A peasant girl with a special ability uses herself and two wolves to escape famine!

The First Madam thought about it and agreed. Although everyone in the mansion was her person, there was no guarantee that news wouldn't still leak out.

Seeing that she listened to her advice, the old woman boldly continued, "Madam, the master is already at his last gasp and won't last much longer. There's no need to give people something to talk about. In the end, it's better to let him leave in peace."

"You mean..."

"This old servant doesn't know what exactly happened between you and Master, or what Master did to wrong you and make you so disheartened. But to outsiders, you two have been a harmonious couple for over a decade, yet after his illness, you've become so indifferent to him. Tell me, what if someone in the manor were to spread word about Master's situation..."

The First Madam felt a chill run down her spine. If word got out, it would be tantamount to murdering her husband. Heartless and ungrateful, she turned her back on him the moment he fell ill. What about her reputation…?

What will my child think when they grow up and hear these things?

The First Madam's back was soaked with sweat; she had nearly caused a disaster. The Master was a dying man anyway; why should she argue with someone who was about to die?

"Granny, send two people to take good care of the master and his parents. They are getting old and need to rest. They shouldn't worry too much and exhaust themselves."

As the saying goes, "He who listens to advice will eat his fill." The old woman's words were a wake-up call, instantly sobering her up. She had been trapped in a dead end, fearing unrest in the household that she wouldn't be able to control, so she had been hoping for the master to die quickly.

The old man is beyond saving, and no one can take her place as head of the family. Now, her only option is to take good care of him so that she can secure a good reputation after his death. The same applies to the children.

The nanny was very pleased to see that the lady had listened to her advice and understood the key point.

"This old servant will immediately send someone to serve the master well."

The First Madam stood up; she had lost her mood for chanting. "I'll take the children to visit the Master after dinner."

The old woman bowed and said, "Yes."

The old lady looked at the doctor and the servants, completely bewildered. What was going on? Had her daughter-in-law gone mad?

The old man remained motionless, his expression serious, but he said nothing.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with them?"

The old man shook his head, signaling her to be quiet. He thought he understood what his daughter-in-law was doing. That was for the best; whatever her request, they were the ones who actually benefited.

The former governor looked at the newcomer and sneered, "You wretched woman, who gave you this advice? Now you want a reputation?"

But even if he didn't want to, he would do as she wished. After all, the child was his, and his parents would have to rely on her in the future. If the child did well in the future, even if he died, he would have done right by his ancestors.

His Achilles' heel was completely under the control of that vile woman.

"What exactly does she mean?" The old lady couldn't hold back any longer and pulled the old man outside to ask him in a low voice.

"She's figured it out. There's no need to torture a dying person. It wouldn't sound good if word got out."

"Hmph, she still wants fame. Even if she doesn't want it to spread, I'm going to tell outsiders."

The old man glared at him coldly, "Stupid! Family scandal, family scandal! What is family scandal? This is it! Don't you know that family scandals shouldn't be publicized?"

The old lady was puzzled; she now hated her daughter-in-law to the core. "If she's ugly, why can't we publicize it?"

"Who is she? Isn't she one of our family members? She's ugly, so how can our family have a good reputation? How can our grandson have a good reputation? When the children grow up and want to do great things, won't having a mother with a bad reputation affect them? Won't it affect our granddaughter's marriage?"

Don't be confused. No matter what she's done to our son, or to either of us, as long as she doesn't remarry, we can't say a single bad word about her. Not only can we not say anything bad about her, we must find ways to cover up her misdeeds. Because the future of our family depends on our grandson; we absolutely cannot obstruct his future.”

The old woman looked resentful.

“I know you’re angry, but you have to hold it in. Do you think our son isn’t annoyed? Did he make a scene? No! Because he’s already figured out all the ins and outs here. If he can endure it, what can’t we endure when we’re almost in our coffins?”

The old man sighed, "Old woman, our son doesn't have long to live, and we don't have many years left either. What's the point of fighting? If the children are doing well in the future, we can rest in peace."

The old lady's lips trembled, and she was shaking with anger.

That bitch, that bitch! She can't do anything about her!