Xu Wen sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "Today, the letter from Madam Youyang really woke me up. Even if a wife is disheartened, she can't live in seclusion. The Madam is just a bit soft-hearted, but the concubine dares to harm her children. If I stay at home, I won't be able to live in peace at all. I will only become a target for others' calculations."
Qiu Ling nodded repeatedly, wiping the tears from her eyes, and said, "Very, very, very, the young lady is shutting herself away because she doesn't want to see that ungrateful man. You disdain to compete with those lowly people for your affections, and it's not that you're afraid of those beautiful women, but this huge mansion ultimately needs the mistress to manage it. Those servants took advantage of the situation and thought the mistress was avoiding her concubines, so they became even more presumptuous and rude. If you continue like this, the servants in this mansion might hurt you and the young master without even that bitch having to do anything."
Qiu Ling thought of something and then asked, "Miss, should we check the people around the young master?"
Xu Wen was very pleased to see Qiu Ling thought of it immediately. She patted Qiu Ling's hand and said, "Yes, no matter which one it is, you must investigate it carefully. Shu'er's matter is the most important." Qiu Ling nodded repeatedly.
Xu Wen asked, "Is the medicine that my good sister Madam He gave me still there?"
Qiu Ling looked around and whispered, "Yes, I've kept it well."
Xu Wen stared at the embroidered screen on the stage, lost in thought. Thinking of that delicate face, she said softly, "Hong Yi Niang has always been delicate and pitiful, but a woman must have a plump figure if she wants to bear children. How can she help her husband bear a child now? Let her gain some weight so she can conceive. However, even if she is plump, she may not be able to conceive. If she can't, there's nothing others can do."
She took the blue and white porcelain bowl again, drank a mouthful of the fruit juice, put it down, and then spoke again: "My husband has to get up at four o'clock every morning to prepare for court, and he must rest a lot at night so as not to delay things. If he continues to use his energy on women, how can he bear it in the long run?"
Qiu Ling understood what he meant and responded, "Yes, Miss."
Beneath the flickering candlelight, a face brimming with tears streamed down. Xu Wen pulled out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped away the tears. After a moment, her tears stopped and she slowly began to smile. The daughter of the Yongyi Marquis's mansion had seen countless underhanded schemes. Previously, she disdained to use them, but now, for self-preservation, she had no choice but to resort to them. A concubine who had risen from a servant to a position of power, vainly dreamed of having the eldest daughter of the Marquis' mansion serve as her vanguard. It depended on whether she was truly blessed enough to endure such a fate.
"Mom, mom." The little round fat baby in red clothes was led by the wet nurse. His chubby little legs tried hard to step over the high threshold by himself. He called Xu Wen in a crisp voice from a long distance away.
Xu Wen looked at the red meat ball, her eyes instantly becoming gentle. She smiled softly, stood up and walked over to pick up the fat ball, and said with a smile against the ball's little fleshy face, "My son, my treasure."
The plump, fleshy little boy's arms swung vigorously, his mouth babbling single words non-stop. Xu Wen cradled the boy in her arms, his little butt twitching left and right, never a moment's rest. Xu Wen took a deep breath of her son's milky scent and rocked him in her arms. The mother and son played for a while, the little one's weight truly impressive, and Xu Wen's arms grew sore, so she carried him into the inner room.
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