"Sister Chen..." Aunt Jiang raised her hand and touched Chu Qianchen's fair and smooth face, "Have you been to the Madam's place often recently?"

Chu Qianchen nodded calmly.

Aunt Jiang asked again: "Sister Chen, where did you learn medical skills?"

"On the farm." Chu Qianchen looked at Aunt Jiang's autumn-water eyes and said, "I was free at the time, so I bought two medical books from a passing doctor. I read them and understood them."

Chu Qianchen's mouth curled up, "Aunt, you know, at that time, I was very sick, and there was no good doctor in the manor, so I thought I could learn medical skills and heal myself. Look, I cured myself. Otherwise, I couldn't return home."

"Aunt, don't you think so?"

"In fact, Liuhe Manor is really nice, with beautiful scenery and mountains, very suitable for recuperation. I heard from Aunt Cui that Aunt's illness has not been cured, do you want to go there to recuperate?"

"..." Aunt Jiang was choked.

She stared at Chu Qianchen intently, unsure whether she was deliberately being harsh on her. However, Chu Qianchen had a gentle personality and was not one to be pushy.

"Second Miss," Aunt Cui said, trying to smooth things over, "My aunt has always been weak, and she is only holding on for you and the young master. Otherwise, who would you and your brother rely on in this mansion?"

"So that's how it is." Chu Qianchen nodded, as if he had just said it casually.

"Auntie, you asked me to come here today, but it's not because you want to go to Liuhe Manor to recuperate." Chu Qianchen pretended to stand up, "If Auntie has nothing else to do, then I will take my leave first."

When did she say she was going to recuperate?! Aunt Jiang almost blurted out, feeling like she was holding her breath. It had only been a few days, and she could no longer see through Chu Qianchen.

Was Chu Qianchen's words just now a sign of concern for me or an intentional mockery of me?

"Sister Chen!" Aunt Jiang reached out and grabbed her in a somewhat inappropriate manner.

When Chu Qianchen's clear phoenix eyes looked over, Aunt Jiang was startled for a moment, then she grabbed the water-green embroidered lotus purse on Chu Qianchen's waist as if nothing had happened, and praised: "This purse is embroidered well, your needlework is getting better and better. Can you take it off and let Aunt Jiang take a closer look?"

Chu Qianchen followed her instructions, untied the purse and handed it over.

"The lotus on this purse is embroidered so beautifully, and the water droplets on it look like real ones." Aunt Jiang's slender hands gently stroked the surface of the purse, as if she couldn't let it go.

Chu Qianchen just pursed his lips and smiled lightly without responding.

Aunt Jiang lowered her eyes slightly, took the small and exquisite purse, looked at it carefully, played with it, and smiled gently.

Aunt Cui said in a playful way: "Auntie, since you like it so much, why not let the second young lady embroider another one for you."

"How can that be possible?" Aunt Jiang said reluctantly, "Needlework is too tiring. Just look at the petals of this lotus. At least ten kinds of embroidery threads were used to embroider such lifelike petals. I can't bear to let Sister Chen spend so much time and energy on me."

"Aunt, your purse is also newly embroidered. Why don't you exchange it with the second young lady's?" Aunt Cui said in unison.

Aunt Jiang looked at Chu Qianchen expectantly, her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak.

"Aunt, I like this purse too." Chu Qianchen said with a smile, refusing neither softly nor hard.

"..." Aunt Jiang opened her eyes slightly in surprise.

Just as she was about to speak, a round-faced maid came in and said cheerfully, "Auntie, the Marquis is here."

The marquis that the little maidservant mentioned was naturally the male owner of this marquisate, Marquis Yongding Chu Lingxiao.

This was the first time she had seen her father since her rebirth, the man who had kicked her out of the house in her previous life.

There was an extremely complicated light flashing in her eyes.

Parents are supposed to protect and bless their children, but after experiencing everything in her previous life, she realized that not all parents in this world are like this. Sometimes, the person who gave you your blood is worse than a stranger who has nothing to do with you.

Her aunt said "it's for her own good", but it was just lip service. In her aunt's heart, her biological daughter was probably not as good as one of the cats and dogs she raised.

When the kittens and puppies died, Aunt Jiang would shed a few tears, be sad for a while, and then have them buried.

And, on the day she was driven out of the Marquis' Mansion in her previous life, Aunt Jiang didn't even show up.

Aunt Cui did come, but she met her outside the mansion. She still remembers clearly what Aunt Cui said at that time:

"Miss, my aunt is ill because of you and can't get up. But don't worry, when my aunt gets better, she will definitely ask the marquis for mercy. Here are five taels of silver. Keep them and settle down first..."

Nanny Cui gave her five taels of silver as alms.

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At that time, she was anxious but full of hope, wondering how she could rely on the five taels of silver to survive until Aunt Jiang persuaded her father to allow her to return to the Marquis' Mansion. However, she ultimately failed to keep the silver and was unable to return to the Marquis' Mansion.

She didn't know whether it was because Aunt Jiang never pleaded for her or because her father was just unwilling to give in.

In the previous life, my father gave up on me so easily. Was it because of some compelling reason? Or was it that he, like Aunt Jiang, never cared about me as a concubine?

Thinking of this, Chu Qianchen's eyes moved slightly, and he looked towards the opened door curtain in front of him on the right.

Chu Lingxiao strode in.

He was only thirty years old this year, with a handsome appearance. He was wearing a royal blue brocade robe and his hair was tied with a jade crown. His smiling eyes fell on Aunt Jiang and he walked straight towards her.

"Father." Chu Qianchen stood up, bowed to Chu Lingxiao and shouted.

Chu Lingxiao nodded to her without smiling, and then supported Aunt Jiang who was about to stand up to pay her respects, and said softly, "If you are not feeling well, don't get up."

Aunt Jiang smiled at him with pursed lips, her eyes moving, gentle and affectionate.

Chu Lingxiao sat down on the beauty couch, just to the left of Aunt Jiang.

"What are you talking about?" Chu Lingxiao asked with a smile, looking at Aunt Jiang with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"My Lord, look, this is the purse embroidered by Sister Chen. Isn't it beautiful?" Aunt Jiang showed him the aqua-green purse and said with a smile, "I asked Sister Chen for it, but she refused."

"Sister Chen's needlework is much better than mine. I like it just by looking at it."

Aunt Jiang's voice was soft and gentle, with a slightly upturned ending that had a coquettish flavor that made people feel warm inside.

"Oh?" Chu Lingxiao was not interested in these women's gadgets. He didn't even look at them. He narrowed his eyes at Chu Qianchen and said without question, "Sister Chen, since your aunt likes it, you can give it to her as a filial gift."

(End of this chapter)