Chapter 2: Uncertain Candidate
Wang asked, and Yu Qinghuan had no choice but to put the tea back down and replied meekly, "I will do as you say."
Seeing her agree, Wang Shi finally showed a good face, "Don't worry, after the child is born, apart from the few shops promised to you, the Marquis' Mansion will definitely not treat you unfairly in other aspects."
Yu Qinghuan nodded, looking grateful, "Thank you, Madam."
Seeing her tearful expression of gratitude, Wang looked at her with contempt.
She looked down on the Yu family from the bottom of her heart, and was petty-minded from the inside out.
If there is any good thing about her, it is that she is quite good-looking. I really don’t know what my son likes about her.
But fortunately, this person only has good looks but no scheming, and her family background is not prominent, so she has no backing. This is why I can control her and the entire marquis's mansion.
As soon as the child was born safely, she went to the palace to petition the emperor to pass the title to the child, and she would raise the child personally.
In the future, she will still be the one who controls this mansion, and no one will be able to take it away from her.
The room was quiet for a while, and Yu Qinghuan finally drank the hot tea. The fragrance of the tea spread across her taste buds, and she complained in her heart:
It turned out that Wang had left all the good things in Biluozhai. Such good tea, I'm afraid even her son, the Marquis Xie Zhiwen, has never tasted it.
After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Old Madam, have you decided on a candidate?"
In fact, Yu Qinghuan had already decided on a candidate in his mind.
Since you want to live a safe and sound life in the second half of your life, you might as well be bold.
The biological father of her child must be locked out of the Marquis's Mansion, and now Xie Zhili is the only one who can hold power in the Marquis's Mansion.
But she was worried that Wang had always disliked Xie Zhili, so she might choose someone else...
In fact, Wang had already made up her mind. When she thought of that man, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, but she kept a solemn look on her face.
"Zhili has been raised in the Marquis' Mansion since he was young, so he is the most suitable person to take charge."
Wang's words made Yu Qinghuan feel at ease. Fortunately, it was him, otherwise he would have to waste his breath.
Thinking of the face that resembled her late husband, she asked, "Will Xie Zhili agree?"
Wang snorted coldly, "The Marquis' Mansion has supported him for decades, and he's allowed to refuse?"
After hearing this, Yu Qinghuan didn't mention anything else.
Anyway, there is no need to worry about these things, just let this legitimate mother and illegitimate son fight.
She just watched, and the harder they fought, the more comfortable she felt.
After seeing Yu Qinghuan off, the housekeeper thought of Yu Qinghuan's expression just now and felt a little worried.
"Madam, did Yu really agree?"
After all, no one would be able to accept this kind of thing.
Wang looked disdainful. "Anyway, as long as the child has Xie family blood, if she doesn't agree, there are plenty of people who will take her place."
She had already divorced Yu and chosen an excellent marriage for her son. However, before she could drive Yu away, the news of her son's death reached the capital.
She had no choice but to leave Yu in the Marquis's Mansion.
Wang had already made up her mind. If Yu Qinghuan did not agree to the co-heirship, she would drive the girl out of the mansion and choose someone else to give birth to a child of Xie family bloodline, register the child under her son's name, and inherit the title.
As for that illegitimate son, she looked down on him even more. However, if she did not use her offspring as a constraint, once the title fell into the hands of this illegitimate son, there would be no place for an old lady like her in the Marquis' Mansion.
When Yu Qinghuan gave birth to a son, she would raise the child in her own courtyard and ask for a title for the child. Then she would have the final say in the Marquisate.
The housekeeper was still worried, "But I'm afraid it's not easy to fool the Second Master..."
The old lady promised the second master a title and asked him to have a child with Yu, but can the second master really believe it?
Wang sneered, "A thing born of a lowly woman can be the father of the future new Marquis of Ningyuan Marquisate. What's he dissatisfied with?"
She promised him the title, but she didn't say that the title would be given to him. Is that bastard worthy of getting his hands on the Marquis's mansion?
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Coming out of Biluozhai, Sang Ru went to meet her daughter. Seeing that her daughter's face looked unwell, she became worried. Could it be that the old lady was making things difficult for the lady again?
"Girl, what did the old lady say?"
Just as Yu Qinghuan was about to speak, she heard footsteps in the distance. She looked up and saw two figures walking towards her.
The person in the lead, with a slender figure and dressed in a plain robe, walked towards her with a cool air. When he was in front of her, he leaned forward slightly. With similar facial features, she seemed to see Xie Zhiwen in a trance, and she didn't even notice that the handkerchief in her hand had slipped to the ground.
Yu Qinghuan's eyes flashed with the dream she had just had during her short break...
A clear and cold voice sounded, and Yu Qinghuan regained consciousness. He saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was not Xie Zhiwen, but Xie Zhili.
She looked at Xie Zhili subtly. There didn't seem to be anything unusual on his face. She was probably not aware of the matter of borrowing sperm.
The Marquis's family has only two sons in this generation. After the old Marquis passed away, the legitimate son Xie Zhiwen inherited the title, and the illegitimate son Xie Zhili became a Jinshi and got a small official position in Beijing, which was considered successful.
Yu Qinghuan had quite a lot of contact with Xie Zhili, and knew that although this person looked 50% similar to Xie Zhiwen, his personality was very different from Xie Zhiwen.
Moreover, Xie Zhili is much thinner than Xie Zhiwen.
Everyone in the mansion said that he was cold-hearted and heartless, so he was not liked by his stepmother, Wang.
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help sighing in her heart. No matter how much Wang disliked Xie Zhili, she still had to rely on him to give birth to a child in order to give the title to Xie Zhili.
As she was thinking, she met Xie Zhili's inquiring gaze. She couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, so she took the initiative to speak in a friendly manner, "Funeral arrangements are complicated. I've worked hard for you these past few days. Thank you for this."
Xie Zhili nodded slightly.
His eyes fell on Yu Qinghuan in front of him. Her face used to be so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her, but now she looked a little haggard. It was obvious that she had not had a good life recently. It was obvious that the old lady had tortured her a lot.
He bent down, picked up the handkerchief on the ground with his bare hands, and handed it to Yu Qinghuan, "It's my job, no need to thank me."
Xie Zhili's voice was so cold that Yu Qinghuan couldn't even respond.
She reached out to take the handkerchief from Xie Zhili's hand, her heart moving slightly. Her fingertips stroked the other's palm intentionally or unintentionally. The warmth that could not be blocked even through the handkerchief brought her back to her earlier dream.
The hand holding the handkerchief was fair and well-proportioned, with distinct joints and no trace of fat. Yu Qinghuan could clearly see the faintly visible blue veins under the other person's fair skin...completely different from Xie Zhiwen.
As she was thinking about it, she saw Xie Zhili in front of her had withdrawn his hand, with an expression that said "keep away from people and animals."
"Are you here to see the old lady?"
Xie Zhili responded calmly, "Yeah."
Thinking of what Wang had just said, Yu Qinghuan raised her eyes and met the pair of eyes in front of her that were neither sad nor happy. She couldn't help but wonder, would such a cold-hearted person who had no desires really agree?
Wang's bargaining chip is nothing more than the title of marquis, but what if Xie Zhili doesn't want that?
Yu Qinghuan suddenly felt a little uneasy. She clenched the handkerchief in her hand, raised her watery eyes, and looked straight at Xie Zhili in front of her with some pleading.
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