Even after Song Zhiyu's figure disappeared through the door, Shen Feng remained indignant, his anger finding no outlet, and he even blamed his mother for it.
She gave birth to a wonderful daughter, who was born to bring him misfortune; she was not nearly as considerate and sensible as Shu'er.
And then there's that spendthrift fourth son, who's good for nothing except teasing cats and dogs all day long.
Unlike the two children Rou'er bore him, who were intelligent and quick-witted, bringing honor to the Marquis's mansion...
Shen Feng grew angrier the more he thought about it. After comparing the two women in his mind, he became increasingly disgusted with Shen's mother.
"Prepare the carriage. I'm going out for a bit; you don't need to come with me."
He simply couldn't stand being in this house any longer.
But before he even reached the gate, he ran into Shen's mother, who had just returned home after visiting Shen Jinshu.
"Where is the Marquis going?" Madam Shen glanced at the carriage parked outside the mansion gate, and noticed that Shen Feng's expression was off, so she spoke cautiously.
"Don't ask so many questions you shouldn't ask. The most important thing is to raise Song Zhiyu well. From now on, I'll pretend I don't have this daughter." Shen Feng angrily said this, then stepped onto the carriage and drove away.
Chen's mother was left standing there, stunned and at a loss.
Married for many years, the Marquis kept his household clean, never took a concubine, and always treated her gently. He had never spoken to her so harshly before.
Every noblewoman in the capital envied her for choosing such a good husband, so why does she seem like a completely different person today...?
"What's wrong with the Marquis? Did I say something wrong?" Madam Shen hurriedly turned to look at Qiu Yue, her face showing a hint of confusion and hurt.
When she was scolded for no reason, her first thought was to reflect on whether her words were inappropriate, rather than blaming Shen Feng.
Seeing that Madam Shen was still struggling with the matter, Qiuyue gently comforted her, "Perhaps the Marquis is in a bad mood today. Madam, please don't think too much about it."
Mother Shen breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
She belatedly remembered what Shen Feng had just said, and her face suddenly darkened.
Within the Marquis's residence, only Song Zhiyu could incur the Marquis's wrath.
"Go and find out what happened while I was away from the Marquis's residence these past two days, and see what the Second Miss has done," Madam Shen instructed Qiu Yue.
"Does Madam suspect that the Second Miss has angered the Marquis again?" Qiu Yue held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but ask the question that was on her mind.
Madam Shen was taken aback by her question, and the words she had been holding back came out: "In this Marquis's mansion, she's the only one who's always causing trouble and making the Marquis angry."
"The Marquis is still her father, after all. If word gets out that she's acted this way, it will damage her reputation. After all, no noble family would want to marry a daughter-in-law who disrespects her elders."
Song Zhiyu was a piece of her own flesh and blood; how could she not care? It's just that they hadn't spent much time together, and the child's personality was too stubborn; she needed to work on her.
"Go and fetch Granny Li. I have something to say to her."
No sooner had Mother Shen finished speaking than a sharp female voice came from not far away, with a hint of schadenfreude in her tone, "Sister-in-law probably doesn't know that Granny Li has already been beaten to death by my elder brother."
"What?" Madam Shen suddenly looked up, her dark eyes staring straight at Madam Shen, unable to believe her ears.
Madam Shen covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you want to know why Madam Li was executed by my brother, you might as well ask your good daughter. She's quite capable."
As soon as she heard that the Marquis had given Song Zhiyu those valuable shops in the north of the city, she rushed over without stopping, only to find that he had already gone far away.
She is now in charge of the Hou Mansion, and the revenue from those shops is public property. Shen Feng gave the shops away without any consultation, so she naturally wants to know the details.
She was a smart woman and could see the situation clearly. Song Zhiyu now not only had the support of the Eldest Princess but also the favor of the Crown Prince, so she was not someone that an aunt could afford to offend.
But Shen's mother is different; she is Song Zhiyu's biological mother, so it would be easy for her to take back the shop.
Madam Shen could not believe that a person could change so much. She had also witnessed Song Zhiyu's care for Madam Shen, cooking medicinal meals and preparing medicine pills. The level of care she showed even made Madam Shen a little jealous.
She didn't particularly like Song Zhiyu; she just considered her another person in the household. However, Song Zhiyu's sincerity towards the main family did make her feel a little envious.
It's a pity that some people don't know how lucky they are.
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Mingfu Lane.
The simple and unassuming carriage slowly drove into the alley, went straight to the depths of the alley, and then came to a steady stop in front of a quaint and elegant house.
The servant got off the carriage first and knocked on the door. After a short while, a round-faced maid opened the door and welcomed him in.
As soon as they entered, they heard a soft, sweet voice, accompanied by the faint sound of hurried, disordered footsteps.
The newcomer wore an elegant, simple white dress, her hair was styled in a high bun, adorned only with a few pearl hairpins, and she looked both delicate and charming, with no trace of age on her face.
"This concubine greets Your Excellency." The woman curtsied gracefully, her alluring phoenix eyes gazing tenderly at Shen Feng, almost stealing his soul.
"My lord, you've finally come to see me! I've been longing for you all these days." The woman said coquettishly, leaning softly on Shen Feng's shoulder, her fingers tracing circles on his chest, her allure fully revealed.
Shen Feng's mood improved considerably, and he didn't mind coaxing the woman, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. I should have come to see Rou'er sooner. It's all because of that Song Zhiyu, who keeps making me miserable."
Upon hearing Song Zhiyu's name, Ye Rou paused in her actions, her eyes darted around, and she began to sob softly, "My lord, is Shu'er doing well in the Buddhist hall? It's all my fault as a useless mother; I can't openly visit Shu'er."
"Shu'er is my own daughter, so naturally I won't let her suffer. It's you who have been wronged." Shen Feng looked distressed, and his resentment towards his mother and Song Zhiyu deepened for some reason.
Ye Rou lowered her eyes in disappointment, "As long as I can stay by the Marquis's side, I don't feel wronged. It's just that I feel sorry that my two children cannot be recognized by their ancestors."
"Don't worry, it won't be long. Once Rushan has made another contribution, I will officially register him under my name and make him a legitimate heir of the Marquis's mansion."
As for that woman, her health is much worse than before. If I increase the dosage of the medicine, she will soon be able to step down and give way to a more virtuous one.” Shen Feng had already planned everything. When he mentioned Shen’s mother, the ruthlessness in his eyes was undisguised.
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