Hearing what the lady of the house said, Lianxiang and Lianyu, who were standing to the side, were relieved.
Ever since they became pregnant, Jiang Yao and Madam Bo's relationship has gotten better day by day.
Later, because Pei Lingyu was studying and wouldn't let them get close, they felt increasingly insecure and were like invisible people in the Earl's mansion.
Although no one dared to mistreat them while they were pregnant, they were still uneasy.
After all, Jiang Yao had the support of her maternal family, and Jiang Shuwan was the young mistress of the Marquis's mansion, who could back Jiang Yao up.
They were destitute and helpless, their indentures were still in the hands of the aunt, and Jiang Yao had always disliked them.
If Madam Ruobo really shares the same views as Jiang Yao, they'll never have a good life again.
The words of the Duchess immediately put their minds at ease.
Yes.
They were carrying the children of the Earl's family, so it was impossible for the Earl's wife not to value them.
As for this little pink...
The young master already has five women in his household, including Jiang Yao. If another woman is added, how will they be divided?
What's more, this little peach blossom is pregnant.
With a glint in her eyes, Lianxiang and Lianyu immediately pounced at Pei Lingyu's feet.
"Young Master, you can't leave! What will happen to our unborn child if you leave..."
As they spoke, they sobbed, their pitiful and charming appearance no less than that of Xiao Taohong, reminding Pei Lingyu of the days when she called them "good sisters".
"Good sister, please stop kneeling, you might hurt yourself."
"..."
Jiang Yao was so angry she fainted.
Good sister, damn good sister!
"My husband... Yulang..."
It was dark by evening when Jiang Yao finally woke up groggily.
She opened her eyes and went to find Pei Lingyu.
Pei Lingyu couldn't find her, and when she opened her eyes, she was met with the swollen face of her mother-in-law from crying.
"He's gone...he still left...he abandoned us, mother and daughter, for some slut..."
Lady Bo was in immense pain. Pei Lingyu had always been the son she had carefully raised and the one she had relied on throughout her life.
She always wanted to rely on Pei Lingyu to turn her life around.
Unexpectedly, he ran away from home.
"I really never imagined that he would abandon his own mother for a bitch... God God... He's my own flesh and blood! Disrespectful to his own mother, that shameless woman can just throw her legs around while he runs away so fast, what a beast..."
The aunt cried her heart out.
Jiang Yao felt a sense of unreality, as if she were floating around.
Yes, she was very angry during the day, but she never expected that her beloved Yulang would actually abandon her for another woman.
They had argued before, about Lianxiang and Lianyu, about the two maids who shared their rooms, but they always made up in the end.
Moreover, it was obvious that Lianxiang, Lianyu, and the two concubines held little weight in Pei Lingyu's heart.
That's why she was so tolerant of Lianxiang and Lianyu, and didn't even harm the children they were carrying.
They're just two damned girls anyway; even if they had a son, he wouldn't be as good as her.
As long as she captures Yulang's heart, she will have everything.
Men control the world, and women control men—isn't that a universal truth?
Her mother always scolded her for being stupid, but she knew that she was exceptionally intelligent.
But.
But she never imagined that one day she would be abandoned.
The other party was a courtesan.
Suddenly, the image of Pei Lingyu pulling Xiao Taohong away with a resolute back as she left before fainting flashed through her mind.
"Am I not even as good as a courtesan?"
Looking around blankly, Jiang Yao felt empty inside.
Moreover, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, causing her so much pain that she almost fainted.
The feeling was like being slapped hard across the face, burning with pain, yet there was nowhere to complain.
"I, the most talented woman in the capital, have actually been reduced to comparing myself to a courtesan..."
Jiang Yao muttered to herself, her heart filled with self-mockery, resentment, pain, and struggle.
She has always been the focus of attention, possessing both exceptional talent and outstanding beauty.
In other words, her father didn't know how to appreciate her; he always treated Jiang Shuwan like a treasure and her like a weed.
She was clearly blessed by the gods, a person favored by heaven who had both transmigrated and been reborn.
She is very talented; she can compose poetry and make ice.
These two skills alone are enough to easily defeat any woman in the entire Great Jing Dynasty dozens of times over.
Yulang was once proud of her.
However, to be compared to a courtesan was undoubtedly a huge blow to her.
Upon realizing her own feelings, Jiang Yao felt extremely distressed, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.
She felt that her self-esteem had been insulted like never before.
"That cheap whore ridden by thousands dares to compare herself to me..."
"I'm highly educated..."
Jiang Yao kept telling herself, trying to convince herself not to care about Xiao Taohong.
But the thought of Pei Lingyu's departing figure still brings a deep-seated pain to my heart.
"Even if Lianxiang and Lianyu are worthless, Yulang would never run away from home for them..."
"Is a little peach blossom really that important?"
"Doesn't Yulang know that I'm keeping him away from women for his future?"
"No, I can't think like that. I can't compete for favor with a prostitute..."
"Have all the books I've read over the years been eaten by dogs?"
"I have my pride, and I cannot demean myself like this."
"He's the one who ate shit, so why should I doubt myself?"
Tears welled up in my eyes, but I held them back.
Jiang Yao took her maid and went straight back to her parents' home.
The entire mansion bears traces of Pei Lingyu's life.
She was away for a few days, clearing her mind and thinking things through.
However, once she returned to the Jiang residence, she found that she couldn't calm down at all.
Her mind was filled with images of Yulang.
He rode over to see her, he secretly watched her at poetry gatherings, and they had secret rendezvous at the temple, where they kissed and embraced passionately yet restrainedly.
They eventually became a couple.
This is her love across two lifetimes.
How could she calm down?
Jiang Yao collapsed onto the bed and burst into tears again. She then locked herself in her room, refusing to eat or drink.
Mrs. Song was anxiously banging on the door from outside.
"Yao'er, don't ruin your health. That heartless philanderer Pei Lingyu isn't worth it!"
"Mother, how can you be so cold-blooded? Yulang is my husband. You can't scold him like that. Apart from women, he's very good to me all the time."
"You silly girl, still defending him! I told you long ago that Pei Lingyu was no good, but you wouldn't listen, and now look what happened to you!"
Mrs. Song was so angry that she stomped her feet outside.
She scolded him with exasperation, "Look at your eldest sister, Jiang Shuwan, she married into the Marquis's mansion and lives such a glamorous life. And you, you've married a good-for-nothing! You even brought a brothel slut into the mansion, what a misfortune! What family has a new wife who has only been married for a year and already has so many women in the harem?"
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