The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

The two illegitimate sons can still inherit her title, and their biological mother will surely not object to this change.

From a concubine to a legitimate wife, what a wonderful thing it is, who wouldn't gladly accept it?

Thinking of this, Madam Young Master looked at Su Yu with mixed emotions, her eyes showing both expectation and worry.

In Su Yu's eyes, this expectation seemed like the endless desire for a legitimate son on Christmas.

A soft feeling of unwillingness to disappoint others welled up in her heart.

"If we want to talk about getting pregnant again, medically speaking, it is certainly possible."

Su Yu's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the fire of hope that had just been ignited in Madam Young Master.

Her expression couldn't help but dim, for she had a premonition that the old lady would urge her husband more urgently to visit her room, and she would have to face that intimate contact that would be both repulsive and helpless.

The interactions between them lack the warmth between husband and wife, and are filled with indifference and obligation. Each interaction is like a spiritual torture, suffocating.

Just as Madam Shaofu's heart sank to the bottom, Su Yu changed the subject...

"However, Madam still needs to recuperate her body and mind, so don't be impatient. I will prepare a few prescriptions for you to regulate your body constitution, and when the time is right, everything will fall into place naturally."

These words were like a spring breeze, rekindling the light of hope in Madam Master's eyes and allowing her to see a way to preserve her health while meeting the expectations of her family.

"only……"

Su Yu's words were gently drawn out, as if she was paving a detailed mental path for the following words. The depths of her eyes flickered with the subtle capture of Madam Shao Fu's complex emotions. This meticulous observation made the atmosphere in the room solemn for a moment. "Madam Shao Fu's physical condition is seriously deficient due to the delay of her past illness. Even if she is lucky enough to give birth to a new life, the mother's qi and blood may not be enough to nourish the child, causing congenital weakness. This is a result that none of us want to see. However, if you can use careful nursing to gradually restore your body's vitality and energy, there will be unlimited possibilities in the future, and there is no need to worry too much."

When the old lady heard this, the wrinkles on her brows seemed to relax a little, and the stone in her heart fell halfway. She just thought that she was lucky to be able to continue the family bloodline.

Madam Shao Fu felt a precious compassion and respect in Su Yu's comprehensive words. This delicate consideration not only maintained her face, but also cleverly put the right of choice back in her hands, causing a firmness to flash in her eyes - no matter what the future holds, she will give it a try for herself and for this family.

As the sun set in the west, the afterglow of dusk quietly climbed up the window frame. Su Yu couldn't help feeling a little anxious. The young master had not returned yet, and it seemed that today's return would be another wait in vain.

Just as this thought flashed through her mind, a servant hurried in, speaking with a hint of urgency and joy: "Madam, the master has returned now. Please bring Doctor Su to the front hall to meet him."

Su Yu felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and his urgency was evident in his words. He quickly asked, "But what about the news about my niece?"

The servant's expression was solemn yet a little relieved: "We brought back a little girl. As to whether she is the one you are looking for, Doctor Su needs to personally identify her."

Madam Shao Fu deeply understood the anxiety in Su Yu's heart, and without giving her any explanation, she led her through the winding corridor towards the front hall.

In the front hall, candlelight flickered. Master Shaofu sat at the head of the table, his posture showing an elusive sense of leisure and scrutiny. He took a sip of tea and said slowly, "I have found the person for you, but you still need to face and solve the problems that follow."

Although Su Yu was still confused about the implication of Master Young Master's words, the most important thing at the moment was to confirm the identity of the little girl.

Her eyes passed over the scattered figures in the hall and finally stopped on a thin, disheveled girl.

The child's clothes were tattered, and his hanging hair covered most of his face, leaving only a corner of his face that looked pale due to not seeing the sun for a long time.

Su Yu called softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice: "Daya?"

The girl looked up suddenly when she heard the voice, her eyes filled with surprise and fear, as if she couldn't believe that her second aunt would appear here at this moment.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but were forced back by her stubborn will. The expression on her little face was complex and contradictory, showing joy of reunion but also fear of an unknown fate.

It was not until then that Su Yu clearly saw that Daya's face was covered with crisscrossing, shocking scars. The dried bloodstains silently told the depth of the past trauma, and each scar seemed to be accusing an untold story.

Su Yu was shocked and speechless for a long time. Finally, he found his voice again. His voice was full of disbelief and deep regret: "This...what is going on? Who did such a cruel thing to her?"

The woman standing aside seemed to be Daya's caretaker. She gestured with her hands and feet and made unclear sounds with her mouth.

It turned out that the woman was mute, but she had not completely lost the ability to speak. Her words were just difficult to understand, which added a bit of mystery and sadness.

At the side, a plainly dressed attendant explained with a complicated expression: "The mute woman used gestures to tell us that the injuries on Daya's body were actually caused by herself. This situation not only caused the pawnbroker to lose the silver that should have been received, but also caused a lot of trouble. Therefore, if you insist on taking Daya away, according to their rules, you must compensate for this loss."

Su Yu secretly guessed in his heart that this person was the "old woman" that Biaozi mentioned, but he never expected that she was actually a mute who could not speak. Therefore, everyone called her "Mute Woman" instead of the name of Old Woman.

"Why did she commit suicide? If you don't tell me the truth, I will never pay a penny as compensation."

Su Yu's voice was filled with unquestionable severity, and coupled with the inviolable majesty of the Shaofu Mansion, the mute woman seemed even more anxious. The speed of her hand gestures also increased, and her emotions became more and more excited.

As time slowly passed, the mute woman's quick and intense gestures were intertwined with the nervous but hard work of the servant beside her. Gradually, Su Yu began to piece together the whole story.

Although Daya was thin and her face was sallow and dull, in the greedy and cold eyes of those human traffickers, she was considered to be a beauty who could attract customers in the future.

Moreover, she is still young and her character is easily shaped, making her a suitable candidate for training.

Therefore, they planned to sell her to the place of feasting, revelry and extravagance in exchange for higher profits.

The mute woman spent thirty-five taels of silver to take in Daya, and later received an advance payment of one hundred taels from Hua Manlou.