May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Wen Yuanshu was prepared: "Mother-in-law, you know perfectly well that I did come, but Miss Xie wouldn't let me get involved and even sent me back."

When she said this, Wen Yuanshu was also very helpless, and even a little aggrieved.

Behind her, Chunhua lowered her head, but a knowing glint flashed in her eyes.

No wonder Wen Yuanshu insisted on coming over that afternoon; it turns out she had already anticipated that if Xie Qianjiao got into trouble, she wouldn't be able to escape either.

So, after coming to the public and being chased away by Xie Qianjiao in public, if anything else happens, it's none of her business.

After all, it wasn't that she didn't want to help, but rather that they wouldn't let her get involved.

Sure enough, the old lady was speechless after hearing her words.

Finally, the old lady could only glare at Xie Qianjiao, who looked aggrieved, before awkwardly turning over and closing her eyes.

Seeing that the old lady had fallen asleep, the three mistresses all left, leaving only Pei Zeyu and Xie Qianjiao to guard the bedside.

Seeing that the old lady was sleeping peacefully, Pei Zeyu frowned and called Xie Qianjiao outside.

"What exactly happened with those crabs?" Pei Zeyu asked in a low voice.

“Cousin, I really didn’t know,” Xie Qianjiao said, tears welling in her eyes. “I really spent a lot of money, I didn’t dare to skimp on anything, who knew…”

She was even afraid the crab seller would try to rip her off, so she specifically asked someone to add some more! Who would have thought that the man, seeing her as wealthy and powerful, would simply treat her like a sucker!

Pei Zeyu clicked his tongue and said, "Are we going to the same place as before?"

Xie Qianjiao's face stiffened, and she couldn't answer.

Seeing this, Pei Zeyu understood everything.

He felt utterly exhausted: "Jiaojiao, the ways of the capital are far more complex than you think. You've just taken over and don't know anything yet. Following Yuan Shu's previous path would have been the safest course of action, but why did you insist on..."

He sighed, "Let's not talk about anything else, tonight is my mother's birthday banquet, and now it's turned into this..."

He sighed again.

Although he didn't say anything harsh, his sighs, one after another, and the almost tangible disappointment in his eyes were heavier than any scolding in the world.

Xie Qianjiao lowered her head, her fingers tightly intertwined.

“…If you have anything to do in the future, you should discuss it with Yuan Shu first before doing anything,” Pei Zeyu said. “I can take care of Mother. You can go and look after Zhicheng.”

After saying that, Pei Zeyu turned and went into the bedroom.

However, Xie Qianjiao stood outside the door, not making a move for a long time.

He keeps calling her Yuan Shu, when did he become so intimate with that bitch!

They even stepped on her to praise that bitch!

What's so good about that bitch?!

Xie Qianjiao took several deep breaths before she could barely suppress the soreness and resentment in her heart.

It's okay, she's not afraid of getting into trouble.

Anyway, she always finds a way to get her aunt and cousin to forgive her.

She refused to believe it. It's just managing a household, right? If Wen Yuanshu can manage it well, why can't she?

It's absolutely impossible for her to follow in Wen Yuanshu's footsteps!

Xie Qianjiao left in anger, secretly determined that one day she would make the old lady and Pei Zeyu look at her with new eyes!

-

The following afternoon, Wen Yuanshu was reading a storybook in her courtyard when Old Master Zhou from Xinglin Hall suddenly arrived, looking furious: "That so-called concubine in your household, really... when she came to see me, she made it sound like your mother-in-law was about to die. I rushed over here only to find out that I came all this way just to put her mind at ease!"

Chunhua quickly served hot tea, which Mr. Zhou accepted and drank in one gulp.

"That old lady's life is precious! Doesn't she think about how old I am? Can I withstand this kind of torment?"

Mr. Zhou is the son of the former Imperial Physician. Because he disliked the rules and regulations of the palace, he set up his own faction outside and became very popular among the powerful and influential.

Wen Heng had been fighting in the war years ago. When he returned to the capital, the most important thing was to recuperate. The General's Mansion would always invite him. Over time, they became familiar with each other and had a good relationship. Otherwise, Old Master Zhou would not have personally taken care of such a small matter as recuperating a child's health.

Wen Yuanshu raised an eyebrow: "So that's why you suddenly came..."

Mr. Zhou gave a heavy, cold snort: "Do you remember what I told you last time?"

Most people avoid seeking medical treatment, and Wen Yuanshu was no exception. She always felt that if she didn't feel any pain or itching, seeing a doctor would only make her sick. As a result, she was scolded by Mr. Zhou last time.

He also said that next time he comes, he must show it to Wen Yuanshu.

Wen Yuanshu's lips twitched: "It wasn't me who invited you here..."

"Since we're already at the Marquis's residence, a few more steps won't make a difference," Old Master Zhou glanced at her and casually laid out the pulse pillow. "Come here!"

Seeing this, Wen Yuanshu knew she couldn't escape this time, so she took a deep breath, made full preparations, got up, went over and sat down, and obediently placed the pulse pillow on her body.

Seeing that she was relatively obedient, Mr. Zhou's expression softened somewhat. He then took her pulse and stopped talking.

After a long while, Mr. Zhou finally moved his hand away.

Seeing his dark and unreadable expression, Wen Yuanshu's heart immediately jumped, and she even subconsciously held her breath.

Mr. Zhou looked at her with complicated emotions: "You... you've probably fallen for someone's trick."

Wen Yuanshu was taken aback: "What?"

"Your body is no longer capable of bearing children."

Mr. Zhou's casual remark struck Wen Yuanshu's heart like a heavy hammer blow.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't find her own voice.

Chunhua was also shocked: "W-what did you say? What do you mean you can't have children?"

“Infertility drug,” Mr. Zhou looked at Chunhua, “but it doesn’t matter. There are many secret methods in the palace. I’ll go to the palace now, and maybe I can find something.”

After saying that, Mr. Zhou picked up his medicine box and left in a hurry.

As he reached the door, Mr. Zhou paused, turned around, and said, "Judging from the pulse, this medicine wasn't given just a few days ago; it's been going on for quite some time. So there's no need to blame yourself for avoiding medical treatment earlier."

After saying that, Mr. Zhou continued walking.

Wen Yuanshu swayed slightly, and Chunhua quickly supported her: "Madam!"

"...I'm fine."

Wen Yuanshu frowned.

She was wondering when she had been infected.

But the memories of both lifetimes were tangled together in her mind, and she couldn't find them anywhere.

Upon seeing this, Chunhua quickly turned around to pour her some tea.

Suddenly, a sound like a teacup falling to the ground rang out, and Wen Yuanshu subconsciously turned her head.

"Madam, do you... do you still remember the day you first came into the family?" Chunhua felt her throat tighten, and even speaking was difficult. "That night, Zhang Mama said you had worked hard all day and brought you a bowl of tonic..."

The Marquis's residence never sent anything to Wen Yuanshu, except for that bowl of tonic, so Chunhua remembered it very clearly.

Only after she mentioned it did Wen Yuanshu remember.

That's true.

At that time, she was only grateful for her mother-in-law's kindness, and it was because of that bowl of medicine that she always believed the Marquis's family valued her. Little did she know...

That was actually a bowl of infertility-inducing medicine!

Wen Yuanshu's face suddenly turned as pale as snow.

In other words, from the day she entered the Marquis's residence, the people there never intended for her to have a child?!

Even though Pei Zeyu didn't like her at all, and even though the two of them didn't even spend their wedding night together, they still drugged her.

for what?

Is it absolutely foolproof?

Wen Yuanshu felt as if all her strength had been drained away.

To be honest, even if she could get pregnant now, she wouldn't want to have Pei Zeyu's child.

Whether you want to or not is one thing, whether you can or not is another.

No one in this world has the right to deprive her of the right to choose whether or not to become a mother.

This isn't over yet.

A low laugh suddenly echoed in the room, chilling and sinister as if it came from hell.

"Chunhua, go and check on Zhang Mama."

"Also, you will personally take a few guards to Rouge Lane..."