The cousin's family is extremely wealthy; she deserves to be a concubine.

Yes, He Zhizhu had secretly told her that Shui's third child was a son.

As the matriarch of the household, Madam Shen had no choice but to go and oversee things, and she also had to send maids and servants to inform Lord He and the old lady.

She won't be getting a good night's sleep tonight.

As for He Zhizhang, he felt extremely guilty because of Yuan Tiaotiao's miscarriage.

In particular, Du Juan's words, "The young mistress originally intended to wait for the young master to have dinner together," broke He Zhizhang's defenses.

He embraced Yuan Tiaotiao and said, "It's my fault. If I had come back sooner, our child might not have been lost."

Yuan Tiaotiao tightly gripped He Zhizhang's clothes, "No, it's not my fault, husband. Someone is trying to harm our child."

Husband, please help me find her, okay?

Let's avenge our child together... Waaaaah...

At this moment, Wen Hua wished she could disappear. She dared not make any unnecessary movements, for fear that Yuan Tiao Tiao would mistake her for the murderer and convict her.

When Wenqin saw the marks left by their lovemaking on He Zhizhang's neck, she felt a surge of resentment. She had only just learned that the young master had been keeping a mistress.

Finally, the young mistress became pregnant, giving her, as a concubine, the opportunity to serve her a few more times. But instead, she was bewitched by someone outside.

It's pitiful that she was so deeply in love with the young master, yet she couldn't win even half of his true affection.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Unconsciously, Wenqin stared at He Zhizhang's neck with a pair of resentful eyes.

Yuan Tiaotiao was naturally sensitive and noticed Wenqin's strange behavior. Before she could react, she followed Wenqin's gaze and saw the marks on He Zhizhang's neck.

Yuan Tiaotiao's heart tightened, and her eyes darkened.

She leaned her head against He Zhizhang's chest, her nose surrounded by the fragrance of the woman beside her, and forced herself to chase away the irrelevant people in the room.

Then, weakly, she murmured to He Zhizhang, "I had a dream a few days ago, and I dreamed of a chubby little dumpling smiling at me."

"Who would have thought that today, he would... It's all my fault. I, as his mother, failed to protect him."

He Zhizhang was already feeling guilty, and Yuan Tiaotiao's magnanimous behavior made him feel even more sorry for her.

"Don't worry, Madam Yuan. If it was really someone else who harmed our child, I will definitely avenge him."

Yuan Tiaotiao looked at He Zhizhang with tearful eyes and full of trust, "Okay, I'll wait for my husband to give me and my child justice."

He Zhizhang felt a headache coming on, but he still nodded with a forced smile.

He comforted Yuan Tiaotiao, helped her lie down, and watched her close her eyes until her breathing became even before quietly going to the outer room.

The royal physician had been waiting there for the young master's questions.

Hearing the physician's report, He Zhizhang also found it hard to believe.

The ginseng soup that Yuan Tiaotiao mentioned is naturally not a problem.

Could it be that Yuan Tiaotiao's emotional state was too volatile today, which led to her miscarriage?

The culprit behind Yuan Tiaotiao's emotional instability was none other than He Zhizhang himself.

He Zhizhang was unwilling to accept this fact.

Subconsciously, he was even more inclined to believe that Yuan Tiaotiao's body was too delicate and could not withstand the slightest setback, leading to a miscarriage.

But Yuan Tiaotiao had already suffered physical torment, and as a man, he could no longer blame Yuan Tiaotiao for this resentment.

Granny Zhang was an experienced and shrewd woman, always ready to share her master's burdens.

She suggested, "Although the ginseng soup is fine, since the young mistress is so determined about this, in order for her to have a proper postpartum recovery, this old servant thinks it might be better to send Wenqin to the estate for a while?"

"It's not too late to bring Wenqin back after the young mistress has recovered."

He Zhizhang understood that the so-called "bringing them back" was just a nice-sounding excuse.

Wenqin was merely a scapegoat for Yuan Tiaotiao's miscarriage.

He Zhizhang had no other choice but to nod and let Granny Zhang handle it. However, since she had served him for a while, He Zhizhang allowed Wenqin to take away all the money she had accumulated over the years.

At the same time, Granny Zhang mentioned Aunt Shui's childbirth.

He Zhizhang's feelings were equally complicated. At this moment, he couldn't feel any affection for his unborn younger brother.

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At that time, although it was late, almost all the masters in the mansion knew the news that Madam Yuan had miscarried and Concubine Shui had given birth.

He Zhizhu did not show much surprise when she heard Qiu Kui's report.

Okra's eyes flickered slightly; this was not how an aunt should behave.

He Zhizhu had no idea what Qiu Kui was thinking. In her prophetic dream, the child Yuan Tiaotiao was never born.

He Zhizhu couldn't remember exactly when or why the tire slipped.

It was this behavior that completely broke Qiu Kui's heart.

If they can be so indifferent to their own nephews, how much more so to girls like them who can be sold off at will?

He Zhizhu probably realized something too, and she casually asked, "Do you know what caused the miscarriage?"

In a couple of days, remember to prepare some nice things; we'll go to Mixiang Garden to visit my sister-in-law.

Okra agreed, but said insincerely, "Our young mistress is truly blessed to have married into the Marquis's mansion. The madam treats her like her own daughter."

"Even at a time like this, you are thinking of the young mistress who has lost her beloved son."

"As for the cause of the miscarriage, the physician was vague. He said that the young mistress was in poor health, or that she was overthinking things."

The young mistress herself seemed to have said that there was a problem with the ginseng soup that Miss Qin had fed her.

He Zhizhu's eyes widened. She thought it was just a bad pregnancy and that's why she miscarried. Little did she know there were so many twists and turns involved.

"Sister Wenqin, you only received the news in the evening, so you know about my brother keeping a mistress, right?"

"Even if Wenqin and the other two wanted to take advantage of the situation to scheme against my sister-in-law, they shouldn't have acted so quickly."

He Zhizhu admitted that she wanted to cause trouble, but she did not want to get rid of Yuan Tiaotiao's baby.

Regardless of whether the child can be born, at least I can call her aunt.

This child poses no threat to her, so she has no reason to harm an unborn child.

Upon hearing He Zhizhu's words, Qiu Kui quickly explained, "When Miss saw that there was no movement at Mixiang Garden, she instructed me to inform Miss Wenqin and Miss Wenhua about that matter."

"Miss, do you think that the young mistress's miscarriage was the work of those two?"

After all, the young mistress herself said that her stomach pain started after drinking the ginseng soup that Wenqin fed her.

He Zhizhu glared at Qiu Kui with her sharp eyes, "Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said."

You've served me for years, how could you be so ungrateful?

"It was indeed at my instruction that Wenqin and the other two knew about my brother keeping a mistress."

But since both of them live in the Fragrant Garden, it's impossible to keep my sister-in-law's outing a secret today. It's only a matter of time before Wenqin and Wenhua find out the reason.

"I just let them know sooner."

Besides, as you said before, the two of them only just learned about this matter; how could they have so quickly devised a plot to murder the mistress?

"Moreover, even if they wanted to harm someone, I believe that Wenqin and Wenhua would not use ginseng soup, which is the easiest thing to leave someone with a handle to use against them."

They came from the Shen family, so how could they be of such low rank?

She preferred to believe that the two women had been plotting against Yuan Tiaotiao's pregnancy for a long time, but it just so happened that she miscarried today.