The cannon fodder female supporting role wants to run away, and the madly criticizing prince is red-

Yu put down the hand that was supporting her head.

She lowered her head and saw Gu Huai holding her and trying to please her. She asked, "To be promoted to a co-wife? Why do you think so?"

"Has our mansion ever treated her badly?"

Yu's chest slumped down in anger, "You dote on her so much, not to mention what happened before, the Marquis also protected her. You promoted her to be your equal wife, where do you put Jiayao?"

She used some force to pat Gu Huai's shoulder, patting him three times, making his clothes rustle. "Although I have changed my opinion of her, she was born in a brothel. A concubine? A prostitute from a brothel as a concubine? On an equal footing with the pure and innocent Jia Yao who came from a noble family? Do you think this is fair? Besides, how sad would Jia Yao be?"

Yu sighed deeply, her eyes full of heartache for Cheng Jiayao, "This child has been neglected by you, but she still works hard for this mansion. Has she ever received any love from you? And that Lin Qianqian has received all your love, and now you want to promote her to be your equal wife, which is too unfair to Jiayao."

"Since you have ignored her, you should make it up to her in terms of status. She doesn't deserve this treatment. She has done nothing wrong and should not be treated like this."

Next to the pine bonsai outside the house, Cheng Jiayao clenched her hands around the medicine bowl, and hot steam rose from the dark brown medicine.

She stood at the door, looking down at the ground.

After hesitating for a while, he walked in slowly, put down the medicine bowl, and said to Yu, "Mother, it's time for you to take the medicine."

Yu frowned at Gu Huai, "I don't agree with this."

"Jiayao is a filial child. She doesn't deserve to be treated like this."

"You're doting on that Lin too much? Aren't you afraid of spoiling her?" Yu's voice got louder and louder, and she shouted into Gu Huai's ear, "Jia Yao was married to you in a formal ceremony, and you redeemed that Lin from a brothel, so who is noble and who is humble? If there is no distinction between noble and humble in this world, do you want a princess to be on an equal footing with a beggar? What kind of nonsense is that? It would have been a mess a long time ago."

"Besides, a brothel girl becoming the concubine of our mansion will only make people laugh. They also accused us of abusing our daughter-in-law and not knowing right from wrong, praising a brothel girl so highly! Haven't we treated her well? You taking her out of the brothel is already the greatest gift!"

Cheng Jiayao's gloomy eyes regained their previous calmness, and she said to Yu with gratitude, "Mother, I..."

"If the prince agrees, it's fine with me..."

He still felt uncomfortable when he thought that a prostitute would have to manage the household with him from now on and be on an equal footing with him.

However, she couldn't let the prince think that she was narrow-minded and targeted his concubine.

"What a joke!" Yu felt angry.

She said to Gu Huai firmly, "Even if Jia Yao is tolerant, I will not agree. There has always been a distinction between the high and the low, and not every woman can be put on the stage. Her background determines that she can only be your concubine in this life. Only a lady from a famous family is qualified to be the wife of the marquis."

Gu Huai lowered his neck. Before leaving, he said solemnly, "Qianqian is the only wife in my heart. I don't care what others say. One of the ladies in the harem was also brought back from a brothel by the emperor. She became a favorite concubine and gave birth to a prince. If the emperor had despised her and despised her, she would not have given birth to a prince and a princess."

"If everything is divided based on status and position, and if it determines a person's life, then that's too unfair. If everything must be based on a strict hierarchy, then what qualifications does this Miss Cheng have to marry into our Marquis' Mansion? At most, she can marry a third or fourth rank minister, not our Marquis' Mansion."

Cheng Jiayao's face changed slightly. She glanced at Yu and then lowered her eyes.

"You actually despise Jiayao's background?" Yu's eyes widened in shock.

Gu Huai insisted, "Yes."

The handsome, slightly childish face was calm and composed, and the light in his eyes was sharp and sharp. "Miss Cheng's father's position is too low. He is only a fifth-rank scholar in the Hanlin Academy. He is not worthy of our mansion. He should have married a lady from a higher-ranking family, even if she is ugly or old. I want status. I want a girl from an aristocratic family that matches the status of our mansion, not the daughter of a low-ranking official like this."

Yu looked at Gu Huai with more and more disbelief.

Gu Huai suddenly cupped his hands and said to Yu, "Mother. I suddenly realized that what you said is absolutely right. You are right. Everything should be done according to the hierarchy. If I take a wife like this out, I will have a good reputation, instead of being accused of being the daughter of a fifth-rank official."

Yu's grip on the chair tightened, "A fifth-rank official is better than that Lin you brought back from the brothel. I know you're trying to elevate that Lin and belittle Jiayao, you can't say that about her."

Gu Huai glanced at Cheng Jiayao, without a trace of tenderness in his eyes, "You look down on Qianqian because of your social status, and I look down on the prince's wife you married for me because of my social status. Isn't this very fair!"