“Mother, I don’t plan to bring her back. I didn’t even consider it before the child was born. After all, there are too many people and too many eyes in the Marquis’s mansion. If something happens, it will be bad. Our family is already struggling to have offspring. If this pregnancy is not saved, we don’t know when we will be able to give you a grandson next time.”
When Yong's mother heard that her son was not going to bring her back, she was a little unhappy, but thinking of her daughter-in-law living in Tangli Garden, she could only nod in agreement.
Don't be fooled by your daughter-in-law's gentle and kind appearance; she can be incredibly stubborn. If she were to carelessly cause the baby's death, you'd have no way to regret it.
"Okay, let that child take good care of herself during her pregnancy. I'll go prepare some supplements for her now, so she can eat more of them and give me a healthy, chubby grandson."
Then, ignoring his son, he rushed to the storeroom to find some valuable items, including jewelry and fabrics, as a gift for the girl outside.
After Yong's father had vented his excess excitement, he continued to sit on the stool and gulped down the now-cold tea.
The herbal tea finally sobered him up.
“Son, she is, after all, a woman who has borne a child for our Marquis’s family. The reputation of a mistress is really too bad. For the sake of our grandson, do you have any thoughts on this? If you have any thoughts, just say them, and your father will take care of it for you.”
Originally, the people in the Marquis's mansion looked down on the mistress outside, after all, the mistress had a really bad reputation, but now that she has a child, things are different.
Yong Xingchen knew that the Crown Prince's wife could not be divorced, not even by mutual consent. After all, this was a marriage alliance between two marquis families, and if the two were separated, many things would be different.
“Father, I like Baozhu very much. If Father and Mother have no objections, I would like to marry Baozhu as my second wife.”
After Yong Xingchen spoke, he felt particularly uneasy, worried that his father and mother would disagree, which would be unfair to his Baozhu.
Yong's father didn't speak. He placed his hand on the table and tapped his two fingers on it incessantly, the tapping becoming more and more rapid, presumably as he was weighing the pros and cons.
After all, a concubine can't be chosen so easily. Moreover, the Crown Prince's wife has done nothing wrong. Raising a concubine would create a significant rift in the marriage alliance between the two families.
Although he felt somewhat sorry for his in-laws, for the sake of his grandson's birth, Yong's father had no choice but to apologize to the Crown Prince's wife's family.
"Alright, I agree to this, but we can't spread it around so openly for now. Let me discuss it with the Marquis of Anshun's mansion first. It seems we'll have to make a big sacrifice this time."
The Crown Prince's wife's family was the Marquis of Anshun's mansion. Although it was called a Marquis's mansion, it was already on the decline. Therefore, the Crown Prince's wife always wanted to give birth to the heir of the Marquis's mansion, so that she could both support her family and gain power and status.
In her previous life, she didn't hesitate to kill the original owner's son for the sake of the Marquis's position. She valued the Marquis's position too much, treating the entire Marquis's position as her own property and not allowing anyone to covet it.
The marriage alliance between the two families is essentially an exchange of interests. This time, the daughter of the Marquis of Anshun has done nothing wrong, and she has been given a concubine out of the blue to gamble on the Marquis of Anshun's feelings. As long as they are given more benefits, the Marquis of Anshun will not have any objections.
"Thank you, Father."
Yong Xingchen was overjoyed to see that his father had taken over all the tasks, his voice filled with indescribable excitement and happiness.
Seeing his son's beaming face, Yong's father complained, but he was actually quite happy inside, feeling that his son was very comfortable with him.
"Look at you now, you're not mature at all. You're going to be a father, you can't be like this in the future."
"Understood, Father."
Yong Xingchen realized he had been too overjoyed, so he coughed and resumed his usual expressionless demeanor.
Just then, Madam Yong came over with the items she had selected from her private storehouse, followed by several maids carrying trays that were piled high with a great many things.
The various kinds of jewelry and fabrics clearly show that a lot of thought and effort were put into them; it's quite a large-scale project.
"Xingchen, take these things with you when you leave. These were specially chosen for that young lady. By the way, what's that young lady's name? We only know that she's pregnant with our Marquis's grandson, but we don't know her name."
"Mother, her surname is Tang, and her name is Baozhu. She is a girl I rescued when I went hunting. Baozhu is a very well-behaved girl, and she is also very beautiful. When you meet her in the future, you will like her too. She is very likable."
"But aren't these things too many? It seems I've gotten all the good stuff from Mother."
Looking at the pile of gifts on the table, which was already overflowing, and the maidservants carrying all sorts of nice things, Yong Xingchen felt that what she had given was far too little compared to what her mother had given.
After all, the things he gave Baozhu, including the silver, didn't exceed ten thousand taels, while these things added up to tens of thousands of taels, instantly making him look inferior.
Yong Xingchen may have forgotten that the box of silver notes he gave Baozhu last night was worth nearly 200,000 taels of silver, and when combined with the ones he had given her before, it had long exceeded 200,000 taels.
All I can say is that the people who like you feel they've given you too little, that it's never enough.
Someone who doesn't like you will remember even the smallest thing they give you, feeling that they've given too much.
Ultimately, it's because he feels he's not good enough for those things; the difference between love and indifference is quite obvious.
Mother Yong didn't care about those things at all; she was even worried that she hadn't given enough and that her future grandson's mother would be dissatisfied.
This negatively impacted her mood, which in turn affected the baby in her womb.
That's just overthinking it. No matter how much she was given, Tang Baozhu was very satisfied. Even if she wasn't given anything at all, she wouldn't have any complaints, since she had plenty in her space.
"It's getting late. You should take these things and go home quickly. If you go home late, Baozhu will worry about you, and what if it affects the baby in your belly?"
It's true that once you have a grandson, you can throw your son over the wall.
At this moment, Yong Xingchen had this feeling that he was no longer the most important person in his father's or mother's heart.
"Yes, but a maid from Tangli Garden just came over and said she needs to see me, so I need to go to Tangli Garden."
Yong Xingcheng was also worried about wasting time and getting back too late, so he quickly told Xiao Quanzi outside to pack all the things into boxes and put them in the carriage for the time being, to take them with him when they left.
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