The Third Lady couldn't bear to see her child being influenced by her.

She should be grateful to the King of Ying for coming here to completely eliminate all possibilities of her going back to her husband.

"What happened to Aunt Yuan?" Jiang Ruohua kept writing, and said casually, "Is she sick? Or what?"

This Aunt Yuan was from the Third House, and gave birth to a concubine's daughter for her Third Uncle, named Jiang Ruoqi. The concubines in the Third House were not like flowing water, but like dripping water. If one died today, another would be replaced tomorrow. Her Third Uncle had many women, and the Third Lady seemed generous enough to let him take them in one by one, but none of them gave birth to a concubine's son for him.

The Daqi Dynasty has a rule that only when there is no legitimate son in the family, or the legitimate son is mentally retarded and sickly and cannot bear the heavy burden of the family business, can a bastard son be chosen as the heir. The Third Madam is very clear-minded, and it is also because her legitimate son was weak in the womb and has been taking medicine like water in recent years. The Third Madam is afraid that her husband will inherit the Duke's Mansion in the future, but her son will give way to the bastard son.

"Pregnant." Huachan said two words, and Jiang Ruohua immediately understood why Aunt Yuan died without saying a word in the dream.

Aunt Yuan is pregnant, and it is most likely a boy.

"Does the Third Madam know?" Jiang Ruohua asked.

"I walked quickly, so it should not be here yet." Hua Chan said, "When I brought the doctor over, Aunt Yuan looked very upset. She should be happy to have the Third Master's child."

"It's a happy thing if the baby is born, but it's bad luck if the baby is not born." No one would blame the aunt for not taking good care of her, or for the child being weak, or for the aunt being lowly. If the aunt can't have a baby, they would only blame the aunt for being useless, bad luck, and not having the blessing to have a child from the master's family. Such words are common in the Duke's Mansion, especially in the Third House.

It is also the reality of the rich and powerful.

"This is a good thing." Jiang Ruohua thought for a while, "She wants to keep it a secret, but how can she keep it a secret?"

Hua Chan said, "Miss, are you saying that Aunt Yuan doesn't want people to know that she is pregnant? But I saw it clearly at that time. The medicine bag that the little girl dropped on the ground was mostly tonic medicine."

It doesn't look like she doesn't want this child.

"It's not that I don't want this child." Jiang Ruohua's hands were a little sore, so she put down the pen and rubbed her wrists gently, "I just want to keep it a secret for a while and not let the third lady know. Aunt's status is low, but if she can give birth to a son, she can be happier in her later years. But the third wife's legitimate son is weak, and the third lady will never let Aunt give birth to a bastard to threaten her own son."

"I understand." Hua Chan nodded, "Miss, do you want to do Aunt Yuan a favor?"

"She can't do anything. The Third Madam is also from a famous family. It's impossible for Aunt Yuan, a helpless concubine, to replace the Third Madam." Even if the Third Madam died, the Third House would only welcome a new mistress, and would never allow a concubine with no foundation and low birth to be promoted to the position of madam. Essentially, Aunt Yuan could not solve her lifelong misery no matter what she did. Even if she really did what she planned and risked giving birth to a son in secret from the Third Madam, the son might not grow up safely. Moreover, he must have a promising future to make her life better. A bastard's son could not inherit the family business. Under the constant suppression of the Third Madam, how could it be so easy for her to become successful on her own?

However, who says that some things are better done today than tomorrow? Jiang Ruohua stretched her back and said, "It's not like I'm doing a favor. If Aunt Yuan is smart, she should know that I can't help her give birth to a child for nothing."

She didn't expect Aunt Yuan to do anything. After all, she was just an aunt. But once the boy in her belly was born, it would distract the Third Madam's energy. No matter how powerful a person

is, it's impossible to do many things at the same time and still do the best. "Prepare some supplements. Let's go tomorrow when the news spreads." Jiang Ruohua was not in a hurry. Even if she knew that Aunt Yuan was pregnant, the Third Madam would not take action immediately.

"For now." She lowered her head and sighed, "We still have to finish copying this scripture first..."

She didn't like copying books, just like military generals never like civil officials who talk nonsense.

But there was no other way. After waking up from the dream and realizing how powerful he was, she had to calm herself down and learn a hard lesson. People always have to grow up.

"I'll help the young lady grind the ink." Yinqiu smiled, "The young lady is much calmer than before. In the past, when the teacher punished you to copy books, you were reluctant from the bottom of your heart." "

Now you are reluctant but there is nothing you can do." Jiang Ruhua smiled and joked with the two maids, "Now I understand. I always felt that something was wrong with my life, but I couldn't put it into words." "

...The Third Madam is not your biological mother after all." Yinqiu ground the ink slowly and couldn't help saying, "If the madam was still here, maybe you wouldn't have to suffer these grievances."

Thinking of what the young lady said when she came back from breaking off the engagement after beating the King of Ying that day, Yinqiu realized what the Third Madam was like. A Third Madam and a King of Ying were not good people. Poor young lady almost...

"Miss, you said before that the third branch is after the wealth and glory of the entire Duke's Mansion. But if that's the case, why would they target you like this? Your madam died early, and the general never took a concubine. I may be presumptuous to say this, but in my opinion, this Duke's Mansion will eventually fall into the hands of the third branch, right?"

Yes, even the little maid could see it clearly. But she was hidden so well in the dream. Thinking of this, Jiang Ruhua gritted her teeth slightly.

"Desires will be infinitely magnified." Jiang Ruohua raised her eyes, "After getting a little, I want more. I always feel that the next one is just around the corner, and I always feel that the next one will definitely be obtained. The Duke's Mansion is a big family with a lot of wealth. How can they wait for my father a hundred years later?"

The third wife was too greedy. Jiang Ruohua took a sip of the teacup and said slowly: "What's more, my mother is from a royal merchant family. Her dowry is rich, but the third wife can't touch it. As long as I get married, I will take it away intact."

How can the third wife not be jealous of these? The high-ranking officials in the capital may not be rich, but the royal merchants must be rich and powerful. Almost half of the money and treasures of the Duke's Mansion are the mother's dowry.

Seeing the two maids' surprise, Jiang Ruohua softened her expression: "Guess what you two are thinking, why the Third Lady would use such a treacherous method to make me lose face in front of the King of Ying?"

"To prevent the young lady from marrying well?" Hua Chan frowned, "But the King of Ying is not a good match. What's wrong with the young lady? Even if he doesn't like her, he doesn't have to treat her like this. Can everyone in this world look the way he likes?"

"Yes, we learned to read from the young lady, and we understand the principle of seeking common ground while reserving differences. The character of the King of Ying is really just like that." Yin Qiu also echoed.