Chapter 37 Were these two children really switched? [2]
Upon hearing the midwife's words, Rong's breath hitched.
She fainted after just one look at the baby when it was born.
Rong vaguely remembered that she saw a red birthmark on the child's waist, which looked like a flower petal.
But when she woke up, she found that her daughter's waist was smooth and there was nothing there.
When asked, Granny Lin said she hadn't noticed either, as she was too preoccupied with worrying about Madam Rong.
Rong thought it might be blood, not a birthmark.
But now the midwife says that her daughter has a birthmark on her waist!
if……
If what the midwife said is true, then Aunt Meng maliciously switched her two daughters...
Thinking of Aunt Meng, who had been so respectful and obedient to her all these years.
Thinking of that timid concubine's daughter who always kept her head down and spoke in a soft voice.
Rong closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, she calmly ordered someone to take the midwife away and settle her in, and then instructed Lin Mama to seal her mouth.
Whether this matter is true or false, keeping it a secret is the safest course of action.
Afterwards, Madam Rong sent someone to investigate Consort Meng.
She never had anyone investigate Aunt Meng because she never imagined that Aunt Meng would do anything wrong.
But she believed that with Aunt Meng's abilities, as long as she did something, she would definitely leave a trace.
After giving these instructions, Rong Shi leaned back on the soft couch, massaging her aching and dizzy head.
When Granny Lin returned, she quickly came over to massage her.
"Madam, don't worry. Whether it's the midwife's slander and rumors or the fact that it happened, we'll find out eventually."
Rong's eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and her face looked unpleasant.
"Sister Tan, is there a birthmark on your lower back?" she asked Granny Lin.
After a few moments of silence, Granny Lin replied, "This servant sent someone to Mengfang Garden to inquire. It's true that the Sixth Miss has a red birthmark on her lower back, shaped like a flower petal..."
Rong remained silent.
Just then, a series of light footsteps approached.
There was also the crisp sound of the beads colliding, tinkling and clanging, which was very pleasant to the ear.
Then came the cheerful voice of a young girl: "Mother! Mother! Your daughter has come to see you!"
When Rong opened her eyes, she saw a pink figure running in from outside the door.
She is the fifth young lady of the Marquis's mansion, her daughter, Shen Jingya.
Like a pink butterfly, Chen Jingya gracefully flew to Rong's soft couch.
She was about to act coquettishly when she noticed Rong's unpleasant expression and quickly inquired with concern:
"Is Mother feeling unwell? Has she caught a cold? Have you called a doctor to come and see her?"
Her series of caring inquiries warmed Rong's heart.
Madam Rong patted her hand gently and replied softly, "Mother is fine. She's just tired from looking at the account books. She'll be fine after a rest."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jingya first breathed a sigh of relief, then scolded, "Mother, really, when can't you look at the account books? Why make yourself so tired!"
Madam Rong smiled and said, "Mother knows she was wrong."
Shen Jingya then smiled.
Looking at her face, Rong Shi smiled, but her eyes were somewhat complicated.
She has a calm and elegant appearance, just like her name suggests; she is refined and beautiful.
She doesn't look like Rong Shi at all.
Previously, Rong only thought that her daughter looked like her husband.
But now...
Rong felt that Shen Jingya and Aunt Meng were somewhat similar.
She is quiet and elegant but also lively, and likes to dress brightly.
Aunt Meng always dressed simply.
Rong couldn't help but wonder what Shen Jingtan looked like.
But that girl always kept her head down; all Rong Shi remembered was her timid and unpresentable appearance.
As for his appearance, I've never really seen it clearly.
Were these two children really switched?
Shen Jingya didn't notice Rong's gaze. She was still coaxing her, "Next month, Brother Xuan is going to take me horseback riding in the countryside. Mother, I want to have a few new riding outfits made!"
Marquis Zhongyi was a military general, and his daughter was allowed to learn martial arts and horseback riding.
Shen Jingya dislikes wielding swords and spears, but she does know how to ride a horse.
Rong Shi composed herself and looked at Chen Jingya with a smile, saying, "Since it was the Fifth Prince who invited you, then let Linglong Pavilion come and make you a few more sets."
Shen Jingya smiled happily: "I want a few more sets of new jewelry!"
Rong replied, "Okay."
Shen Jingya left happily.
The smile on Rong's face faded.
If Shen Jingya is not her biological daughter, then what should be done about her marriage to the Fifth Prince?
The Rong family was in a real predicament.
None of these things were within Achu's consideration.
Achu hasn't left her room for the past few days, and she even declined to pay her respects to Madam Rong, claiming illness.
Firstly, her skin was delicate, and the injuries on her face from being beaten by Aunt Meng were too obvious.
Secondly, Aunt Meng was waiting for her to nod in agreement to marry her cousin.
So Aunt Meng wouldn't let her leave the room.
After all, she had already reached marriageable age six months prior, and if she didn't arrange a marriage soon, the Lady of the Marquis would have to make arrangements for her.
Although Rong Shi was not close to her illegitimate sons and daughters, she never mistreated them.
Therefore, we must wait for the Rong family to make arrangements, which must be satisfactory in all aspects.
That won't do!
That day, Xiaoliu returned home.
She looked at Achu, who was sitting by the window, reading a book with her eyes down.
Today, Achu wore a moon-white gauze dress, and her long, flowing black hair was casually tied up.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was free of makeup.
She sat there quietly, making even the crabapple blossoms outside the window pale in comparison.
Xiaoliu was somewhat stunned.
Her daughter is so beautiful!
Such a beautiful young lady should never marry someone like Wu Biao!
Xiaoliu shook her head, temporarily putting these thoughts aside.
She went into the room, turned around, and closed the door.
Then he walked toward Achu.
"Miss."
Xiao Liu leaned close to A Chu's ear and whispered something.
After listening with her eyes lowered, Achu replied, "Okay, I understand."
"Go and call your aunt over, and tell her I've thought it through."
After hearing her instructions, Xiaoliu responded and went out.
Achu glanced out the window; after several days of rain, many crabapple blossoms had fallen.
It was another gloomy, rainy day, but Ah Chu smiled and murmured, "What a beautiful day."
About fifteen minutes later, Achu's door was pushed open.
Aunt Meng was the first to enter.
"Tan'er, I heard from Xiao Liu that you've made up your mind?"
Achu put down the book in her hand, stood up and faced Aunt Meng.
"Aunt, I've made up my mind."
Aunt Meng's gaze first fell on A Chu's slender figure, and then on her face, which was as beautiful as a peach blossom.
The girl's skin was as delicate as cream, and even after several days, the scratch on her face had not healed and was still quite noticeable.
But that scratch didn't diminish her charm in the slightest; instead, it made her even more endearing.
Aunt Meng's eyes darkened, revealing an undisguised malice.
Soon, a kind and gentle smile appeared on her face: "I knew you were a sensible person, Tan'er, that your aunt was doing this for your own good!"
"Alright! Tomorrow, I'll go and talk to the Lady of the Marquis, and also send a letter to your cousin's family, asking them to come and propose marriage!"
"Your cousin is getting on in years, and his marriage can't be delayed; it needs to be arranged as soon as possible..."
Before Aunt Meng could finish speaking, A Chu interrupted her.
"Aunt, you've misunderstood."
“I told you I’ve thought it over, I’m not going to marry my cousin.”
The girl's voice was as delicate and timid as ever, but the words she spoke were firm in tone.
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