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Yan Zhigao fled from the Songhe Courtyard, and the news quickly spread throughout the various courtyards of the Yan Family.
Second branch.
The Sun Family sneered, âThis Lin Family, still thinks itâs like a few years ago when she was favored, wants whatever she wants? She gave birth to a mere illegitimate daughter, yet dreams of having her raised by the dowager? Such audacity.â
Yan Yile, who was fully immersed in deeply resenting writing large characters, immediately looked up and asked, âMother, if Aunt Lin sends the fifth sister to grandmother, our eldest sister will lose favor, right? This is good news.â
âGood news?â the Sun Family tapped her youngest daughterâs head, âIf that fifth girl is truly raised in the dowagerâs courtyard, her status will be elevated. Who knows if she might overtake you in the future? A concubine-born daughter stepping over your headsâwould you be happy about that?â
Yan Yile immediately shook her head.
The Sun Family continued, âEven if the fifth girl is taken to the dowagerâs courtyard, your eldest sister will not lose favor. Havenât you all realized yet? Your eldest sister is the apple of the dowagerâs eye. Who do you think could replace her?â
âIf the dowager were so easily swayed by affection, youâd be endearing, Yishuang would be acting cute. Would the dowager still be so indifferent towards you?â
Yan Yile pouted; indeed, the grandmother was very hard to please.
The Sun Family tapped her on the head, âEnough, hurry up and write. Once youâve finished a hundred pieces, you can show them to your eldest sister.â
Yan Yile pouted, âEldest sister certainly demands a lot, everyone has to listen to her.â
The Sun Family said impatiently, âIf you were as strong as your eldest sister, others would listen to you too. Write well; Daohua always keeps her promises. Donât regret it if she really leaves you behind when going out one day.â
Hearing this, Yan Yile sulkily resumed her writing.
Third branch.
The Wu Family was smilingly playing with a rattle drum, trying to amuse her little son crawling all over the bed.
The maid Chunju stood on the other side of the bed, careful to prevent the child from falling off, and looking at Yan Wenchengâs chubby cheeks, she said with a laugh, âThe seventh master is getting better and better at crawling, and quite strong too.â
The Wu Family pinched her sonâs plump cheeks, chuckling, âHavenât you seen how his big sister has been feeding him? Heâs almost turning into a little piggy.â
Chunju looked puzzled at the Wu Family, âMadam, the Shuangxin Courtyard is planning to send the fifth girl to the dowager, why arenât you worried at all?â
The Wu Family smiled lightly, âWhatâs there to worry about? If the dowager doesnât even want to keep Wencheng, her legitimate grandson, by her side, why would she raise a concubineâs daughter? That would only upset the elder sister-in-law.â
As she spoke, her expression paused for a moment.
âMy brother-in-law truly⦠he even made a special trip to the dowagerâs place for this. The elder sister-in-law must be heartbroken.â
Of the two sisters-in-law, she favored the elder one the most. The elder sister-in-law was honest and kind, willing to teach her things she didnât understand, unlike the second sister-in-law, who always found ways to belittle her in conversation.
Chunju said, âNow that Aunt Linâs plan has failed, the elder Madam must be relieved.â
The Wu Family shook her head but didnât say anything.
Although the elder sister-in-law held the most prestigious position among the three daughters-in-law of the Yan Family, she also bore the most burdens. Not to mention anything else, just dealing with the elder brotherâs two concubines was enough trouble for her.
As for herself, though she only took care of the familyâs fields, she was quite content. If she were as capable as her brother-in-law and had a few concubines, she wouldnât be able to sleep at night.
She really didnât understand why her second sister-in-law was so envious of the elder one.
Shuangxin Courtyard.
Aunt Lin, having learned that the dowager refused to adopt her daughter, felt extremely resentful. Propping herself up, she looked at her maid Xiyun, âAnd the master? Why hasnât he come to see me?â
Xiyun hesitated, not daring to look at the furious Aunt Lin.
Aunt Lin threw a pillow from the bed at her, âIâm asking you a question, are you deaf?â
Xiyun quickly replied, âAfter leaving from the dowagerâs courtyard, the master went straight to the main courtyard.â
Aunt Lin was startled, then scoffed, âIs the master afraid to see me?â
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Xiyun saw that Madam Linâs complexion was somewhat pale and said with concern, âMadam, itâs only been a few days since you gave birth, you should rest properly and take care not to hurt yourself.â
Madam Lin replied resentfully, âIf my health is damaged, then so be itâthereâs no one to care anyway.â
Xiyun quickly said, âMadam, if not for yourself, you should think of the fifth master and the third and fifth young mistresses.â
Upon hearing this, Madam Lin reluctantly lay back down, and just then, the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes started to cry.
Madam Lin glanced at the child irritably and snapped, âTake it out to the wet nurse at once.â
Xiyun didnât dare to say more and hurriedly took the baby away.
In the western chamber.
All the commotion from Madam Linâs room was fully heard by Madam Liao.
Madam Liao was copying Buddhist scriptures while wearing a cold smile.
Her maid Xuexue also heard it and said gleefully, âMadam Lin is getting what she deserves today, the way she framed you.â
Madam Liao gave a faint smile and said, âI was careless.â She put down her pen and rubbed her wrist, âJust wait and see, Iâll settle this score with her sooner or later.â
After speaking, she looked towards the direction of the main room.
Keep causing disturbances, and all the fondness the master has in his heart will be gone, then Madam Lin will be finished.
For the following days, Madam Lin constantly had people block Yan Zhigaoâs path.
Yan Zhigao, aware of the so-called matters Madam Lin wanted to discuss, didnât really want to see her and was also beginning to get annoyed with her constant pestering.
His mother was already displeased, and although his wife didnât express it, he knew she must be uncomfortable, too; she was just considering his dignity and had not spoken openly about it.
He used to think Madam Lin was sensible and understanding, but now she seemed to be getting more and more unreasonable.
A feeling of dissatisfaction arose in Yan Zhigaoâs heart, and he became even less willing to see Madam Lin.
Unable to see Yan Zhigao, Madam Lin didnât restrain herself but instead sent people more frequently, and at one point even had someone block his path in the front courtyard.
This completely infuriated Yan Zhigao, who confined all of Madam Linâs attendants and had food delivered to her from the kitchen.
After that, noises of things being smashed and the childâs crying often came from Madam Linâs room.
A woman having just given birth causing such turmoil, it wasnât long before Madam Lin started experiencing continuous bleeding.
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âYou said what? Madam Lin canât have children anymore?â Daohua looked at Wang Manman in shock.
Wang Manman nodded, âThe physician said so. He mentioned that Madam Lin had difficulty giving birth this time, and with all the commotion during her confinement, itâs left her with a condition.â
Daohua sighed, âCould it be that she has postpartum depression?â
âWhat kind of condition?â Wang Manman asked, puzzled.
Daohua waved her hand, âItâs an illness.â
Wang Manman nodded without asking further. She knew her young mistress read the Medical Book, âBut I think itâs retribution for Madam Lin.â
âHmm?â Daohua looked up at her.
Wang Manman lowered her voice, âWhy did Madam Lin have such a difficult birth? Wasnât it because she tried to frame Madam Liao and ended up inducing premature labor by falling to the ground? Now she canât have children anymoreâitâs her own doing.â
Daohua nodded, âThat makes sense!â
Guyu chimed in, âExactly, if Madam Lin had just rested properly, nothing would have happened. But she had to make a fuss. In the end, sheâs only brought trouble upon herself.â