Chapter 419 Posthumous Child

Mrs. Qin Anbo was very uneasy.

Haoge is four years old now, and at the age of four, he can remember things.

She had been so busy these past few days that she had no time to take care of Hao'er, so she had been locking him up in the backyard, leaving the maids to watch over him while he ate and made sure he didn't die.

But this new excerpt of the play "The Wrong End" reminded her that the child had crawled out of An Ningxin's belly after all! Don't let her take great pains to raise the child, only to have the child serve her a bowl of poison like in the excerpt.

When she thought of this, Mrs. Qin Anbo's face turned pale.

She pinched her palms, found some time, dressed up and went to listen to the opera that was ultimately wrong - after listening to it, Mrs. Qin Anbo became even more irritated.

In her heart, she was no longer willing to adopt Hao'er, but Hao'er was the only son of Qin Anbo. If she did not adopt Hao'er, would the inheritance of Qin Anbo's Mansion really be given to those illegitimate children?

At that time, she and her daughter would have to retreat to the small courtyard, and the wealth of the Bo's Mansion would no longer have anything to do with them...

Mrs. Qin Anbo pinched her palms hard and said, No, this is absolutely not possible!

Not to mention her, even for the sake of her girl who could only just walk, she had to protect the foundation of the Qin Anbo Mansion!

At this time, Madam Qin Anbo's trusted maid observed her expression and spoke cautiously: "Madam, I have an inappropriate idea."

Mrs. Qin Anbo said unhappily, "There are no outsiders here, just say what you want to say!"

The maid replied timidly, "Yes," and whispered, "... Madam, think about it, Hao is already four years old, and is about the same age as the concubine's son in the play. The concubine's son in the play was able to do such a cruel thing as murdering his mother, so how can we be sure that Hao will not do the same in the future?"

This was also what Mrs. Qin Anbo was most worried about. She turned livid and cursed, "Do I need you to tell me?!"

The maid lowered her head and said hurriedly, "…So, I was thinking, if a four-year-old may not be raised well, what about a newborn? Yesterday, a poor woman from a concubine's family came to me and said that she already had five children at home, and now she had just given birth to a boy. She really couldn't raise him anymore, so she was willing to give her son to Madam as an adopted son."

Mrs. Qin Anbo sat up straight: "Really?!"

The maid said earnestly, "Of course it's true! I also looked at the child, and he is indeed just born, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, very cute. I even think that he looks a bit like the young lady when she was just born!"

Mrs. Qin Anbo was quite interested, but still a little hesitant: "...Hao'er is the blood of the uncle after all. With him here, if I go to the clan to bring one back, I'm afraid the old lady won't agree."

Mrs. Qin Anbo became annoyed again and glared at the maid: "Don't you want me to kill Hao Ge'er?!"

Although Lady Qin Anbo hated An Ningxin, she also hated her son Hao.

But if she were really asked to attack a four-year-old child, she wouldn't be able to be so cruel...

The maid hurriedly said, "I know that Madam usually burns incense and worships Buddha, and she also believes in karma. How could I make such a vicious suggestion? I am also worried. What if Madam really kills Hao Ge'er and delays the fortune of the young lady?"

Mrs. Qin Anbo was indeed worried about this. She was afraid that she would commit murder and the retribution would eventually fall on her beloved daughter.

Just like the short play she had just watched, reincarnation and retribution were inevitable. The son of the concubine poisoned his stepmother, and in the end was burned to death in the mansion, right?

"But..." The maid changed the subject and lowered her voice, "Madam, have you forgotten that Hao'er is the child of a concubine? The bloodline of a concubine's child is the easiest to confuse. All we need to do is say a few more words in front of the old lady, saying that Hao'er is the child of the concubine and someone else, and then produce some so-called evidence..."

Mrs. Qin Anbo stood up suddenly, with a gleam in her eyes.

Her face flushed, as if she was aroused by the maid's words: "Yes, you are right! As long as the child is not your blood, it will be fine!"

Mrs. Qin Anbo was so excited that she walked around the room: "...When the time comes, I can just pick up a child from the clan and raise him from a young age. I won't be afraid that he will become alienated from me..."

At this point, Mrs. Qin Anbo suddenly paused.

The smile on her face gradually became strange, and her voice trembled slightly with the excitement in her heart: "...Speaking of which, how can a child adopted from outside be as caring as one I gave birth to myself?"

The maidservant thought that Mrs. Qin Anbo was referring to their young lady.

The maid followed the words of Lady Qin Anbo and sighed, "Madam, you are absolutely right. It's just a pity that you only gave birth to a young lady. If it was a young master, you wouldn't have to worry about it now."

Mrs. Qin Anbo touched her belly with a strange look on her face.

"Who said I only gave birth to one?" Mrs. Qin Anbo slowly stroked her belly and suddenly smiled coldly, "Right now, don't I have another baby in my belly?"

The maid took a breath of cool air.

That's not right. She remembered that the lady had her period half a month ago...

In the following half month, Uncle Bo was so preoccupied with Miss An that he never came to the main courtyard!

How did you get pregnant?

She knew very well that it was impossible for the lady to be pregnant.

Mrs. Qin Anbo probably saw the maid's confusion. She smiled softly, her face still weird: "...Do you still remember the medicine my sister took when she was a child?"

The maid nodded.

That medicine was a secret recipe for pregnancy that their wives had bought at a high price after getting married but had not used for several years!

At that time, the lady took the medicine and only had sex with the uncle once, and she successfully became pregnant with the young lady!

Thinking of this, the maid suddenly understood something. She took a breath, took a step back, and her face turned pale!

She looked at Madam Qin Anbo in panic: "...Madam, you mean..."

Mrs. Qin Anbo looked down at her still flat belly, with a strange look of excitement on her face: "That's right, you will find the doctor later. Let him diagnose that I am already one month pregnant! ... Wait until the evening, take the prescription and get me another dose of the medicine that my sister took when she was a child!"

The maid understood what Madam Qin Anbo meant. She felt her hands and feet go weak and her heart beat fast.

Madam Qin Anbo, you want to have an affair with someone else and get pregnant, and pretend that the child is Qin Anbo's posthumous child!

She could accept one hundred taels of silver from others and promise to help them persuade Madam Qin Anbo to let Hao Ge'er go!

But she didn't dare to get involved in such a fatal matter of confusing the noble's bloodline!

But Mrs. Qin Anbo was already very excited by this idea. She walked around the room again and saw the maid still standing there stupidly without moving. Her face turned cold, a sinister look flashed in her eyes, and she asked with a sneer, "--Why, do you think I did something wrong?"

"When my uncle was keeping a mistress outside, I was taking care of the household chores and raising our daughter for him. Was he doing the right thing?"

"If he can do it on the first day, why can't I do it on the fifteenth!"