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In the center of the General's Mansion, slightly behind it, stands a spacious courtyard. At this moment, the courtyard is brightly lit, and the sound of voices drifts out from the house from time to time.

Inside the house, an older woman, her face beaming with smiles, her eyes narrowed to slits, seemed to overflow with ingratiating intent as she said obsequiously:

"Madam, do you like this newly presented peony hair oil?"

He's expression was full of arrogance, and she gave a soft snort from her nose as a reply.

She stretched out her slender, long fingers, picked up a bit of hair oil, slowly brought it close to her nose, and gently sniffed it. Her posture was elegant, yet it exuded an indescribable air of nobility.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Madam He nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction in her voice, "Grandma Ling, you've always been very efficient. The things you've chosen are exactly what I wanted."

Upon hearing this, Granny Ling's smile deepened, and she rubbed her hands together, her fleshy face displaying an even more fawning and lewd grin.

"Of course! Madam, you are naturally beautiful, like a fairy, and you are fortunate to marry such a heroic figure as the general. Your status is extremely noble, so only such a wealthy and noble person is worthy of you!"

After saying that, her eyes darted around, and she continued, "Furthermore, once Miss Wan gets married and finds a good match, you, Madam, won't have to worry so much anymore. At that time, you will surely be even more radiant and beautiful!"

Although Granny Ling couldn't explain why the madam was taking such good care of He Wan, who had only recently arrived at the mansion, she had been navigating the complexities of the household for many years and was adept at reading people's expressions and understanding their hearts.

She knew perfectly well that although Miss Ran in the General's Mansion was born to the late Madam, she was not nearly as favored by the Madam as He Wan, the daughter of a distant relative with whom she had no connection whatsoever.

Upon hearing Granny Ling's words, Madam He turned her head and lingered on her for a moment with a deep and unfathomable look in her eyes.

After a moment, she chuckled softly, a smile that seemed to hold a deeper meaning, then turned her head back to examine her newly applied nail polish, saying casually:

"You certainly know how to use your tongue to please people."

After saying this, Madam He casually pulled a hairpin from her hair, tossed it on the ground, and said casually, "Here you go."

Granny Ling's eyes widened instantly, staring intently at the hairpin on the ground.

When she saw that it was a gold hairpin, she was so excited that her hands and feet trembled slightly. Forget about etiquette and restraint, she hurriedly bent down to pick up the hairpin, and eagerly bit it with her teeth. After confirming that it was genuine gold, her face lit up with joy, and she carefully put the hairpin into her bosom.

"How are the two maids in that brothel doing?"

Upon hearing this, Granny Ling disregarded her joyful expression and said seriously:

"Don't worry, Madam. We have dealt with them severely, and I don't think they will dare to make such a low-level mistake again."

Madam He glanced at her and said softly, "I think Granny Ling is mistaken. It's good that they make mistakes, otherwise how can I find fault with that hussy?"

Granny Ling was startled, but it was too late. She knew all too well the saying that trouble comes from the mouth, and blamed herself for being too excited and not thinking things through carefully.

Madam He looked at the maid standing motionless to the side and instructed her:

"Siji, you know what to do."