Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Zhan Duoer frowned, "Grandmother, you've been smart all your life, but you've been foolish for a moment. If the real thing is hard to get, then isn't it easier to make a fake one? Those three maids have been in my uncle's yard for so long, they must have seen it. Let's have the embroiderer make it overnight!"

Old Madam Zhan hurriedly called Nanny An into the room and carefully told her to hurry up and do her job.

The Second Madam wiped her tears and said, "I hope that God will bless Duo'er and make her idea work. Then I will give her a good beating and let Yu'er vent her anger!"

Old Madam Zhan couldn't bear to see her crying like this. She couldn't help but scold her, "What's the point of just crying? If you had just controlled that little bitch Chen Zhilan, she wouldn't have caused such a big mess!"

The Second Madam felt a little aggrieved: "Mother, didn't you say that we should let them have contact? You also said that if Lan'er became the Crown Prince's wife, the entire Marquisate would belong to us in the future. This is called keeping the wealth within the family!"

Madam Zhan interrupted with a stiff face, "I allowed them to have contact, but I didn't let them have a child. Now, there's talk of getting pregnant before marriage. What should have been a respectable status has now become a child born out of wedlock, a subject to condemnation!"

The second wife gritted her teeth, her face pale and ugly.

Zhan Duoer quickly acted as a peacemaker: "As long as we drive that bitch out of our mansion and make my sister-in-law the principal wife, who would dare to say that the child was born out of wedlock?"

The Second Madam's expression softened slightly. She nodded and said, "I can't let my grandson suffer even the slightest injustice!"

A ruthless look suddenly flashed in Madam Zhan's eyes: "This time, not only must she be driven out of the Marquis' Mansion, but she must also be driven out of the house with nothing. A slut like her with bad morals should compensate us with all her dowry!"

Zhan Duo'er's face was full of greed: "Grandma is right, all those good things of that bitch should belong to us!"

At this time, Chen Zhilan was unaware of the old lady's conspiracy. She was kneeling on the mat, copying the "Female Commandments" in accordance with the Marquis's orders.

She had previously thought that as long as she could enter the Marquis' Mansion, even as a concubine, she would have a chance to turn her life around thanks to Zhan Yu's favor.

However, it was only the second day, and not only had she been slapped several times, she was also punished to kneel in this remote courtyard and copy the Women's Commandments.

She copied over and over again until her hands became red and swollen!

Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at the old lady standing beside her: "Can you let me rest for a while? It's too cold at night, and my hands are so stiff that I can hardly hold a pen!"

The old lady was sent by Zhan Yan, so naturally she handled the matter impartially.

She said with a sullen face, "Auntie, please don't blame me for not taking care of your body. It's because you can't finish today's task that I will be punished. Please have pity on me and don't let me be implicated by you!"

Chen Zhilan subconsciously wanted to yell, but then she thought that this was Zhan Yan's confidant.

This is someone she cannot afford to offend!

She continued to act aggrieved, "Mammy, you know I'm pregnant. If I overwork myself and injure the heir of the Zhan family, you can't bear this responsibility, and neither can I!"

The old nanny rolled her eyes secretly and thought, how precious do you think a child born out of wedlock can be in the Marquis's mansion?

The Marquis doesn't care at all!

Otherwise, why would she be told that no matter how noisy Chen Zhilan was, she must make her finish the day's task, otherwise she would be punished according to family rules.

Noticing that the old nanny didn't say anything, Chen Zhilan thought her words had worked.

She couldn't help but touch her belly proudly and ordered, "Please go get me a cushion, Madam. My waist is a little sore!"

The old lady smiled cunningly: "Okay!"

She walked quickly outside and came back soon.

Chen Zhilan looked at her in surprise: "Where's the cushion?"

The old nanny didn't say a word. She just covered her mouth with a handkerchief, pressed her hands and feet hard, and regardless of her resistance, she inserted the silver needle into her legs.

"Woo!" Chen Zhilan's eyes suddenly widened and her whole body began to tremble violently.

The old lady asked coldly, "Are you going to write it or not? Are you going to write it or not?"

Chen Zhilan nodded hurriedly, tears streaming down her face.

The old lady then put away her needle and placed a pen and paper in front of her with a smile.

After Chen Zhilan was freed, she immediately angrily questioned, "You're using lynching on me like this, aren't you afraid that I'll report you to the Marquis?"

The old nanny immediately opened her eyes wide with innocence: "Oh, Aunt Chen, please don't accuse me so unjustly. You said that I used lynching on you, do you have any evidence?"

Chen Zhilan gritted her teeth. Of course she had evidence. She almost died from the pain when she was pricked with the needle just now.

She just doesn't believe that there won't be any wounds left!

She didn't hesitate any longer and quickly opened her clothes.

She said in a cold voice: "No matter what, I am the prince's concubine after all. I won't accept your bullying me like this!"

The old lady urged with a smile: "Show me your wound first!"

Chen Zhilan lowered her head and took a closer look, and there was really no wound?

what happened?

She looked carefully and found that the skin was fine, without even a scratch.

But she was clearly in so much pain that she broke out in cold sweats!

The old nanny pretended to be sad and said, "I am truly wronged. I stayed by Concubine Chen's side late at night to urge you to write the Women's Guidelines. Not only are you ungrateful, you even slandered and even used lynching on you. I will go tell the Marquis that your Concubine Chen is unruly!"

Chen Zhilan was scared to death. In Zhan Yan's mind, her reputation was already extremely bad, and she couldn't possibly anger him again.

Without further hesitation, she knelt down before the old lady and said, "Don't go, please don't go. It's my fault. I shouldn't have been lazy. Please forgive me, sir."

There was a hint of coldness in the old nanny's eyes, but her face showed an expression of not acknowledging the responsibility.

She shook her head vigorously: "Mrs. Chen, please don't embarrass me. You are not wrong. I am the one who is wrong. I shouldn't urge you to complete your tasks every day. I am guilty of insubordination. I deserve to die!"

As she spoke, she raised her foot and walked out.

Chen Zhilan hugged her ankles and sobbed sadly, "Mammy, dear Mammy, are you really going to force me to death? I've already admitted my fault to you, and you still won't forgive me?"

After crying, she slapped her cheeks hard.

The old lady quickly stopped him: "Don't do that! If you leave any marks, I won't be able to claim it!"

Aunt Chen subconsciously assured: "It's not your fault. I took the initiative to fight. I was willing to do it. I only ask that you forgive me this time!"

Seeing that her pretty little face had become swollen, the old nanny decided to stop while she was ahead.

She paused and said, "Stop fighting! No matter what, since you've entered this Repentance Court, you should obey the Marquis' orders. Don't be lazy anymore!"

Chen Zhilan nodded bitterly: "Okay, I'll go copy it right away!"

Seeing her obediently crawl back to the desk and finish her work, the old nanny nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Chen Zhilan was extremely angry. She had originally thought that Madam Zhan would send someone to rescue her, but she didn't expect that after making such a fuss for so long, not even a single person showed up.

Do the prince and grandmother not care about her life or death?