"He should also experience the helplessness and despair. If it weren't for him, my son wouldn't have had his legs broken. He deserves to die, and so does that bitch."

She has two sons, who were raised with her in her arms. The eldest son is the most promising, and the younger son is the most well-behaved and sensible.

It was not enough that that bitch stole her husband, she also crippled her little son. How could this hatred be absolved? Only when both mother and son were in despair and pain, a life worse than death, would it be enough.

Mammy stood quietly by and said nothing.

After venting her emotions, Qiao Shu took a deep breath, looked at the nanny, and said sternly, "Wait until that bitch is almost fully recovered, then we can give her a slow-acting poison. We need the kind that will cause an attack on the way."

"This lady wants her to suffer all the way from the moment she leaves home to Qiandeng Town, and then die after seeing that beast. How wonderful it would be."

"Haha, I'm such a kind-hearted person. They should be grateful to me."

The nanny lowered her head and said nothing, so as not to upset the lady.

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Inside Tingyuxuan's room

Yun Wanshu was able to get out of bed and walk a few steps. She felt obviously getting better. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her usually dead eyes brightened.

"Lianxin, you see I'm much better now. Have you packed the things you asked me to pack? Once I'm better, let's leave the Censorate as soon as possible."

"Okay, Auntie, please leave it to me without worry."

The master and servant were talking when there was a knock on the door. They all turned their heads and their faces changed immediately.

Yun Wanshu bowed and said, "Greetings, Master."

Censor Lin stood in front of the door, looking at her with complicated eyes. After a long while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "No need to be so polite. I heard that you're feeling much better, so I came to see you."

"...Thank you for your concern, Master. I'm feeling much better now. I'd like to leave the mansion in two days. Master, please take care of yourself in the future and don't overwork yourself."

"Okay, wait until you go see Cheng He and persuade him. If you have the chance in the future, you should return to the capital. You can be with me and have someone to look after you."

When Yun Wanshu heard this, she felt it was ironic.

How did he drive Cheng He out in the first place? She had begged him so many times, but he had no feelings for her and her son. Now he was saying such things. It was really hypocritical.

She took a deep breath and said softly and obediently: "Yes, I understand, and I will definitely live up to you, Master."

After saying this, Censor Lin stared at her without moving closer.

Yun Wanshu knew that he was afraid. She was afraid that the plague in her body had not fully recovered and would infect him again, but she was also afraid that she would not be under his control after leaving the house.

She clenched her fists and cautiously probed: "Master, I am weak and have a cold. Please don't pass it on to you. If there is nothing else, please go back."

"Madam, please tell the master that I will come back to pay my respects when I am better. I really can't get up now."

Censor Lin nodded and turned away.

Lian Xin and the others walked away and whispered, "Auntie, what does the master mean by this? Why did he come and just say a few words and leave? Is he missing the Second Young Master and wants him to return to the capital?"

"No, it's because Cheng He is old enough. If he returns to Beijing, he can arrange for him to marry a woman who can help the Lin family and pave the way for them."

"Ah, is this what the master came for?"

Yun Wanshu smiled bitterly, with relief in her eyes: "Yes, but I couldn't see through it before. I always thought he cared about me, but he wasted so many years in this backyard."

"Lianxin, I'm tired. I'm so tired. The little bit of affection we had has long been gone after all the calculations."

"Now all I want is for Cheng He to get married soon. I hope I can see my daughter-in-law come home and they live happily together. Then I can die without regrets."

Lianxin looked at her with pity and sniffed in relief.

"Aunt, don't think like that. You were in good health before, but you didn't take good care of yourself during the confinement period. Now that you are with the Second Young Master, you will be happy to be reunited with him and your health will improve."

"You can arrange a marriage for the Second Young Master when the time comes. When he has a child, don't you want to see your grandson?"

Yun Wanshu's eyes flickered. She thought about it so much that her heart ached, but who was Qiao Shu? How could she really let them live together as mother and son?

I'm afraid there are other tricks. I'm satisfied just to see Cheng He, and I don't dare to ask for anything else.

"Well, okay, I'll take the medicine to heal my illness and try my best to hold on until Chenghe gets married, then I'll be relieved."

The master and servant were packing their things, which were actually just banknotes and jewelry. They couldn't take much else.

Yun Wanshu was getting anxious waiting and just wanted to leave quickly to see the scenery outside. It was better than feeling depressed here. She finally waited for the day to leave the house.

According to the rules, a concubine must pay her respects to the mistress when leaving the house. This is the last time, so she must go.

Lianxin helped her walk into the mistress's courtyard. The maids in the courtyard looked solemn and the atmosphere was terribly depressing. They lowered their heads as they walked into the house.

Yun Wanshu knelt down and saluted, coughing occasionally: "My concubine greets the Madam, and I hope the Madam is well."

Qiao Shu sat in the upper seat without saying a word, drinking tea calmly, as if she hadn't heard anything. She didn't know how much time had passed until she saw the person kneeling on the ground, almost fainting, before she spoke.

"Oh, it's my sister. I'm sorry, my eyesight hasn't been very good lately. I didn't see you. You look much better now."

"Mammy, hurry up and serve tea to my sister."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lianxin helped the person up and sat him on a chair.

Yun Wanshu felt a sharp pain in her knees and she held her handkerchief tightly to endure the pain. She was leaving today and she must not anger the lady or something might happen.

There was a teacup on the table: "Madam Wan, try it. This is brewed with Tianshan snow. It tastes very refreshing and delicious, and is very good for clearing your throat."

"Okay, thank you, Ma'am."

Qiao Shu casually asked, "I heard from the master that your son asked you to go to Qiandeng Town. He's really filial. Is he worried that you'll be wronged in the backyard?"

Yun Wanshu's body tensed up, and she said humbly, "Madam, you're overthinking it. I've been in the rear house for many years, and thanks to your care, I can live such a peaceful life."

"How could I possibly be wronged? It's really because I miss my son so much after being separated from him that I want to go and see him."

"Humph, mother and son are separated. This lady and my youngest son are also separated as mother and son. All this is caused by your son."

Qiao Shu stared at her with hatred, as if she wanted to tear her apart.

Yun Wanshu was afraid that she would go crazy again, so she lowered her head and said, "Ahem, Madam, I feel a little unwell and want to go back and rest first."

"Why don't you drink tea? You're not giving me face."

"...How could that be? Lianxin, bring the tea over."

"Yes, auntie."

When Qiao Shu saw her finish her tea, the coldness in her eyes dissipated a little. She waved her hand impatiently and said, "Go, reunite with your son as soon as possible, or you will say that this lady is unkind."

Yun Wanshu lowered her head and thanked her: "Yes, thank you, ma'am. I will leave now."