From the moment they entered the Sheng Mansion, the old lady's face was icy. She first told Xiao Changdong to go back and see Concubine Xiang, and then went to the main house to see Wang. Just as they reached the gate, they heard a sharp woman's cry: "...Give up! Even if I raise my daughter for the rest of my life, I will never let that bitch have an easy life!" Then Sheng Hong roared: "How else do you want to end it!"
The old lady looked sideways at Hai, who blushed and quickly pushed the maid beside her. The maid immediately raised her voice and announced, "The old lady is here!"
The room became quiet. The old lady and her companions lifted the curtain and went in, passing through the treasure pavilion and going straight into the side room. They saw Wang lying on the bed, wearing a honey lotus-colored underdress and nestled in a gold-thread brocade quilt. Her face was sallow, but her cheekbones were abnormally flushed, obviously she had just lost her temper. Sheng Hong, who was standing nearby, saw the old lady come in and hurried over to pay his respects.
The old lady glanced at him coldly without saying anything. Wang Shi struggled to get up to greet him, but Minglan quickly went over to hold her down. The old lady walked over and said kindly, "Don't get up. Just take good care of yourself."
Minglan secretly glanced at Sheng Hong and his wife, and was immediately shocked. Sheng Hong's temples suddenly turned white, and he seemed to have aged seven or eight years. Wang Shi also looked haggard, as if she had a serious illness. Minglan saw that something was wrong, so she didn't dare to stay any longer. She respectfully bowed to Sheng Hong and Wang Shi, asked them how they were, then bowed and left, going straight back to Mu Cang Zhai.
Wang glanced at Hai, who was standing by her side. Seeing Hai nod slightly, she knew that the old lady had understood the whole story. Tears welled up in her eyes: "Old lady... my daughter-in-law is useless. She said such a shameful thing under my nose! I... I..."
The old lady waved her hand, cutting off Wang's words: "It's not your fault what happened to Miss Mo. There are only thieves who can be thieves for a thousand years, but there's no such thing as a thousand-year defense against thieves. Moreover, she's someone the master loves and values, so everyone should give her some respect. It's not right to control her to death."
These words were laced with sarcasm, and Sheng Hong blushed. He simply bowed his head, not daring to answer. Seeing the old lady speaking for her, Wang Shi covered her face with a handkerchief and cried loudly, "Mother is right! If it weren't for the master, who would have let them do this sneaky trick! And it harmed my son..."
The old lady interrupted her again: "You are not to blame for what happened to Miss Mo, but it is your fault for what happened to Miss Ru! How many families do you want to marry a girl like you? You are always looking for higher ground, and you are always looking east and west. Your mother-in-law loves you so much, but now she is angry with you, and you still don't reflect on your mistakes!"
Wang thought of her loving mother's anger and her sister's betrayal, and her heart ached. She lay on the pillow and sobbed.
Sheng Hong lowered his head in shame and said, "Mother, what do you think we should do?"
Old Madam Sheng still ignored him and said to Wang, "You'd better take good care of her and don't worry about those bad things now. Rulan has just reached the age of marriage, so we can talk about her marriage later." She also instructed Hai to serve her well and then turned around and left. Seeing the old madam's stern face, Sheng Hong didn't dare to say a word and just watched her leave.
As soon as Minglan returned to Mucangzhai, she saw Ruomei leading a group of maids standing neatly at the door to greet her. Minglan smiled and when she entered the room, she saw that the room was tidy and clean, tea was boiling by the door, and on the table was a set of white porcelain cups with colorful paintings that Minglan usually used in spring, with a plate of fresh fruit in the middle. Minglan was quite satisfied and praised Ruomei a few words.
As soon as they entered the house, Danju opened a small box with a smile, took out a light purple silk bundle and stuffed it into Ruomei's hand: "No wonder the gift the young lady wanted to give you is so thick, it really is a good one!"
Ruomei raised her eyebrows proudly, took the things, and said lightly: "I am not good at talking, and I am not as good as my sisters in pleasing the girls. I am left alone to watch the yard, so naturally I have to put in more effort."
Lvzhi, who was busy unloading things from a large box, heard this and couldn't help but jump out to argue again, but Yancao suppressed her. Danju smiled gently and didn't say much. Xiaotao couldn't help but say, "Sister Ruomei, I heard from the young lady that if she kept someone else, he might not be able to look after the yard. You are a stable and reliable person, so the young lady is relieved to let you look after the yard."
Ruomei pursed her lips indifferently, turned around and left, then came in through the bamboo curtains with her small green sleeves, smiling sweetly, "Thank you for your hard work, sisters. Sister Ruomei has already made up your rooms and mattresses for us. Once you finish your work, you can rest up. Sister Ruomei may be a bit talkative, but she's actually thinking about you all."
After hearing this, Luzhi let out a breath and continued to work with his head down. Danju and the others couldn't help but laugh softly.
After cleaning up for the whole afternoon, Minglan finally had some free time. She took a good bath and felt that some of her fatigue had been washed away. She felt a little more relaxed, and then she went straight to Shou'an Hall for dinner.
The old lady's rule was not to talk while eating, so the grandmother and grandson sat down to eat properly. Minglan ate while secretly noticing the old lady's expression. She didn't seem particularly unhappy, but her brows were deeply furrowed, as if she had a severe headache.
After dinner, Minglan drank a bowl of tea. Not knowing what to say to the old lady, she went up to her and gently rubbed her shoulders.
"...You tell me, should I take care of this mess or not?" The old lady spoke slowly, the mist of hot tea filled her face, and she looked bored. Just now, the housekeeper came to report that Aunt Lin was locked in the side room, and Molan asked her to be locked in her own room. Sheng Hong issued a death order, and no one was allowed to see her.
"...take care of it." Minglan blurted out, and seeing the old lady's expression of concern, she immediately added, "But you can't take care of it easily; uh... at least you have to ask father to beg you... well, three times!" The chubby white hand raised three tender fingers.
The old lady rolled her eyes at her and snorted, "Your father has come to beg twice in just this afternoon."
Minglan felt embarrassed, secretly complaining that Father Sheng Hong was too impatient, and laughed dryly, "Then... at least five times." All five fat white fingers loosened.
The old lady sighed and shook her head gently, saying, "Blood is thicker than water. After all, they are our own flesh and blood. Well, we can't just let this matter stand like this. But..." The old lady couldn't help but grit her teeth, "I don't want to fulfill the plans of those shameless people!"
Minglan slowly stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's put things in perspective. Aunt Lin's fault is one thing, and the family's reputation is another. Those who deserve punishment must be punished, and those who deserve redemption must be redeemed."
The old lady closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then said, "That's right."
On the second day, the old lady asked Minglan to distribute all the things she brought from Youyang one by one. Wang was still staying in bed to recuperate. When Hai saw the old lady return home, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt much better and her face was not so ugly anymore. In the afternoon, Minglan went to Taoranju to comfort the victims with fresh osmanthus oil.
Minglan guessed that Rulan was either in the middle of a tantrum, had just lost her temper, or was about to lose her temper. However, the result was unexpected. Rulan was not as angry as expected. Although she was still ruthless when mentioning Molan and her daughter, she was very rational and was in a good mood to ask the maid to describe her behavior.
"She is seeking death herself, and no one else's fault. She chose to make us unlucky!" Rulan said angrily, and then relaxed her brows, "Marriage is destined by fate, and it is given by God. There is nothing to say." It seems that she has no interest in Qi Heng and her cousin Wang, so she doesn't care.
"Fifth sister, you have grown up." Minglan sighed sincerely; then she received a heavy slap on the forehead.
Sheng Hong had a hard time these days. His family had lost face, and his usually strong-willed wife had given up. He had no choice but to ask the old lady for help. He went to see the old lady four times in two days, but each time he was met with cold words before he could even open his mouth. Sheng Hong knew that the old lady had been secretly blaming him for being too soft on Aunt Lin and not exercising proper discipline. Look, now something bad had happened. He deserved it!
On the third day, early in the morning, Sheng Hong went to the old lady again, rubbing his nose. The old lady put her hands in her sleeves, counted the number of slaps on her fingers, and then became a little more polite. Sheng Hong was overjoyed and begged, "My son knows he was wrong. Please discipline me, mother!"
The old lady looked at Sheng Hong quietly, her eyes grim. "I heard that Lin gave you a maidservant, and now you're pregnant? But it's during the national mourning period."
Sheng Hong blushed until his ears turned red. He fell to his knees with a thud, repeatedly saying, "My son is confused!"
The old lady snorted coldly: "No wonder she has the ability to stir up trouble again, it turns out she has won your favor."
Wang treated Sheng Hong like a prisoner, and Aunt Lin was considerate and found him a delicate and beautiful maid, which was exactly what Sheng Hong wanted. But afterwards, Sheng Hong felt very regretful. He always valued his reputation as an official, and this time he was seduced and lost his mind.
"It's all my fault! Mother, please punish me severely!" Sheng Hong lowered his head and knelt in front of the old lady.
The old lady slammed her palm on the table and sneered, "You fool! You don't even know they're being plotted against! Don't you think about it? Did Mo Yazi plan that in a day or two? I'm afraid they've been planning it for a long time, and naturally they had to lure you into a trap first! Make you do something bad so they can control you!"
Sheng Hong's forehead was covered in sweat. The old lady took a few breaths before calming down and said slowly, "Hong'er, do you still remember the conversation you and I had after Aunt Wei passed away a few years ago?" Sheng Hong was startled, then realized, "My son remembers."
The old lady sighed and said, "At that time, I asked you to discipline Lin, but you didn't listen. Today, this disaster has occurred. I said at the time that if the family is not peaceful, there will be no smooth career. Now the situation..."
Sheng Hong was filled with shame and humiliation. As the weather gradually warmed up at the end of May, he broke out in cold sweats and began to hate Aunt Lin. If she hadn't been causing trouble again and again, he wouldn't have been criticized by his colleagues.
The old lady asked sternly, "Do you really want me to take care of you this time?" Sheng Hong kowtowed and said loudly, "My son has no virtue or talent. I have relied on you for guidance over the years. Please, mother, please don't work harder!"
The old lady stared into Sheng Hong's eyes and said word by word, "I'm not just talking this time. I'm going to punish you severely afterwards. Are you willing to do that?" Sheng Hong heard the coldness in the old lady's words, thought for a moment, and said through gritted teeth, "Of course!"
The old lady pressed on, "Even if I kill her?" Sheng Hong considered the stakes involved. Furthermore, his feelings for Lin had faded considerably over the years, so he steeled his resolve and shouted, "That bitch deserves death! Even if I kill her, it would only be a way of atoning for Wei's life!"
The old lady stared at Sheng Hong for a long time, nodded expressionlessly, and said calmly: "I won't take her life, but... I can't keep her any longer."
After dinner, the old lady sent Minglan back. Minglan was cautious and made an excuse to leave Danju in Shou'an Hall so that she could broadcast the live broadcast to herself later.
Old Madam Sheng and Mrs. Hai have different working styles. Mrs. Hai comes from a family of nobility and likes to win people over with virtue, preferably when the other party is convinced and admires her. Old Madam Sheng is the daughter of a noble family, and she always keeps her word and is the most impatient to get entangled with others, but she just makes it clear, I understand, I don't need you to understand.
Sheng Hong and Wang were sitting in the inner room of Shou'an Hall, one at the table and the other on the bed by the window. The couple were both holding their breath and didn't look at each other. Outside, Old Lady Sheng was sitting alone in the main hall and asked someone to bring Aunt Lin and Molan over.
Aunt Lin knelt down tactfully, supported by a beautiful maid in light red clothes. The old lady took a few glances at the maid and saw that she had almond eyes, rosy cheeks, and affectionate eyebrows, but her waist was a little thick. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart; Molan on the other side was much more stubborn. Although she had suffered a lot recently, her dress was sloppy, and her expression was a little listless, she still stood in the middle with her neck held high.
The old lady looked at Molan and spoke slowly, "I won't go into the big talk. I'm sure the master, mistress, and your sister-in-law have already said a lot. I just want to ask you one thing. You can't marry into the Wen family anymore. How do you plan to end this?"
Molan was filled with anger and snorted, "It's just my life, what's the big deal? If you want me to die, I'll die!"
Without hesitation, the old lady shouted, "Well said! Bring it up." Fang Mama came in from the other end, holding a tray in her hand. The old lady pointed at the items on the tray and said, "Here's a piece of white silk and a bowl of arsenic tea. Pick one; it will clear the name of our Sheng family!"
Molan's face turned pale, her stubborn expression failing her any longer. She began to tremble violently as she looked at the white silk and poison on the tray. Aunt Lin cried out in agony and kowtowed, "Grandma, spare me! Molan, kneel down and apologize to Grandma! ... Grandma, please don't do this. This little Molan is ignorant and has angered Grandma. Grandma, for the sake of Master..."
The old lady waved her hand, and with a 'bang', a tea bowl smashed to the ground. She pointed at Aunt Lin and shouted coldly, "Shut up! The thing I regret most in my life is that I let you into the mansion and then into the family out of weakness. Over the years, you've caused so much trouble. I won't argue with you for now, but if you interrupt me again, I will immediately pour this arsenic into your daughter's mouth! You know me well. I can do what I say!"
Aunt Lin grumbled, lowered her head, and looked around for something. The old lady sneered, "You don't have to look for the master. He won't come today. I'll take care of everything."
Aunt Lin collapsed on the ground, looking pitiful, but she didn't dare to speak again. Wang, who was sitting in the inner room, smiled sarcastically and turned to look at her husband, but saw that Sheng Hong didn't move, and she felt much more relieved.
When Molan saw that something was not right, she knelt down quickly and apologized repeatedly, "Grandma, please forgive your granddaughter. I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again. I... don't want to die!" Then she started crying. At the same time, she glanced at Aunt Lin who was kneeling beside her. Suddenly, she remembered her previous plan and said quickly, "My granddaughter didn't mean it. I was confined at home every day and felt really bored, so I went out to burn incense. I wanted to pray for the old lady's longevity and for my father to be promoted. Who knew that thing would happen... How could my granddaughter know! It was just an unintentional mistake..." Molan saw the old lady looking at her with sarcasm and couldn't say anything.
Wang in the inner room was nearly livid. Even at this point, Molan still tried to fool people. Old Madam Sheng outside was also laughing and crying. She slowly said, "Your aunt has been eyeing the Liang family for months. She asked a servant that aunt Lin used to employ to get close to the Liang family's doorman. He found out that Young Master Liang Han was going to accompany your mother to burn incense that day. Then you asked Yunzai, the maidservant next to you, to pretend to be you and lie on the bed. You sneaked out in maid's clothes, dressed up outside, and had Xia Xian harness your carriage... After three beatings, the servants told everything. If you and your daughter don't mind being embarrassed, I'll have them brought in right now and confront you. Humph, you dare to lie like this in front of me! Ha! You're really capable! aunt Lin has always been good at confusing right and wrong, and you've learned it!"
Molan's face was pale as a sheet of paper. She knew that the old lady had found out everything. She fell to the ground, shaking like a sieve.
Wang in the inner room gave Sheng Hong a mocking look, and Sheng Hong felt very embarrassed. In the main hall, the old lady gestured to Fang Mama to put the tray aside before speaking again, "Now that you have a bad reputation, it will be difficult for other good families to talk to you. The Liang family doesn't want you anymore. After doing something like this, have you thought about your future?"
Molan shuddered when she heard this and said loudly, "Madam, you haven't even proposed marriage yet, so how do you know the Liang family doesn't want me?"
The old lady looked at her coldly. "So that's what you and your daughter are planning. But have you ever considered that maybe the other party doesn't even think highly of you? It's always the man's family who proposes marriage to the woman's family. Even if there are exceptions, it's always because the two families have already communicated with each other. If my family proposes marriage and the person returns, how will your father face you?"
Molan wiped the tears from her face and argued, "If Madam Liang likes Minglan, why would she look down on me? How am I inferior to Minglan? Speaking of which, my aunt is much better than her mother!" There was still indignation in her tone.
The old lady laughed wryly and said, "Why do they look down on you? I don't know. I only know that since that day, there has been no news from the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion. Your father tried to spread some rumors, but they fell on deaf ears."
Molan's chest heaved violently, and she gasped for breath. Suddenly, like a drowning person grasping at duckweed, she knelt over and tugged at the corner of the old lady's clothes, begging loudly, "Grandmother, please have mercy on me. Minglan is your granddaughter, and so am I! You've been planning for her all this time, you can't just ignore me! I know I've brought shame to our family and disgusted my father, but there's nothing I can do. Madam hates both of us, mother and daughter, and she wants to eat my aunt. How could she be so devoted to my marriage? I...my aunt and I just want a good marriage, so we won't be humiliated for the rest of our lives!"
As she spoke, tears streamed down Molan's cheeks. Her eyes turned red as she continued to sob, "I'm jealous of Minglan. She's more likable than me in every way. Grandmother likes her, Daddy likes her, my elder brother and sister-in-law like her too. Now she's finally made the acquaintance of an important man, and the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang also likes her! I refuse to accept this, I simply refuse to accept it! Why can she marry someone better than me? Grandmother, now that things have come to this, please grant my wish and pity your granddaughter!"
Later on, Molan fell to the ground and sobbed, her voice choked with sobs.
"How do you want us to help you?" the old lady said slowly.
Molan looked up quickly, as if she saw a glimmer of hope: "Please ask Daddy to ask the Marquis of Yongchang. Daddy has always had a good reputation as an official, and the Marquis will not refuse to give him face! Anyway, Madam Liang was planning to marry into my family, it's just a change of person. Aren't we both daughters of the Sheng family? How am I any worse than Minglan! Please ask Daddy to go, and Madam to go too! If I marry into the Liang family, it will also be helpful to the Sheng family, right? As long as Daddy and Madam are willing to try their best, nothing is impossible! Give me a way to survive!"
In the inner room, Wang Shi was already silently sneering. Sheng Hong clenched his fists in anger, his face turning a deep purple. He had been so cautious in his official career, never making enemies or asking for favors without reason, which had helped him reach his current position. But now he was going to embarrass himself for a concubine's daughter who didn't know etiquette, and there was no guarantee they would even become in-laws. The capital was so small, and if this got out, where would he put his face in the future?!
The old lady looked at Molan, whose face was covered in tears, and glanced at Aunt Lin over there. Her heart gradually turned cold, and she said sarcastically, "Are you saying that if things don't work out, it means that the master and the mistress didn't try their best? That they won't give you a chance to live?"
Molan was startled and lowered her head and said, "Daddy loves me, so he should think about me!"
The room was silent for a long time, with only the sound of the swaying branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside the yard. Sheng Hong in the inner room was so angry that his face turned pale, and his heart turned cold towards Lin's mother and daughter. Seeing her husband so sad, Wang's heart softened.
After a long while, the old lady finally spoke slowly, "You've grown up so big, and everyone in the mansion knows how much your father loves you. You're a concubine's daughter, but you eat, dress, and spend the same as the fifth girl. Even the mistress dares not neglect you, for fear that your father will feel distressed. Compare yourself to the concubines of Aunt Kang's family. You should check your conscience and speak with your heart. Now you actually say such unfilial words! Your father's hard work has all been wasted! The biggest difference between you and Ming girl is that she is optimistic and knows her fate. She knows what to do and what not to do. You say I plan for her, but I plan for you. Are you willing? You always envy the rich and powerful, and that's exactly what I don't like. Alas... never mind, if the mistress doesn't propose marriage, I will!"
When these words came out, everyone in the inner and outer halls was shocked. At this point, Sheng Hong's face turned cold. He felt that even if he gave Molan a bowl of poison, it would not be an injustice to her. Wang also jumped in shock.
Molan looked up at the old lady in disbelief, and the resentment on her face immediately turned into surprise. Before she could thank her, the old lady continued to speak to herself, "I have taken it upon myself to come to the Liang Mansion to propose marriage for you, to speak well of you, and to make plans for you. But as man proposes, God disposes. As for whether the Liang family is willing or not, I cannot guarantee it."
Molan's heart skipped a beat. The old lady stared into her eyes and said very slowly, "If Madam Liang is willing to have you as her daughter-in-law, you don't have to thank me. It's your own luck. If Madam Liang is unwilling..." Molan's fingers trembled as the old lady continued, "Your father and brother still have to serve as officials in the capital. A daughter of the Sheng family cannot become a concubine of the Liang family. Your eldest brother-in-law is Liang Han's superior, and your eldest sister can't afford to lose him. I will send you back to Youyang and ask your aunt to find a well-off farmer for you to marry into."
Molan was so frightened that her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her back was soaked with sweat. She wanted to say something to protest, but the old lady pointed to the tray containing the white silk and arsenic and said bluntly: "If you still refuse, you can choose between the plate and the barber's scissors! Your funeral will be held in a grand manner, and I will visit you from time to time after you enter the nunnery."
Molan was stunned and didn't dare to speak, but Aunt Lin was secretly happy. She knew Old Madam Sheng's temper. Since she promised to do her best, she would definitely not cheat. Even the old lady had stepped in, so Sheng Hong would definitely go to find Marquis Yongchang.
After saying this, the old lady no longer looked at Molan. She turned to Aunt Lin and said, "You can't stay in the Sheng Mansion anymore. After tonight, I will send you to the farm in the countryside tomorrow morning."
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue. Aunt Lin screamed, "Old lady..." Before she could finish her words, Fang Mama had already brought two strong maids to wait on the side. They blocked Aunt Lin's mouth and tied her hands and feet. The mother and daughter were connected by heart. Molan cried and pulled at the old lady's clothes to beg for mercy. Aunt Lin struggled like a wild beast.
The old lady stared at Aunt Lin and said coldly, "If you keep nagging me, I'll send you to the Tongchu Temple in the suburbs of Beijing!"
Aunt Lin didn't dare to struggle, and Molan was also dumbfounded. The Tongchu Nunnery was not an ordinary nunnery. It was a place where the women of wealthy families who had committed crimes were sent to be punished. The nuns inside beat and scolded them at will, and the work was extremely hard. They didn't have enough to eat or sleep well. It was said that all the women who went in would be skinned alive.
The old lady stood up and looked at Aunt Lin lying on the ground. She saw resentment in her red eyes as she glared at her fiercely. The old lady was not afraid at all and said calmly, "I really regret it. I should have taken Feng'er and Mo'er away from you even if it meant making the master unhappy. Look at what you have taught this child! One is a self-proclaimed playboy with no ambition, and the other is greedy for fame and fortune and has no sense of shame. You have ruined yourself, but you have also ruined the children! You have also taken lives. Go to the farm and have some peace and quiet. Just reflect on your mistakes. In ten or twenty years, if your child has any potential, they will take you out of the farm to enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren. If they don't..."
She didn't say anything else. Fear showed in Aunt Lin's eyes. It had been ten or twenty years since then. She was already a few years old at that time. She whimpered desperately and wanted to kowtow for mercy. The old woman who tied her up had very strong hands and she couldn't break free.
The old lady suddenly turned her face and smiled at the girl in light red clothes beside Aunt Lin, and said gently: "Your name is Jufang." The girl had been frightened by the old lady's power and had been hiding in the corner trembling. After hearing the voice, she kowtowed quickly.
The old lady looked kind: "He was born with a beautiful face, what a pity..."
Jufang was somewhat pleased by the first sentence and the old lady's expression, but the second sentence frightened her. She looked at the old lady in confusion, and she only heard her sigh, "You child, you don't even know that you've been harmed."
Jufang was shocked and asked in a trembling voice, "Who... who hurt me?"
The old lady shook her head with pity: "How many months have you been pregnant?" Jufang blushed and said shyly: "Four months."
"That's what happened during the national mourning period." The old lady's cold words chilled Jufang to the bone. Her heart was in turmoil, and she was terrified. After a while, she cried out in pain, "I don't know, I don't know! It was my aunt who asked me to serve the master!"
"Your master has his own reasons." The old lady glanced at Aunt Lin. "How could the master let you get pregnant during the period of national mourning? If the mistress gets angry, you'll be finished."
Wang in the inner room glared at Sheng Hong fiercely. She was kept in the dark about this matter, and now there was a vixen appearing out of nowhere. How could she not be angry? Sheng Hong blushed and turned away from Wang, but secretly hated Lin for her vicious intentions.
Jufang was so frightened that her face turned pale and she cried out, "Old lady, help me!" She cursed Aunt Lin in her heart for being vicious. If she really wanted to help her, she should have avoided the national mourning period and made good arrangements for her. Instead, she harmed her like this.
Old Madam Sheng beckoned her, and Jufang trotted over and knelt at her feet. The old madam said slowly, "How about this? Later, Madam Fang will get you some mild abortion medicine. You should get rid of this issue first and take good care of yourself. Then, I'll take charge and properly raise your concubine. How do you do that?"
Although Jufang couldn't bear to hurt her unborn child, she thought of Wang's violent temper and looked at the fate of Aunt Lin, so she gritted her teeth and agreed, and she hated Aunt Lin deeply in her heart.
Seeing this scene, Aunt Lin became really scared and trembled uncontrollably. She had thought that Sheng Hong would remember their old friendship and take her back after a year or two, when her children often pleaded for her. But if she let such a young, beautiful, and romantic woman who deeply hated her stay with Sheng Hong, whispering in his ear every day, she was afraid that Sheng Hong would only think of her with hatred.
Aunt Lin was filled with fear and cast a pleading look at her daughter. Molan saw this and wanted to plead for mercy from her biological mother, but the old lady had already stood up and was walking towards the inner room with Cuiping's support. Halfway there, she suddenly turned around and said to Molan, "I'll go to the Liang Mansion in two days. If it succeeds..."
Molan's heart skipped a beat, and she closed her mouth to listen to the old lady's words. She only heard the old lady's voice with fatigue, saying: "The Yongchang Marquis' Mansion is more powerful than the Sheng family, and you got in this way. From now on, you have to rely on yourself in everything, please your husband and your parents-in-law. If you want to rely on your mother's family, it will be difficult."
Upon hearing this, Molan suddenly felt a surge of strength in her heart. She put the matter of Aunt Lin aside for the time being and secretly made up her mind to take charge of both the home and other matters. Then she would let her parents see how powerful she was!
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