Such a seemingly comforting remark gave him a glimmer of hope.

Gu Jiangli seems to possess a kind of magic that makes people trust her.

"Alright, then Your Highness, please give me a child."

Gu Jiangli then asked, "What if I get pregnant and Lan Shuang still has ulterior motives?"

Prince Yu's eyes darkened. "I will not let this go easily."

Gu Jiangli hadn't heard Prince Yu refer to himself as "this prince" for a long time, so it seemed he was being sincere.

She was very satisfied with Prince Yu's attitude.

For a while afterward, Lan Shuang didn't cause any major disturbances.

Lotus said that Lan Shuang either rests in her room or copies books in the ancestral hall every day, and she is very obedient.

————

Ancestral Hall of the Prince's Mansion.

Lan Shuang gritted her teeth, her face stern, and diligently copied the medical book.

Beside the table, a little boy stood on a chair, laboriously grinding ink for his mother.

Lan Shuang's hand ached from copying, but she was unwilling to stop. Instead, she wrote with increasing force, and the characters she wrote became more and more illegible.

"Mother...take a rest, Yu'er's hands are sore from all the friction."

Lan Shuang stopped writing with a bitter face and hugged the child in her arms.

"Yu'er, my hands are sore too, but do you know why I'm copying this useless stuff day and night?"

The boy tilted his head and said:

"Yu'er knows, it was Uncle who asked Mother to write it. Yu'er also hates writing, and Mother must hate writing too!"

"Yes, Mother hates him too, Yu'er. Uncle is no good uncle. He deliberately found an annoying teacher who hits your palms every day and makes Mother copy these incomprehensible books day and night."

"My uncle is so awful!"

"Yes, Yu'er, but there are people in the Prince's mansion who are even more despicable than him!"

"Yu'er knows, it's that bad woman who spanked Yu'er!"

Lan Shuang's lips curled into a sinister smile. "Yes, it's that wicked woman. As long as we get rid of that wicked woman, Uncle won't treat us like that anymore. He'll treat us as well as before. Yu'er, do you want to get rid of that wicked woman who hit you?"

"Yes!" Yu'er clenched her fists. "Get rid of that bad woman, get rid of the teacher, get rid of everyone who has ever hit Yu'er!"

"Okay, Yu'er is great."

Lan Shuang's eyes gleamed with a ruthless light.

————

Gu Jiangli originally thought that Lan Shuang's life would be more comfortable if she could just copy books in the ancestral hall.

But she didn't expect that there was a bratty kid in the mansion who had been at odds with her from the very beginning.

Prince Yu went out every day and only ate at home in the evening.

Prince Yu exempted her from the meaningless tea service every morning, but she still couldn't avoid having lunch with the mistress at noon.

Originally, Yu'er was a young child and had his own small dining table. But one day, he started clamoring to sit at the table and eat with the adults.

Gu Jiangli knew that the child had no good intentions. She originally intended to sit further away from him, but Yu'er deliberately insisted on sitting next to her.

Then she witnessed just how annoying this brat was.

On the first day, he would secretly smear his saliva on her chopsticks and bowl when she wasn't looking, and only when she discovered it did he not eat it.

The next day, he "accidentally" knocked the soup bowl over onto her. Luckily, the fabric of his clothes was thick enough, otherwise she would have been burned by the soup.

On the third day, after he fed her the rice, he sneezed towards her. Gu Jiangli covered her face with her sleeve to prevent the rice from being sprayed onto her.

He wasn't trying to make things difficult for her; he was deliberately trying to disgust her.

Each time the mistress discovered it, she would only say one thing:

"He's just a child, why are you arguing with him?"

Gu Jiangli sneered; the cunning in Yu'er's eyes was not unintentional.

Gu Jiangli could guess who made him do this even with his toes.

She knew that Lan Shuanglin's eyes were filled with hatred for her before she went to the ancestral hall to copy the text as punishment, and she would not easily admit defeat.

It now seems that Lan Shuang's next card to annoy her is Lan Shuang's son.

"Cough...cough cough..." The child coughed rapidly at her clothes again, intending to spit out the food he had just eaten.

If he succeeds again, Gu Jiangli's clothes will be covered in his vomit.

She suddenly stood up, and Yu'er missed her target, spitting out what was in her mouth onto the ground. She almost fell because she didn't hold onto the table.

The mistress swiftly picked up Yu'er and coldly said to Gu Jiangli:

"What's wrong with you? Yu'er is just a little kid, she almost fell over and you didn't even help her up! How can you be such a respectful elder!"

Gu Jiangli then pretended to squat down and support Yu'er's shoulder.

“Mistress, I am petty and have no manners as an elder.”

What are you trying to say?

"I want to say that if it really was an accident, I could let it go and not hold it against a child, but he has been unintentional so many times that I can only assume that he did it on purpose."

"This is ridiculous! How old is he? Even if he did it on purpose, it's because you hit him before and made him unhappy. What? You want to use the same methods you used on his mother on a child?"

Gu Jiangli waved his hand, "It's not that bad. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

A little kid like him isn't worth her using tricks.

After saying that, Gu Jiangli picked up a bowl from the table, filled it with soup, and pretended to spit into it.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!