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

Wang's mother was standing on the veranda, glancing at her from time to time; it was hard for her not to notice.

She knew that her health wasn't very good to begin with, and now that she was in the Marquis's mansion, she wouldn't be as well taken care of as she had when her biological father was alive, and he could call the best doctor in the city for even a minor ailment.

Without such good conditions, I could only try to stay healthy, copy scriptures for a while, and then take a walk around the yard.

The spring sun wasn't too harsh; it felt warm and cozy on her skin. She liked to sit in the yard and let the sunlight wash away the musty smell from her.

When Wang's mother saw her daughter sitting in the yard basking in the sun, she felt a little more at ease.

"Chunyan, don't sweep the floor now, lest you stir up dust on the young lady." Chunyan couldn't wait to be lazy and take a break. The floor is swept every day and doesn't look dirty at all. If you sweep it every two days, you can't tell at all. But Wang Mama keeps a close eye on her and the young lady every day.

"Okay, Mom." Chunyan put down the broom, then picked up the basin for washing clothes and started washing clothes not far from her daughter.

Hua Sirong closed her eyes slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and parted her red lips slightly, "Mom, at the beginning of the month, I asked you to enshrine the Buddhist scriptures I copied in the temple. When you return, please bring some snacks for Chunyan. She is young and eats vegetarian food with me. I'm afraid it will be bad for her health in the long run."

Madam Wang put down her work, brought a small stool and sat down next to Hua Sirong. She took her daughter's hand and said, "I know, my dear, you should spoil Chunyan. Be careful not to spoil her too much."

This made Chunyan squeal with delight, exclaiming how kind the girl was to her, and then sticking her tongue out at Wang Mama.

"You have no manners, Chunyan, you brat, are you itching for a beating again?" Madam Wang's words were all bark and no bite. Besides her daughter, Chunyan was the only girl she had, and of course she doted on her.

"Mom, you should also buy some food that we don't have in Xishan for the girl." Wang's mother whispered to Hua Sirong, as if afraid that Chunyan would overhear and steal the girl's share, which made Hua Sirong smile.

"My mother loves me the most." Hua Sirong pulled on Wang's mother's arm and leaned against her, her face serene and happy.

But Wang's mother felt extremely distressed. She could tell whether the child she raised was truly happy or just pretending.

"Don't worry, young lady. Your master and mistress will be watching over you from heaven." Madam Wang knew that her daughter had many worries on her mind, which was why she spent all her time copying Buddhist scriptures in order to find inner peace.

Perhaps it was because the spring sunshine was so beautiful that Hua Sirong felt the urge to confide in someone. "Mom, do you think I'm really unlucky and bring misfortune to my parents?"

"Pah! Pah! Pah! How could you think like that, young lady? The master and mistress passed away early, what does that have to do with you?"

If I may be so disrespectful, it is the master and mistress who have failed in their responsibilities as parents by abandoning their young daughter. What does it have to do with the girl?

"How can you expect a young lady to take the blame upon herself? You're making the master and mistress restless." See? Her old mother knew the young lady was carrying something on her mind. If she keeps it bottled up like this, she might collapse again any day.

"Mom's perspective is quite novel. However, it makes me feel much better." Hua Sirong dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, looked up at the sky with a bitter smile, and wondered if she was really being unfilial by agreeing with it.

"It's not just the clansmen back in Xishan who say I'm a jinx; even the servants in this Hou mansion, whom I don't know well, talk about me like that behind my back. Mother, tell me, am I really unlucky?"

"Someone as unlucky as me has the audacity to live in the Marquis's mansion. I'm truly worried I'll bring trouble upon the mansion; how will we survive then?" Of course, it wasn't just the servants who gossiped about her in the mansion, but could someone of unknown origin really go and argue with the master of the mansion?

Mrs. Wang sighed; the girl had truly taken those heartless words to heart.

Back in the old house in Xishan, several daughters from the second wife's family had come to the young lady's door to make sarcastic remarks. If she hadn't happened to be there when she returned from her business, the young lady might have been unable to withstand the provocation and had gone to live with the master.

She mentally cursed those heartless bastards, but she still had to pull herself together and comfort the girl.

"Mother remembers when the girl was still in the lady's belly, the master went out to talk business less often, wishing he could turn into a pendant and follow the lady around at all times."

The girl is the child that the master and mistress have been looking forward to having, so your life is more precious than anything else. You must live to be a hundred years old and have many children and grandchildren to live up to the expectations that the master and mistress have for you.

Although your wife died during childbirth, it wasn't because you were too big or anything like that. Rather, it was because your wife didn't get enough nutrition when she was a young girl, and her health was already poor.

Later, she got married. Her husband and mother were young and didn't know anything about women. Her mother had never married before and didn't understand the problems women had at that time. That's how you came to be.

When you were in your wife's belly, you were very well-behaved. She didn't suffer much, and your husband took good care of her. I've never seen a man who takes such good care of a woman in my life.

But perhaps Heaven couldn't bear to see it, and was jealous of the deep affection between Master and Madam. When Madam was eight months pregnant with you, she was taking a walk in the garden when she tripped and fell, adding insult to injury, and abandoned you, the infant, in her arms.

“You never told me about this before, afraid that I would overthink it. I only know that I was born after a difficult childbirth, which caused severe bleeding.”

I caused my mother's death. Although my father treated me well, he was often nowhere to be seen. I thought he didn't want to see me because my birth caused my mother's death and his wife's death.

"My girl, how could you think like this? It's my fault, and it's also the master's fault. I thought keeping it from you was for your own good, but I never imagined it would harm you instead."

No wonder the young lady has been so thoughtful since childhood, and not close to the master. I thought it was because she was physically weak and had read some inappropriate books, which had made her sensitive and thoughtful. So that's what it was all about.”

"Since Father loves Mother so much, and Mother is heavily pregnant with me, she must have had many people taking care of her when she goes out for walks. How could she have slipped and fallen in the garden?" Shouldn't the garden be kept clean? The lady of the house is pregnant.

After hearing Hua Sirong's words, Wang's mother recalled helplessly: "Back then, the master ordered a thorough investigation, and the reason found out was related to your second uncle's family."

Your father originally wanted to confront them, but the old master was still alive at that time, and upon hearing that you were a girl, the second wife conveniently pushed out a concubine who had made a mistake to take the blame, so the old master forced your father to admit it.

To appease your father, the old master conveniently divided the family property. Your father, being the eldest son, already received the lion's share. Because of this, the old master added two more shares, so the second branch of the family essentially left with nothing.