would suffer an even harsher beating from Sang Rui.

Sang Rui turned around and looked at her with eyes that seemed to want to devour her: "Eat, eat, eat! All you know is eating! What else do you know how to do besides eat!"

Aya shrank back, not daring to make a sound.

Seeing that she was completely unresponsive, like a dead fish, Sang Rui lost the will to scold her. She glared at her irritably and said, "What use are you anyway! Go and prepare a sedan chair for me."

"Yes, this servant will go right away." Aya dashed out as if she had received some kind of pardon.

After watching her leave, Sang Rui slowly took a cloak from the clothes rack next to her and put it on. She ran into Lin's mother as soon as she stepped out the door.

Madam Lin came to bring her medicine to prevent miscarriage. She could tell something was wrong from Sang Rui's expression. She stepped forward and curtsied to Rui, saying, "Third Miss, it's time to take your medicine."

Sang Rui glanced impatiently at the dark, medicinal soup in her hand and waved it away in disgust: "I'm not drinking it! I'm not drinking it!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, ignoring Lin's mother calling her from behind.

Lin's mother had watched her grow up. Looking at Sang Rui's back, she shook her head and muttered softly, "She really is just like Madam."

As she spoke, she pushed open Sang Rui's door, intending to bring her the medicine.

It was so early in the morning, even if Sang Rui walked, she couldn't go far. By the time she returned, the medicine had already gone cold.

Just as Lin's mother put down the medicine and was about to leave, she saw a crumpled piece of paper lying on the ground at her feet.

Lin's mother sensed something was wrong that very season. She picked up the crumpled paper, opened it, and took a look. Her expression changed drastically.

She didn't care about anything else and ran straight to Furong Garden with the note in her hand.

The First Madam was still fast asleep in bed because she had returned late the night before. When Lin Mama came back, she pushed open the door and went straight in: "Madam, Madam, please wake up! Something has happened!"

The First Madam, annoyed by the noise, sat up and looked at Lin Mama with displeasure: "What is it, Lin Mama?"

Lin's mother was always composed, and she couldn't imagine what could have made her so agitated.

Lin's mother was too exhausted to speak. She gasped for breath and took out a piece of paper hidden in her sleeve...