Madam Qin laughed and looked at Sheng Yunrong, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Yunrong, you don't need to worry too much. Fengyun and Huaiyu are just out playing for a while. Although Lingmeng is not compatible with you, she is still capable of taking care of the children."

Sheng Yunrong bit her lip lightly, frowned slightly, but did not answer.

Seeing this, Qin Wenyuan asked with concern: "Yunrong, why do you look so ugly? Are you still angry with me?"

Sheng Yunrong did not answer Qin Wenyuan's question, but turned her gaze to the doctor, who was carefully applying medicine to Qin Moyuan.

After a while, he asked Madam Qin, "Miss Lingmeng, is she really capable of taking care of the children?"

Madam Qin smiled and said, "Yunrong, you still don't believe Ling Meng? Although she is not compatible with you, she has a kind heart and is sincere to the children."

Sheng Yunrong sighed softly and said, "I know, but I always feel a little uneasy."

After a pause, she asked softly, "Doctor, how is Mo Yuan's injury?"

The doctor stopped what he was doing and answered respectfully, "Madam Qin, although the Second Young Master's injuries are serious, he is no longer in danger of death thanks to timely treatment. However, he will need a month to recover. During this period, I suggest that he take daily supplements to nourish his body and take the medicine I prescribed for conditioning."

After hearing this, Sheng Yunrong's worry faded a little, but she still frowned and asked, "Can his body sustain the journey? We plan to go to Jiangnan next month."

The doctor pondered for a moment and replied, "Madam Qin, the second young master's physical condition can sustain the journey, but he needs to be especially careful. During the journey, his diet and rest schedule must be regular, and try to avoid fatigue."

Sheng Yunrong nodded slightly, indicating that she understood the doctor's advice. She looked at the doctor, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes, and then she took out a handful of silver from her sleeve and handed it to the doctor: "Thank you for your hard work, take this little silver, just consider it as hard work fee."

The doctor declined, "Madam Qin, this is my duty. How can I accept your reward?"

Sheng Yunrong smiled slightly and insisted: "If you don't accept it, you look down on me. You saved Mo Yuan, I am very grateful, this little money is nothing."

Seeing that Sheng Yunrong was so persistent, the doctor had no choice but to take the silver and thank her repeatedly.

Sheng Yunrong turned back to the bed and looked at Qin Moyuan who was lying unconscious on the bed, her heart full of worry. She gently held Qin Moyuan's hand and whispered, "Moyuan, you have to wake up quickly, your mother is still waiting for you."

Madam Qin's face was as gloomy as water. She glared at Sheng Yunrong and Qin Moyuan who was lying in bed, and said, "Sheng Yunrong, look at the good son you taught. He is sick and sick, lying in bed all day. Is the foundation of the Qin family going to be destroyed in his hands?"

Sheng Yunrong's face turned pale, and she knelt down to plead: "Mother, Mo Yuan has been weak and sickly since he was a child. I have been taking good care of him, but..."

"But what?" Old Madam Qin interrupted her, her eyes becoming sharper. "Are you complaining about me? Sheng Yunrong, don't forget, you are the wife of the Qin family, Qin Moyuan is your adopted son, and his illness is your dereliction of duty as a mother!"

Sheng Yunrong bit her lip, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "Mother, I know my duties as a mother, but Mo Yuan is a child after all, he needs love and warmth. I am willing to hand over the housekeeper seal, but I beg you not to be too cold to Mo Yuan."

Madam Qin snorted coldly, "Love and warmth? Sheng Yunrong, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? Are you using Mo Yuan to take control of the Qin Mansion?"

Sheng Yunrong felt a pain in her heart, but she held back her tears: "Mother, I never meant that. Mo Yuan is the apple of my eye, and I just want him to live a good life."

Qin Moyuan was lying on the bed, listening to his mother's words, and his heart was in great pain. He tried to hold on to his body and wanted to say something, but in the end he was powerless.

Madam Qin glanced at Qin Moyuan, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, but she quickly returned to indifference: "Sheng Yunrong, do you think I will believe you? I tell you, the foundation of the Qin Mansion is the result of my hard work all my life, and I will never allow it to fall into the hands of others. If you really want to do good for Moyuan, let him recover soon, otherwise, I will never give him a penny."

Sheng Yunrong's eyes flashed with despair. Old Madam Qin was determined and could not be changed. She could only beg, "Mother, please give him a chance for Mo Yuan's sake. If he is really capable, he will prove it to you."

Madam Qin was silent for a while, and finally said: "Okay, I'll give you a chance. But if Mo Yuan continues like this, I can't guarantee that I won't take back the housekeeper's seal. Sheng Yunrong, you take care of yourself."

Sheng Yunrong hurriedly thanked Old Madam Qin, but she felt mixed emotions.

Qin Wenyuan stared at Sheng Yunrong steadily, frowned and said, "Sheng Yunrong, what exactly are you dissatisfied with? Why don't you just tell me directly? Why do you have to pretend to be so hypocritical?"

Sheng Yunrong's eyes instantly turned red when she heard this. She bit her lip, holding back her tears, and said in a trembling voice, "Husband, I'm really not dissatisfied, but... there are some things that I don't know how to say."

Qin Wenyuan's expression eased a little, but he was still a little confused. He pondered for a moment and said, "These past few days, I always felt that something was wrong with you. Although you acted virtuous, I could sense that you were worried. If you don't tell me today, how can I feel at ease?"

Sheng Yunrong burst into tears and sobbed, "Husband, I...I did hide something. I didn't tell mother that Miss Lingmeng was going to come to the mansion."

Qin Wenyuan was stunned and immediately understood Sheng Yunrong's concerns. He frowned and asked, "Why didn't you tell your mother? What are you worried about?"

Sheng Yunrong wiped her tears and sobbed, "I'm worried that when mother finds out, she will think that I'm jealous of Miss Lingmeng and am deliberately stalling for time. What I'm more worried about is that you, my husband, will no longer love me because of this."

Qin Wenyuan's heart moved. He held Sheng Yunrong's hands and asked softly, "Do you really think so?"

Sheng Yunrong nodded, tears welling up again: "Husband, I do hope that Miss Lingmeng will come to the mansion later, so that I can enjoy more time alone with you. I know it's wrong to do this, but I really can't control my mood."

Qin Wenyuan felt warm in his heart. He understood Sheng Yunrong's worries. He gently patted Sheng Yunrong on the back and comforted her, "Silly girl, why are you so worried? I have already said that you are always the most important in my heart. Miss Lingmeng's entry into the mansion will not change my feelings for you."

Sheng Yunrong felt a little better after hearing this. She looked at Qin Wenyuan with gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you, my husband. I know I was wrong and I shouldn't have concealed this. I will tell my mother now."

Qin Wenyuan shook his head: "No, let me handle this matter. Don't worry, I will let mother understand your intentions."

Sheng Yunrong nodded and said nothing.