It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

"No, that would be too easy for her. I would rather tie her up under a dead tree in the backyard and torture her day after day. I want to witness her screaming in pain, begging for life but unable to, begging for death but unable to!"

The hatred in his words was like a raging fire, almost igniting the air.

Su Wanyu moved lightly, a cold light flashed in her lowered eyes, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. She slowly said, "Mother-in-law, I'm afraid your wishful thinking will fail."

Guo was shocked when she heard the voice. She looked up and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Why is it you? How did you appear here?"

Su Wanyu walked into the house slowly, leading her personal maid Siqi, with a hint of joking in her tone: "Why can't it be me? In this mansion now, besides me, who else would come to visit you in their spare time?"

There was no black hair on Guo's head, her face was withered and her bones were bony, but she still held on to the last bit of pride and refused to show weakness in front of Su Wanyu: "Do you think that imprisoning me here will make me helpless? I am the daughter of the dignified Guo family, they can't just leave me alone. And Yan'er, that is my son who I raised with my own hands, he will never sit idly by and let me suffer in this dark place! When the time comes, let's see how you explain all this to them!"

Su Wanyu didn't waste any more words with him, and instead told Siqi, "Go ahead and continue to prepare the medicinal food for Madam."

Upon hearing this, Guo's face suddenly turned livid. She stared at the bowl of unknown liquid in Siqi's hand, her eyes full of fear and anxiety, and her thin shoulders trembled constantly: "You, what on earth do you want to do?"

Su Wanyu responded calmly: "Of course it's to help you recuperate. This is the best chicken soup I made especially for you."

This time, the bowl was just ordinary chicken soup, but for Guo, who was already shrouded in fear, any food could be a deadly poison. She struggled desperately, trying to escape from this bondage: "How dare you! Su Wanyu, aren't you afraid that Yan'er will take your life after knowing this?"

Facing Guo's threat, Su Wanyu just smiled coldly. Her indifferent expression seemed to say that life and death were no longer important to her.

Guo was disturbed by this smile. While she was stunned, Siqi quickly stepped forward, pinched her chin, and forced the soup into her mouth despite her resistance.

Guo Shiru tried her best to resist, but all her efforts seemed in vain under Siqi's iron grip.

After finishing the bowl of soup, Guo's face became even paler. She tried to use her hands to dig out the food in her throat, but Siqi held her down tightly.

"Su Wanyu, you are so cruel! Remember this, I will make sure you die a miserable death!"

Even at this moment, Guo still did not give up her last struggle, but time waits for no one. If she delays any further, she is afraid that she will die of exhaustion in this endless waiting.

Su Wanyu turned around with a meaningful smile on her face: "Mother-in-law, you should have a good rest. I will come to see you in a few days."

Siqi loosened her hand and not only helped Guo tidy up the messy room, but also carefully laid out clean bedding.

If outsiders did not know the inside story, they would definitely praise the second young lady for being filial and virtuous, and for personally taking care of her seriously ill mother-in-law regardless of rumors from the outside world.

Day after day, Guo's mental state deteriorated. Since that time, even the most ordinary chicken soup turned into a bone-eating poison in her heart, making her increasingly thin and dazed. She wandered by the door all day, muttering Yan'er's name.

As time went on, rumors began to spread inside and outside the Zheng Mansion that the lady had suffered mental damage and abnormal behavior due to long-term imprisonment.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

Concerned about Guo's safety, the Guo family sent people to the Zheng Mansion to inquire, but Lord Zheng cleverly responded with various excuses and they were unable to get any accurate information.

The Guo family, considering the Yu family's reputation and interests, did not dare to investigate further for fear of bringing trouble upon themselves.

Time and again, Lord Zheng always found a way to shirk his responsibilities, and the Guo family's visits gradually became less frequent.

And little Guo has firmly established herself as the mistress of the Changping Marquis' Mansion. The power of the Zheng Mansion remains unchanged, and no one dares to question its authority easily.

Xiao Guo and Guo have completely different personalities. On the surface, they appear gentle and docile in front of Lord Zheng, but in fact, they are strong and steady in their hearts.

After Guo was imprisoned, her relationship with Su Wanyu became increasingly close. From drinking tea and chatting at the beginning to being open-hearted later, their friendship grew deeper and deeper.

Little Guo often gave Su Wanyu all kinds of exquisite little items, and even spent a lot of money to buy new and interesting gadgets on the market, filling two large boxes and sending them to Jiaoyangyuan.

Recently, Lord Zheng brought back rare fairy peaches from the palace. Little Guo couldn't wait to send them to Su Wanyu before she tasted them herself.

"Wanyu, I know you like to eat peaches. This is a treasure in the palace, and there is only one."

She smiled as beautifully as a flower and told the maid to gently place the fairy peach on the table.

Su Wanyu had a slim figure, and although she had lived in seclusion for a long time, she did not look bloated at all. She was very happy about this unexpected gift, especially the rare fairy peach, which she could only taste a few times every spring.

Seeing this, Xiao Guo smiled even brighter: "It seems that my choice is right. I heard that the emperor also likes this fairy peach very much. If Qin Chuan hadn't presented it to him, Lord Zheng would have had a hard time getting one."

Su Wanyu signaled Yunyi beside her to serve the best tea to little Guo.

Xiao Guo was generous in her spending at home and was not stingy in rewarding her servants, but she herself lived a simple life, dressed plainly and did not like luxurious decorations.

This made Su Wanyu suspicious. As the mistress of the Marquis of Changping's Mansion, why didn't she leave a way out for herself, but instead gave so generously? How could she ensure a worry-free life in the future?

Her eyes involuntarily fell on Xiao Guo's slightly bulging belly, and she asked with concern: "Madam, when will your child be born?"

Little Guo's fingers gently stroked across her bulging belly, as if she was communicating silently with the unborn life. Her smile contained endless tenderness: "Soon, in about two months, we will be able to meet."

Her eyes not only reflected the joy of becoming a mother, but also a light that transcended ordinary expectations. It was a deep longing for the future and a silent compensation for past regrets.

Su Wanyu took out a hand-sewn baby clothing from an exquisite wooden box. The delicate fabric was embroidered with a lifelike lotus pattern. "I sewed this myself a few days ago, stitch by stitch. If Madam doesn't mind, I hope it can add some warmth to the little life."

Little Guo's eyes fell on the small and exquisite piece of clothing, but she did not immediately reach out to take it. A complex look flashed across her face, like memories and sadness.

Just as Su Wanyu was about to ask, little Guo seemed to have noticed something and quickly held the clothes tightly in her hands, her eyes full of admiration: "This craftsmanship is really exquisite. I will definitely treasure it and tell this story to my children in the future."