The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

"Well... the red dates were indeed given to Wenquyuan by the old lady. So, you can take a little this time, and I will give you more next time. Is that okay? Longan can also replenish blood and qi, and the effect is better."

"Miss Taohong, please make some concessions and share some of it."

Red dates were not a scarce commodity, and in the past, having a little was enough. Who would have thought that someone in Wenquyuan liked to eat red dates as a snack, and wanted to come three times a day. She was caught off guard and could not even restock.

But Nanny Li specifically instructed them to take care of him, and they suddenly didn't have enough resources these past two days, so they kept him here on purpose. Who could have thought that the two sides would have a dispute over a red date?

Mother Song also looked embarrassed.

Mother Song wanted to keep things quiet, but she was clearly leaning towards Wenquyuan. Taohong could see that, and she raised her chin and snorted, saying in a condescending tone:

"Then you can take two."

Taohong is one of Sang Xi's close maids. She is well aware of the emotional entanglements between them, so deep down she doesn't take the second wife seriously. If she hadn't just changed her environment and arrived new, she wouldn't even want to explain.

Why should the second wife, who has nothing and is not favored, compare with them?

Chun Miao was hoping that they would do this. Her eyes turned red with grievance. She picked up the basket on the ground and threw it hard:

"Who are you looking down on? They're just a few red dates. We can just go out and buy them ourselves!"

"Don't be so arrogant! Things have changed. Even if our Second Madam has no one to rely on, she is still a legitimate mistress who was brought into the family in a sedan chair. Does she need charity from a concubine like you?"

"The Marquis' Mansion has always had a distinction between the high and the low, and the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children is even clearer. To put it bluntly, the eldest wife of the first house is the real owner, and the eldest young master and the eldest young lady are the legitimate children. Who do you think you are?"

"I haven't seen the master spend a night in the mansion for so long, and he was even chased to live in the courtyard of our second house. I don't know what will happen in the future."

"Is it a big deal to have a son? The eldest young master is a Jinshi. Who dares to say that there won't be other concubines in the future? Do you really think that you are the master of the main house once you enter the main house?"

"Ha~"

Chun Miao's mocking words were so sharp that everyone around him fell silent. Almost everyone's expression changed. At this moment, Xia Xiu ran over at the right time.

"Chun Miao, why are you arguing with others again? Say less. It's not easy for us to be officials."

Then, he waved his hand to apologize and pulled her away.

……

On the way, when they met crowded places, the two of them would fight and quarrel, and talk about what happened in the kitchen. As a result, before they returned to Yuxiu Courtyard, the news that Sang Xi was disliked by the master, bullied others by taking advantage of her power, occupied the second wife's yard and took her anger out on the second wife spread like wildfire.

Sang Xi had just returned from chatting with the old lady with her child in her arms. She had received a lot of rewards and was very happy, but she didn't expect to hear such rumors on the way. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood on the spot.

At a fork in the road, Sang Xi signaled the wet nurse to send the child back first, and then she looked at the servant behind her:

"Liu Ye, go and ask around and see what's going on."

She felt fine when she went to Fudeyuan and only sat there for an hour or so. Suddenly, the situation in the mansion seemed to change. Even the servants passing by looked at her strangely.

After sending the maid away, she walked towards the shade of the rockery. While she was wondering, two soft voices floated over:

"Hey, do you think our master likes Aunt Sang?"

"It's hard to say. Her only advantage is her youth and beauty. How can it compare with the relationship of more than ten years with the first lady? I guess it's just a temporary novelty. Didn't you see that the master didn't even enter her room these days?"

"Indeed! She has been driven to the Wenqu Courtyard of the Second House. I guess she will have a hard time in the future. What's the point of having a son and the old lady's favor? If a man doesn't like you, you will be miserable and widowed for the rest of your life."

"Oh, isn't that worse than the second wife? There's nothing we can do about being a widow, but this one will become an abandoned woman..."

"What can we do? Everything in the Marquis' Mansion will definitely belong to the master in the future. She is young and can't even control people now, so how can she expect to get the position when she is older? Just wait and see, she will be bullied by the first lady in the future. There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children, and one is a swaddling child and the other is a Jinshi. Who would care about her son? However, if it weren't for this son, she probably wouldn't even have a place to stand."

"Don't they say that a mother's status depends on her son?"

"Well, if I were her, I would definitely make plans early, and give birth to more children while I'm still young. Even if I can't tie down a man, it doesn't matter if one of them becomes successful or catches the old lady's eye in the future."

"That also requires your consent. How can giving birth be so easy?"

……

The woman's voice gradually faded away. Sang Xi leaned over and saw two figures dressed in maids' clothes disappearing at the doorway on one side. Her head was buzzing as if she had been hit on the head with a stick.

At first, she only wanted her child to find his ancestral home and for herself to have a home, but she forgot to consider these things.

There is definitely nothing going on between her and Ling Yuchi, but on the surface they appear to be in that kind of relationship. What people say is really scary.

Now that the old lady is alive, she and her child can barely cope and have someone to rely on for a short period of time; if the old lady is gone, she, a widow from the second wife, how can the first wife care about her and her child's life and death, let alone pave the way for her son.

After Ling Wenzhan's accidental death, all relationships changed. The child became an unspeakable black household and a stain, and she had a hard time.

It now seems that no matter whether they return to the Marquis' Mansion or not, and with what identity, both of them have no future.

The child is gone, and she is gone too.

When she thought of the dead Ling Wenzhan, Sang Xi couldn't help but have tears in her eyes again, and her heart was filled with love and hate.

What is she going to do now?

The old lady spoke more beautifully than she sang, and it seemed that she had never thought about them at all.

Three years ago, Ling Wenzhan did not give her a name, and made her hide her identity and suffer all kinds of grievances. Now he has established such a relationship with her. This is not for the sake of her son at all. It is clearly tying the hands and feet of her and her son for the rest of their lives.

All they want is the bloodline of the Marquis' Mansion, to expand their branches and serve as stepping stones for the Marquis' Mansion in the future, just like the illegitimate son of the Marquis' Mansion who has been away all the time - he is only fit to provide blood transfusions to the Marquis' Mansion and cannot even enter the capital.

After all, a nephew is not your biological son.

She was nothing to the eldest wife.

But now everything has been finalized and she doesn't even have the chance to choose.

No.

She can't let them control her.

Finally, in a daze, Sang Xi went back without even waiting for the maid.

……

That night, Beitang Yi went to the Qicai Building early again. This time, he was even more expectant. He couldn't even wait to see her, so he went straight into the tunnel and lit up all the oil lamps.

Walking and lighting up the lights along the way, Beitang Yi's mind was still filled with the warm scenes of the two of them having gone crazy several times and strolling in this long and narrow corridor at night with her on his back.

Every time she is lazy, spoiled, and likes to play tricks, just like a child.