Yan Ning couldn't help but look at Yun Wan, thinking about her daughter's lowly fate. If she hadn't been born into the Fucha family and had the status of a legitimate daughter, what would her daughter's life have been like?

After staring at Yunwan for a while, Yan Ning became suspicious. Chen Shi had found a wet nurse for Dexuan, so why was Yunwan also entrusted to her for nursing?

Yan Ning smiled and stared at De Xuan and Yun Wan, casually asking, "Where is 'Nanny' Zhao?"

Seeing that she could no longer hide the truth from Yan Ning, Lan Xiang had no choice but to kneel down and report with a troubled expression: "The old lady said that if the madam does not explain clearly what she asked, the young master and young lady will no longer need to stay at Jian Gong Zhai after they have completed their maternity leave! Since the young master and young lady are not the legitimate wife, they do not need to be pampered."

Yan Ning's smile froze on her face, her anger and resentment making her voice rise, "De Xuan and Yun Wan are descendants of the Fucha family! Does the old lady intend to starve them to death?!"

All the servants in the inner room knelt down, carefully observing Yan Ning's expression.

Jiangongzhai was heavily guarded by the guards that Fulongan brought from the princess's residence. All the letters that Yan Ning wrote to Fukang'an were thrown into the stove by Fulongan unopened.

The old lady felt sorry for Dexuan and Yunwan and tried several times to have Zhao continue to breastfeed Yunwan, but Fulongan stopped her each time.

He frowned deeply and said in a low voice to the old lady, "If Mother doesn't suppress the news that Yan Ning has given birth to twins, Third Brother, whether he is happy or worried, may return to the capital on his own! Mother is not unaware of Third Brother's feelings for Yan Ning. Once Third Brother returns to the capital, you will no longer be able to touch Yan Ning in the slightest! In other words, it's not just Yan Ning who is suffering and worried about De Xuan and Yun Wan!"

Upon hearing this, the old lady gripped the jade prayer beads tightly in her hand. For Fukang'an's sake, she had to harden her heart. Exhausted, she took Li Mama's hand and returned to the inner room. Reaching the curtained area, she sighed and told Fulong'an, "Tell Chen to make sure Dexuan is well cared for! If anything happens to Dexuan, I will not forgive her!"

Fulongan bowed to the old lady's retreating figure, "If Dexuan's identity remains unchanged, your son will certainly protect the flesh and blood of the Fucha family!"

Dark clouds hung low, and the autumn twilight carried a chilly air. Yan Ning leaned against the warm couch, looking at her two children, the bitterness in her heart turning into a faint smile on her face. Even if the Fucha family could no longer tolerate her, she had her own flesh and blood now.

Zhu Xiang, Ju Xiang, and Lan Xiang stood beside Yan Ning. Seeing the sorrow on her face turn into a faint smile, they couldn't help but feel relieved as well. For a whole month, Yan Ning could only show a faint smile when she saw De Xuan and Yun Wan.

The two children cried loudly from hunger, but Yan Ning, still recovering, was unable to feed them. The old lady had only left one wet nurse at Jian Gong Zhai, so Chen Shi was simply unable to feed the two children. Yan Ning looked at Yun Wan, who was crying so hard she was almost exhausted, and the faint smile on her face quickly turned into tears.

Although she instructed Chen to feed the two children equally, Yunwan's cries were always much weaker than Dexuan's. This reminded her from time to time of Chen's recent remark that daughters were considered to have lowly lives.

Juxiang went to the small kitchen stove to get the rice porridge she had prepared for Yunwan. Although the rice porridge was delicate, she dared not feed it to the child who was about a month old for too long.

The beaded curtain on the main room door rustled, a subtle movement, but to Yan Ning, whose heart was filled with anticipation, it was a tremendous noise. Peng's graceful figure lifted the curtain and entered. She saw Juxiang and Zhuxiang feeding Yunwan rice porridge in their arms, and couldn't help but frown. "Even a poor family wouldn't want their child to suffer. This huge Fucha mansion can't even accommodate two infants?"

Recently, the old lady allowed Peng to visit Yan Ning again. Yan Ning knew in her heart that she only wanted Peng to act as an intermediary and persuade her to explain the situation clearly. The old lady was already convinced that she had an affair with Heshen. No matter how airtight her excuse was, the old lady did not intend to believe her, given the heavy guards outside the courtyard gate.

Since the outcome is the same whether she speaks or not, why should she trap herself in this situation? It would be better to say nothing at all.

Yan Ning's expression remained indifferent, her eyes lowered, refusing to look at Peng. "What are you doing here again?"

Peng was not annoyed. Without waiting for Yan Ning's words, she sat down next to her. A corner of Peng's brocade cheongsam caught Yan Ning's eye. It was made by the same hand as the brocade cheongsam she was wearing.

Both were made of white brocade, but when worn by Peng Ruo, they resembled the gently rolling clouds of spring. Yan Ning hadn't looked in the bronze mirror for a long time, and she knew in her heart that her current appearance was probably no longer worthy of the name "beauty that could topple kingdoms."

Peng held Yan Ning's hand again and sighed, "I came here today on my master's orders! And my master, needless to say, sister-in-law should be able to guess who entrusted him! Now that this has caused such a stir in the city, he naturally has to avoid suspicion!"

Yan Ning felt a surge of anger and flung Peng's hand away. "What do you mean by that, Aunt Peng? I don't know! Please go back home as soon as possible!"

Her frilly hairpin slipped from her shoulder, like ink dancing on brocade, captivating Peng for a moment. Regaining her composure, Peng rose to leave, but after a few steps, turned back to persuade Yan Ning, "Your letters are currently being held by Second Master Fu and won't reach Third Master Fu. You must call him back to resolve your and the child's predicament! If you don't deliver them, the Old Madam and Second Master Fu will be anxious to do so as well. Third Master Fu is not easily appeased. Sister-in-law, you should consider this carefully. If Second Master Fu delivers the letters…"