Granny Wu felt quite bitter. She felt that her young mistress was thinking more and more out of touch with reality. There were only a few marquisate families in the capital, and some of them were just names. They were nothing like her own marquis. Although he didn't have to attend court every day, he could attend the morning court on the first and fifteenth of each month. Last winter, he was even praised by the emperor in an imperial edict. What family could have such glory? If this were the mistress of another family, wouldn't she have already used this opportunity to reconnect with families she had been close to for many years?

Lady Hou is different. She's always wallowing in self-pity, even though she's over fifty. She still can't understand why a man's heart can only belong to one woman. In the war of marriage, whoever gives more sincerity loses. After all, the Marquis has several concubines, and they're all obedient. Lady Hou should just enjoy the glory that comes with her title as Lady Hou. Why does she keep thinking about such trivial things? Thinking about it seriously, this young lady really doesn't have much of a grand vision.

Granny Wu advised, "Madam, look at what you're saying. Isn't it the Old Madam and the Marquis who call the shots in this mansion? You are the mistress of this house. Even if the Marquis and the Old Madam send things to Hexi, can they bypass you? Besides, the Third Master is just a son of a concubine in the mansion. No matter how capable he is, can he surpass our Heir? This Marquis's mansion will belong to our Heir in the future."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wu smiled smugly and said, "That's right. No matter how capable Third Master is, it's a pity that he was born into the wrong womb. He was born into that slut Zhu's womb. No matter how capable he is, he still came from that slut's womb."

Upon hearing this, Granny Wu sighed repeatedly. This was the matter that Lady Yongning had been agonizing over for over thirty years. Back then, Lady Zhu was the most glamorous young lady in the capital, while Lady Wu was merely a favored youngest daughter of a noble family. Lady Wu had once been ridiculed by Lady Zhu for not being able to compose a poem appropriate for the occasion at a poetry gathering, and Lady Wu had held a grudge ever since.

What Lady Hou hated even more was that after the Zhu family's property was confiscated, the women were sold into prostitution. The Marquis of Yongning, who had sworn eternal love to her, actually redeemed Zhu and brought her back to the mansion as a concubine. He even made Zhu bear a child. This was something Lady Wu could not allow. Someone who had already been trampled into the mud was now coming to her courtyard to annoy her with sweet words. Lady Wu wanted the Marquis of Yongning to send her to the estate, but he had always refused. Zhu was the focus of the conflict between the Marquis of Yongning and his wife.