The princess was ordained by Heaven.

On the other side, the guard opened the door to the inner room, and then a round thing rolled out.

Upon closer inspection, Zhao realized it was a little boy.

He was only about five or six years old, an age when children should be innocent and carefree, but he was obese and had a big belly. He screamed, kicked and hit, and had no cuteness at all.

A burly guard stepped forward and restrained him.

"Damn it! You dog of a servant, let me go!"

As expected of a mother and son, his howling sounded exactly like his mother's.

Zhao frowned and covered Er Ya's ears.

The guard holding the boy slapped him on the buttocks.

If they keep howling, I'll hit them again.

This child is stubborn; the more he cries, the louder it gets.

Zhou roared and stepped forward, trying to snatch the child, but no matter how much she threw a tantrum, she was no match for the guards.

"Is there no justice left?! He's just a child, what did he do wrong?!"

Zhao's expression was somewhat subtle.

She used to use this phrase to shut others up, but now that it's being used on her, it evokes a strange sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).

She coughed lightly, regaining her composure: "He didn't do anything wrong. The mistake lies in having parents like you, selling your own daughter to support your son. How could you be so heartless?"

Outside the light curtain

Zheng Jin snorted: "She even called us little brats and kept saying that we were not as good as the Crown Prince."

Zheng Jiao shrugged: "Zhao is trying to curry favor with my elder brother purely because she's after the benefits that the Crown Prince's status can bring her. As for cursing us... she curses everyone, using the most offensive language. It's not just targeting us; it's targeting everyone."

Zheng Jin returned late and therefore did not know that Zhao Shi had insulted most of the people in the capital...

Once she gets angry, she doesn't care who it is or what she's saying.

It can only be said that human nature is complex, and Zheng Jiao did not understand Zhao's thoughts.

Zheng Jin: "Heh, should I thank her for treating everyone equally?"

"That's not necessary."

Having found the Zhou couple's weakness, Zhao slowly said, "You must value this son very much. I'm not a good person. If you think you can threaten me, you've miscalculated. Of course, you can try, but at that time, what will happen to your manhood in my hands is anyone's guess."

Zhou Dafu was furious, but no matter how angry he was, he could only suppress it, because Zhao Shi was not afraid of him.

Zhao felt that talking to them was a waste of time, so she left with Er Ya without leaving them a single penny.

Er Ya asked with some concern, "Will they cause trouble?"

"They dare not."

The third household was the one that the Zhao family had been consistently giving money to.

After their daughter disappeared, the family had been searching for her. Zhao told them that their daughter had died and promised to help them find her body.

Now, she has come to fulfill her promise.

Today, the people in this family's yard seem to be busy.

Zhao stopped the people and asked them what was going on, only to find out that they had welcomed twins today, a boy and a girl.

Er Ya looked up and asked, "Are we still going?"

After a moment of silence, Zhao sent a servant to inquire.

The response they gave was to ask them to come back tomorrow.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Only Ding Kang looked smug: "See? I told you they were unwanted bastards. I know how to pick people."

He was extremely satisfied with his judgment. If he hadn't gotten involved with that Princess Yuanjia this time, he could have lived such a carefree life for the rest of his life.

Zhao gave him a cold look: "Congratulations, now you're also an unwanted bastard."

Her gaze was somewhat gloomy, and for some reason, Ding Kang felt a chill: "What do you mean!"

Zhao had no interest in answering his questions and got into the carriage with Er Ya.

Er Ya sat nervously in the carriage, staring blankly at the swaying curtain, lost in thought.

After a long silence, her eyelashes trembled as she whispered, "Should we not have been born into this world?"

Zhao's gaze was firm and calm: "How could you think that way? The more people think that way, the more you need to live a life that proves them wrong."

Isn't this referring to the Zhao family themselves?

She was not loved by her parents when she was young, so she vowed never to become like them. They looked down on her, so she would live better than anyone else. If she had children, she would definitely be the best mother in the world.

Although the method was not very elegant, she did manage to do it.

Zhao patted Er Ya's head: "Auntie has an idea, I wonder if you would like to work with Auntie to realize it?"

Er Ya asked疑惑地问道：“What are you thinking?”

"In this world, there are many children without homes, and many children who are not loved at home. Shall we help them?"

"But there are only two of us, how many can we save?"

"Save as many as you can, that's how many you can save."

If anyone could see Zhao's life trajectory, they would find that her fate suddenly took a turn at this moment, spreading in an unknown direction.

Some people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"How long do you think she can hold out?"

"do not know."

At this moment, everyone shares the same doubt.

Zheng Xun turned off the live stream.

[To guide people towards goodness is a meritorious deed. I am truly worthy of this title. All the people of Dayong, regardless of gender, should roll up their clothes like this. Only in this way can Dayong prosper.]

Other ministers: Thank you, King Juan.

Today's live stream was a bit heavy; let's lighten things up tomorrow!

Everyone: Very good, you have successfully caught my attention.

After the morning court session ended, news of Zhao's prodigal son's return to the capital spread instantly throughout the city.

Zhao was not exaggerating. She first gave the two little girls a proper burial, and then began to liquidate the property of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.

Despite her questionable character and conduct, she is actually quite good at managing a household.

Therefore, although the Duke of Dingguo's mansion did not have enough male members to support it, it was extremely wealthy.

Things can't be done overnight; just liquidating the assets will take a whole month.

Seeing her spirited appearance, Madame Chiang was finally relieved and turned to go home.

Lady Zhao was reluctant to part, but Lord Jiang was overjoyed.

Upon receiving the message, he drove his carriage to pick them up.

"You can come and visit often in the future," Zhao said gently, holding Madam Jiang's hand as she saw her off.

When Madame Chiang saw her clear and upright gaze, she still felt as if she were in a dream.

However, this is a good thing; it's always better to have more good people than more bad people in this world.

So she smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you don't go back to how you used to be, I'll come to visit you often."

Lord Chiang's sky collapsed quietly.

Still want to play? How do you want to play?

He silently pulled Madam Jiang's hand away from Madam Zhao's, and said pitifully, "Madam! Our child is still young, and the manor cannot do without you, the mistress of the house! I can't do without you either!"

Madame Chiang bid farewell to Madam Zhao with a sigh, scolding him as she left: "You! How old are you? You have no manners at all!"

"My dear wife, let me tell you, there are bad people outside. You have a kind heart, and I'm afraid you'll be deceived!"

Watching them leave, Zhao turned to Er Ya and said, "Let's go, Jingyang, let's go back."

When Er Ya heard her new name, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Okay."