Chapter 167 Lin Shiyuan's Second Night Visit
Madam Zhou stayed at the Magnolia Courtyard for a while, and when she left, she gave Yao Qingling a gold-inlaid jade bracelet.
The maid Louyue placed a basket of pastries on their carriage, and Miss Zhou said that she would like to come again in the future.
Madam Zhou was kind and gentle to Yao Qingling.
Yao Qingling personally escorted them away from the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence.
The servants of Dan Gui Yuan reported this to Madam Ma.
Madam Ma frowned and muttered unhappily, "I didn't find out anything... What does Madam Zhou mean by suddenly becoming so close to Yao Qingling?"
Looking at her painted nails, Yao Qingqi really wished the color had been dyed with Yao Qingling's blood.
She said, "Who knows if that basket contains pastries or gold."
Yao Qingling probably paid to find herself a powerful backer.
Now we can't touch her.
"In two months, everyone will know that the Marquis's mansion has a child of unknown origin. From then on... no, starting today, will anyone still care about the Marquis's mansion's reputation?"
She gave a cold laugh, feeling both helpless and resentful, so much so that she wanted to go crazy and rush to Mulan Courtyard to strangle Yao Qingling.
When this news reached Princess Jinyang's residence, her marriage became even more distant.
Yao Qingqi felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.
Regardless of Yao Qingqi's feelings, Ma Peizhen's elaborate schemes, which were on the verge of completely bringing down Yao Qingling, ultimately failed.
I don't know when I'll get another chance like this.
wrong!
Ma Peizhen suddenly realized that this was a trap set up by Yao Qingling in advance!
Just as they were about to administer the medicine to Yao Qingling, a guest arrived. What a coincidence!
Yao Qingling deliberately revealed her pregnancy to pave the way for her to give birth to the child later!
Damn it, she just got it done so naturally!
Ma Peizhen looked gloomy and clenched her fists.
Yao Qingling has money, and money can make the devil turn the millstone.
If she had shops and such a large dowry, she could have done even better than her!
At this moment, Madam Ma had also realized what was happening, and she gave Ma Peizhen a cold glance.
Ma Peizhen sensed her aunt's resentment, and she herself felt wronged, yet she couldn't speak up for herself.
Who told her to live under someone else's roof?
Ma Peizhen lowered her head in frustration, biting her lip tightly, enduring the pain with great difficulty.
Madam Ma felt that all her commotion today—inciting the old lady, instigating the Marquis of Zhongyong, and calling everyone over—had amounted to nothing, ultimately benefiting Yao Qingling and fulfilling her goal of having her child born in the Marquis's mansion.
If it weren't for this niece instigating her to escalate the situation, she wouldn't have ended up with nothing, becoming a laughingstock.
She can't do anything about someone who is full of sins, so how can she care about others?
Who will still regard her as a marquis's wife in the future?
Madam Ma suddenly sobbed, wanting the Marquis of Zhongyong to comfort her, saying that it wasn't her fault, but that Yao Qingling was too wicked.
Aunt Zhao watched with glee.
The more severely Ma falls, the more opportunities she will have to rise to power in the future.
The Zhao Yiniang of today is not the same as the Zhao Yiniang of the past.
She said, "Madam, now that the guests have left, can we go back?"
She helped the Marquis of Loyalty to his feet: "Your Excellency is feeling unwell and should go to rest."
Madam Ma was wiping away imaginary tears with a handkerchief when Aunt Zhao interrupted her. She didn't know whether to cry or not, and stared blankly at Marquis Zhongyong.
Marquis Zhongyong glanced coldly at Madam Ma, then walked away with a gloomy face.
As soon as the Marquis left, everyone got up and left the room.
The old lady sighed at Madam Ma, shook her head, and left in silence.
“I—” Ma’s breath caught in her throat. She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t say anything.
She opened her eyes slightly, looking at the suddenly empty room, feeling that it was her right to be empty.
Fearing being scolded by Ma, Ma Peizhen quietly disappeared into the crowd.
“Mother.” Yao Qingqi stayed behind, holding Madam Ma’s wrist and squatting in front of her.
Madam Ma couldn't hold back her sobs, tears streaming down her face: "Qingqi, how will I stand in the Marquis's mansion from now on?"
She feared she wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the Marquis's mansion, and she would also lose her place in her maternal family.
Her family will scold her for being useless, unable to even defeat an orphan with no parents.
"How should your mother arrange your marriage?"
Yao Qingqi whispered a few words into Ma's ear.
"Is this... alright?" Mrs. Ma's eyes widened in shock.
Yao Qingqi said coldly, "Mother, haven't you figured it out yet? Yao Qingling came back from the southwest, and she knows evil magic. She can turn anything and anyone that is against her back. Anyone who opposes her will not have a good ending. Don't you think so?"
Mrs. Ma thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, you're right."
The fierce look that had faded from her eyes due to defeat slowly returned.
“But we have to wait, not now. Qingqi, you don’t know, childbirth is like a woman walking through the gates of hell, we…”
The mother and daughter began to whisper and plan.
...
Mulan Courtyard.
Yao Qingling breathed a sigh of relief after resolving a major issue that had been weighing heavily on her mind, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.
He Yinlai took her pulse and confirmed that her emotional fluctuations had not harmed the fetus.
He then gently unbuttoned her outer garment to check her injuries.
Those old women were too rough and scratched Qingling's arms and back.
He Yin silently applied the medicine to her.
She felt that the young lady of this marquis's mansion had an even harder life than the concubine's daughter of the imperial physician's family.
Seeing her silent and worried expression, Qingling smiled faintly: "Are you pitying me?"
He Yin looked up and gestured with her fingers: "Miss, you are very capable."
In this situation, it's crucial to fight back against the odds.
"Because you are helping me. If you hadn't pricked the old woman's hand with a needle today, delaying the time, I would have been forced to drink that bowl of medicine."
"Lou Yue risked her life to protect me and was injured by them. Even though she was in pain, she still made delicious food for Miss Zhou and cheered her up, in order to win over the Lady Hou's favor for me."
"And then there's Xia Chan. She rushed to the Marquis of Xincheng's residence at all costs and invited the Marquis's wife over. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be sitting here peacefully right now."
"And then there's Granny Zhu, who led everyone in our courtyard to prevent the people from Dan Gui Courtyard from barging in when I left the courtyard."
"I am very happy that you have protected me and our courtyard with all your heart."
“Starting today, your monthly allowance will increase.”
Several people surrounded Qingling, all feeling the joy of having won a battle.
But this kind of happiness is different from receiving monthly allowance.
It is the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction gained from defeating a stronger opponent when the weak are at a disadvantage.
They all had silly smiles on their faces.
With some time before dinner, Qingling leaned against a pillow and took a nap on the large kang bed by the window.
The maids saw that she was asleep, so they didn't wake her when dinner was brought to her, but left it warm on the stove.
A figure silently entered the quiet room.
The figure slowed his pace, walked slowly to the front of the kang (a heated brick bed), and stared intently at her face.
Starting with her eyebrows and eyes, all the way down to her chin and neck...
After watching for a while, his gaze fell on her open clothes, and he suddenly realized something, so he moved.
I accidentally bumped into a teacup on the table, making a soft clinking sound.
Qingling opened her eyes groggily: "Louyue, you're being clumsy again..."
She realized that the figure was different from Lou Yue's and immediately woke up.
Why are you here?
Lin Shiyuan pretended to be calm, sat down at the table, and said in a deep voice: "The clerk of the Military Affairs Bureau saw the Marquis's carriage speeding on the road today and almost hit someone. He mentioned it to me when he got back, so I came to take a look."
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