Lu Yanling was so moved that she cried, and Aunt Yao always said that the young master's wife was simply a living Bodhisattva.

"Please save me!" Lu Yanling cried before she could even speak.

Jiang Chuwei waited quietly for her to speak.

Donghua filled the teacup: "Speak nicely, and our young lady will definitely lend a hand if she can."

"It's my mother, she's going to... to take me..."

Lu Yanling was embarrassed.

"You all go out first," Jiang Chuwei instructed.

Chunqin led her people out to wait.

"Speak, now it's just the two of us, there's nothing to be afraid of."

“My mother wants to marry me off to Zhang the butcher on the street as his second wife,” Lu Yanling sobbed uncontrollably.

"What?" Jiang Chuwei asked incredulously.

A young lady from a noble family marrying a butcher as his second wife—is Chen doing something inhuman?

Jiang Chuwei asked, "Does the Marquis know?"

My mother said that if I told my father, she would sell my aunt off. She added that even if my father found out, he wouldn't care.

Why?

"The butcher promised my mother a dowry of three thousand taels."

Three thousand taels is the maximum price a noble family would pay to marry a concubine's daughter.

Butcher Zhang has really lost a lot of money.

No wonder Ms. Chen was tempted.

The Marquis's mansion is currently in dire need of money to cover its deficit.

She could get the same price by marrying a concubine's son from a prominent family, but Chen Yulan hated the Marquis's concubine's sons and daughters, so how could she let them live a happy life?

Lu Yanling could fetch a good price, so of course she would choose this Butcher Zhang.

This man is about the same age as the Marquis. Chen has really done something terrible!

"Don't cry, there's always a way."

Jiang Chuwei's mind was racing.

She tried to sift through her memories of her previous life for any clues that might be helpful.

Upon hearing that Jiang Chuwei was willing to help, Lu Yanling knelt down again: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"

Jiang Chuwei pulled her up: "If you call me sister-in-law, I will naturally help you. Don't be too hasty. Don't leave your own courtyard these days."

"Why won't you come out even when your mother calls you?"

"Just keep faking being sick!"

There is currently no better solution.