Lady Hou is reborn and, by pampering her illegitimate son, reclaims her life of wealth and privilege

Soon, the talk of the town spread like wildfire about a horrific tragedy: the second son of the Marquis of Jing'an had hired thugs to break the legs of the eldest son of the Marquis of Jiaxing. This news caused an uproar. In court, Lady Jiang Huaiyu, the wife of the Marquis of Jiaxing, spoke righteously and forcefully, ultimately imprisoning Liao Yuli and demanding legal retribution, pleading that Liao Yuli's legs be broken to atone for the suffering her son had endured.

This incident sparked widespread discussion among the people of the capital, who all said that Jiang Huaiyu was a lioness with extraordinary courage and wisdom in protecting her children. Just a few days earlier, Jiang Huaiyu had left the palace in a magnificent sedan chair, which made no one in the capital dare to underestimate the actions of the Marquis of Jiaxing.

Inside the Jing'an Marquis's residence, Lady Liao gazed at her son, whose legs were broken, being carried back. Her heart ached; her hatred for Jiang Huaiyu burned like an uncontrollable raging fire. A fierce glint flashed in her eyes as she swore viciously:

"Jiang Huaiyu, I will make sure that the Jiaxing Marquis's mansion is utterly destroyed, leaving no one unscathed!"

In the past, when Consort Li was not yet confined to her quarters, Lady Liao could still beg Consort Li to send an imperial physician to treat her son. However, at this time Consort Li had been demoted and her freedom of movement was restricted. The Marquis of Jing'an's mansion had no right to enjoy the privilege of an imperial physician. Helpless, Lady Liao had to search all over the capital and invite the most famous doctor in the city to treat Liao Yuli.

After examining Liao Yuli's legs, the doctor shook his head and sighed helplessly, "It's probably impossible for the second young master's legs to recover to their former state."

Lying on the bed, Liao Yuli's face contorted in pain as he wailed in despair, "How could this be? How could this be! I only crippled Wei Fenghui's legs, and he recovered. Why can't I? This is impossible! You quack, you're nothing but a useless quack!"

Witnessing her beloved son's tragic condition, Ms. Liao was heartbroken and urgently asked the doctor, "Why can't he be restored?"

The physician frowned and replied, "The second young master's kneecap is shattered; this is an injury that cannot be repaired. I have already done my utmost, and it is truly impossible for me to perform any more miraculous treatment. I suggest you seek another skilled physician." The physician was displeased by Liao Yuli's rude words, and after speaking, he turned and left without lingering.

"Sigh..." Watching the renowned physician leave, Liao's heart was filled with despair. She knew that even the most skilled doctors in the capital were helpless, and others were even more powerless; even the imperial physicians would probably be unable to do anything.

Liao Yuli lay on his hospital bed, writhing in pain, his voice filled with endless pleas: "Mother, I can't bear to be disabled. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in bed. Mother, please, save me."

Suddenly, he seemed to remember a possibility. "Mother, didn't you say that Consort Li possessed the miraculous 'White Jade Bone-Mending Ointment'? Isn't that medicine capable of miraculously healing broken bones? Mother, please beg Consort Li to bestow the White Jade Bone-Mending Ointment upon your son. Mother, I beg you."

Liao was filled with helplessness and sorrow. She knew that Consort Li had just been demoted to Consort Liao and was under house arrest, and that the precious White Jade Bone-Mending Ointment had been bestowed upon the Marquis of Jiaxing's residence by the Emperor. Having just incurred an irreconcilable hatred with the Marquis of Jiaxing's family, how could Jiang Huaiyu possibly hand over this miraculous medicine to her son so easily?

As if she had already accepted her fate, Mrs. Liao sighed helplessly, "Child, accept reality."

Upon hearing this, Liao Yuli was unable to bear the cruel reality of lifelong disability. He angrily pounded the bed, tears and rage mingling as he cried out, "Absolutely not! I won't accept this! You are all sinners! You are all sinners!"

Finally, Liao couldn't hold back her tears any longer and threw herself onto Liao Yuli, sobbing uncontrollably, "My son, my poor child..." After crying for a while, she forced herself to sit up straight, gently wiping away her tears with a handkerchief, her eyes filled with resentment. She stared at Liao Yuli's injured lower limbs, her eyes flashing with the flames of revenge: "Son, don't worry, your mother will definitely get justice for you."

Inside the Jiaxing Marquis's residence, Jiang Huaiyu, returning home from the Dali Temple, went straight to Wei Fenghui's Wuyang Garden.

Seeing that Wei Fenghui's recovery after applying the Baiyu Duanxu Ointment was quite optimistic, Jiang Huaiyu felt gratified.

Wei Fenghui lay on the bed, his eyes filled with gratitude. He knew everything that had happened at Dali Temple. His eyes not only shone with gratitude and emotion, but also hid deep guilt and self-reproach.

"Mother."

Hearing Wei Fenghui's call, Jiang Huaiyu looked up and gazed at him tenderly: "Hui, is there something you need?"

Wei Fenghui's voice trembled slightly as he said with difficulty, "Thank you." His words of gratitude contained a wealth of emotions, as gentle and profound as a warm spring breeze.

Jiang Huaiyu gently raised the corners of her mouth, softly stroked Wei Fenghui's head, and said gently, "Silly child, why do you need to say thank you to your mother? You are the apple of my eye, and it is only natural for me to protect you. Just focus on recovering, and your mother will support you in everything."

Wei Fenghui nodded seriously, his voice weak but firm: "Yes."

Sitting next to her, Wei Ruoyi witnessed the affectionate interaction between Wei Fenghui and Jiang Huaiyu, and felt a warmth in her heart, as well as relief for their harmonious relationship.

As night fell, Jiang Huaiyu specially instructed the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous feast. Considering Wei Fenghui's limited mobility, they dined together at Wei Fenghui's Wuyang Garden to celebrate their successful apprehension of Liao Yuli.

Upon learning of the harm that the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion had caused his elder brother, Wei Fengyun was filled with rage. "Mother, our Fujian Division bears the heavy responsibility of monitoring all officials. I absolutely do not believe that the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion has never committed any illegal or disorderly acts. Once they fall into my hands, I will make them taste the bitter fruit."

Jiang Huaiyu smiled slightly, her eyes revealing kindness and wisdom. "You're just a low-ranking official who's just started your career. How can you have so much power? Besides, you've just joined the Fujian Division. You must remember your superior's teachings and not act rashly. If you encounter any difficulties, you should discuss them with your mother in time."

Wei Fengyun nodded obediently, "I always obey orders, and my colleagues have been saying I'm well-behaved lately."

Jiang Huaiyu frowned slightly; these words didn't seem to be a compliment. But she didn't delve into it, only secretly guessing that it might be a sign of affection from others.

Upon hearing this, Wei Fenghui, who was lying in bed, couldn't help but frown slightly. He always had some worries about his second younger brother. The Fujian Division was directly under the royal family, full of talented people, all of whom were brave and skilled in battle and ruthless in their methods. He couldn't help but worry about whether Wei Fengyun could adapt to such an environment.

"Second brother, have you made any close friends with any colleagues in the Sword Subduing Division?"

Wei Fengyun nodded happily, "Of course they do, they take good care of me. Every time we go on a mission, they let me be at the forefront and give me the opportunity to make a name for myself. They know I'm eager to bring honor to my mother, so they always give me the chance to make a name for myself." As he said this, a hint of pride and anticipation flashed in his eyes.