He could roughly guess what she wanted to do.

In the past, he would have thought she was too ruthless.

But now, he was only afraid of dirtying her hands.

With a grown man like him to take care of things, why should she have to plan everything herself?

Shen Tangning tried to twitch the corners of her mouth, but failed several times.

How could she not know that the child was innocent?

But now that Aunt Fang's child has actually come into this world, she just can't swallow this anger!

She still remembered how, after Shen Ci died, she begged her father to collect his remains, but he was busy celebrating Aunt Fang's son's birthday and dismissed her perfunctorily.

Aunt Fang went even further, stabbing her in the heart with a dismissive tone: "Miss, I know you love the young master, but the mountains are high and the roads are far. Let alone whether we can find him! There are many wild beasts in that area. Who knows, he might have already been carried off by wild animals, and there's no way his body could have been found!"

At that moment, Shen Tangning felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and she wished she could pounce on her and tear her mouth off.

They casually rubbed salt into her wounds, taking pleasure in her suffering.

Her loved ones all met such tragic ends, how could she let them have an easy time?

...

In the courtyard, Shen Chang touched Aunt Fang's belly and asked repeatedly, "Is it really a son?"

Aunt Fang's face was flushed, and she said in a coquettish tone, "Master, how many times have you asked? The doctor said it's definitely a young master!"

"That's good, that's good." Although he said "good," Shen Chang's eyes were somewhat absent-minded.

If you look closely, you can see a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Logically, he should be happy to have a son, but he recently discovered a problem: he has been unable to perform sexually lately.

At first, he thought it was just exhaustion from governing the country and that he would recover after a period of rest. But after a few times, he finally realized something was wrong and secretly consulted a doctor.

The conclusion was that he suffered from a rare disease, which, in short, meant that he would never regain his virility and would have little chance of having children.

Shen Chang found it hard to believe. It concerned a man's dignity, especially since he was only in his forties, the prime of his life!

How could I possibly have contracted such a strange and embarrassing illness?!

He thought the doctor was a complete quack, and angrily chased him away. He then went to see several other doctors, but all of them gave him the same diagnosis!

He still feels incredibly humiliated by the pitying looks people gave him!

Undeterred, Shen Chang sought out many folk remedies and took a lot of medicine, but to no avail. He had no choice but to slowly accept the reality.

Fortunately, Fang was carrying a boy, which brought him some comfort.

Aunt Fang noticed his absent-mindedness, slightly pursed her lips, and said in a gentle tone, "Master, I know I was wrong. Could you please ask Madam to take me back? The conditions on this estate are harsh; how can I possibly find peace to rest and prepare for childbirth here?"

Although the servants here did not mistreat her, this place was worlds apart from the Shen residence; they were incomparable.

Moreover, I've heard that two vixens have come to the manor. If the master develops feelings for them, when will he ever remember them?

Upon hearing this, Shen Chang resolutely refused: "No way!"