"Prospering..." Chen Wei smiled movingly at Aunt Zhao... no, Zhao Xiangrong.

She didn't have a real name, because in this era when only the powerful and wealthy could read and write, people would just call her something that came to their mind, like Da Ya or Er Ya, or more often they would just call her Pan'er or Pan Di. They were never just them.

Even a trivial name reveals partiality.

Only when they have a son will parents rack their brains, or save their food rations to buy a few coins, and ask a literate teacher to give the child a name that will bring honor to the family.

Chen Wei suppressed the sadness in his heart and said with certainty: "Zhao Xiangrong, it sounds good. You are even better than I thought. Now you have learned to give yourself a name."

"The future is long. I wish every day will be full of vitality and everything will go as we wish."

"Then Weiwei, can you teach me how to write it someday?"

"Okay! I'll teach you tomorrow."

“........”

Aunt Man looked at this incompatible scene, looked at the smile and cheerfulness on Zhao Xiangrong's face, listened to the beautiful name that was full of meaning and blessings, and she was stunned.

She never knew that the concubine in front of her was of the same level as her, whose heart was full of favor, whose eyes were full of continuation of the family line, and who couldn't even read.

Surprisingly, there will be a day when I will be full of talent and knowledge.

Xiang Rong?

How could she not think of such a good word?

Aunt Man pursed her lips, looked at the two of them with a complicated look, and said nothing more, because at this moment, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Half an hour later.

The three of them quietly left the mansion from the back door. Looking at Zhao Xiangrong's leaving figure, Aunt Man couldn't help but recall the scene when she was sent to the farm.

Thinking back on those hard days, Aunt Man feels despair.

But Zhao Xiangrong's steps were relaxed and unrestrained, as if she was full of hope for the future. Did she really think that life outside was so easy?

When she thought of the unknown Zhao Xiangrong, Aunt Man's dissatisfaction with Chen Wei grew stronger: "Miss Chen, are you happy to see her leave the Marquis' Mansion?"

Shen Wei smiled slightly: "I'm happy."

"you--"

"You really have ulterior motives! You knew exactly how miserable your life would be without the protection of the Marquis' Mansion, yet you still tricked her into taking the blame for you!"

The more Aunt Man spoke, the more indignant she became: "Chen Wei, I know that you were the one who kicked Young Master Dong's foundation, but I don't understand. I don't understand why you don't acknowledge her and insist on harming her?"

"The Marquis has you in his heart and dotes on you. The whole capital knows it. Even if you admit it, what does it matter? The Marquis will definitely protect you."

"But Aunt Zhao... Zhao Xiangrong is different. She's different from you! She's been living in the Marquis' Mansion, enjoying a good life with people waiting on her. This is a wealth and glory that many women can't even hope for."

"After she leaves the Marquis' Mansion, how can a woman live? And she will be labeled an abandoned woman. Which man will dare to marry her in the future? You are destroying her way of survival! You are sending her to her death."

"I don't know what's wrong with Zhao Xiangrong. He can't even see your selfish motives. You just want to drive her away!"

Chen Wei paused in his steps as he was walking back.

She wanted to turn around and tell the series of explanations in her mind.

She wanted to say that enjoying wealth and glory in the Marquis's Mansion might not necessarily mean fighting to death, dying in childbirth, or even dying because of a small matter...

After Xiang Rong leaves, she doesn't necessarily have to marry again.

Apart from getting married, there are other ways to go. It may involve bloodshed and it may be painful, but in this life, we must give it a try, as long as we have no regrets.

But when these words came to his lips, Chen Wei felt that there was no point in saying them.

Aunt Man can't understand, and won't understand.

Chen Wei chuckled lightly with an ambiguous tone and continued walking back: "Whatever you think, I don't care."

"How good could the place Zhao Xiangrong tried so hard to escape from be? It's just a filter covered by years of cognition. Her filter is shattered, but yours is still intact."

"You don't have to live in the Marquis' Mansion to survive, and you don't have to marry another man to rely on. If you jump out of this circle, there will be a new path. If there is no path, then open up another one."

"Auntie Man, you will understand soon. That day will not be too far away. You will see Zhao Xiangrong thriving."

When Chen Wei finished speaking, he had already walked away.

Aunt Man listened to these unrealistic words and sneered disdainfully: "Oh, these unrealistic words again, why don't you marry a man and don't rely on the Marquis' Mansion..."

That’s all I have to say.

Aunt Man paused.

With a glint in her eyes, Aunt Man quickly looked up at Chen Wei's back, then turned her head to glance at Zhao Xiangrong who had already walked away, and murmured in sudden realization: "Wild imagination? Unique?"

"Could it be that the reason the Marquis likes her is because he enjoys hearing words about independence and self-reliance? Should I learn from her?"