The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

This means that Xu Da Niangzi's mountain of rich dowry will most likely be inherited by her!

Faced with the choice between becoming a concubine and staying in the Sheng family to fight tooth and nail with Wang Ruoyu in order to enjoy wealth and honor, and becoming Xu Da Niangzi's daughter and taking care of her in her old age, she unhesitatingly chose the latter.

The Sheng family also had the support of their eldest branch of the family in their ancestral home of Youyang.

After Sheng Hong became an official, he sent nearly five thousand taels of silver as a bonus every year.

This is by no means a small sum; it's far more than what her father earned back then.

Having lived in this house for nearly three years, Lin Qinshuang knew very well that five thousand taels was just the tip of the iceberg of Madam Xu's dowry.

If she hesitated even for a moment longer, it would be disrespectful to those mountains of gold and silver.

Lin Qinshuang made up her mind almost immediately—

Starting tomorrow, she will try even harder to be good to Madam Xu.

Make her happy, indulge her every whim, and make her unable to leave you.

However, it's really hard to guess what this old lady is thinking.

Lin Qinshuang was troubled again. It seemed that Madam Xu was not very receptive to gentleness and tenderness. She had tried for three years, but the results were not very significant.

Then how about...

Lin Qinshuang recalled Wang Ruoyu's attitude earlier that day, and a glint flashed in her eyes.

Let's try a different approach.

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The Kunning Palace was filled with warmth.

Langhua sat back on the bed, with soft pillows behind her. Although her face was still a little pale from childbirth, her eyes and brows were indescribably gentle.

She watched with a smile as Zhou Wanru held and played with the newborn in swaddling clothes, then turned to comfort the bewildered Jingning beside her, feeling as at peace as if she had been soaked in spring water.

Zhou Wanru is increasingly taking on the role of a grandmother, kissing the little prince's hand one moment and holding Jingning's little hand the next, teaching her to look at her younger brother the next, her face beaming with satisfaction and happiness.

"Has Erlang's name been chosen yet?" Zhou Wanru asked.

Langhua smiled and replied, "I've chosen it. My formal name is Zhao Xuan. I gave it my nickname, Yuan Shou."

The princes' names should be arranged according to their generational names, and Langhua had no objection to this.

Moreover, the name Yonglian comes from Emperor Hongli, carrying his expectations for his child, and those expectations were for the Qing Dynasty.

But now her son is a prince of the Song Dynasty, and in the future he will be responsible for the Song Dynasty's rule, and will have nothing to do with the Qing Dynasty anymore.

The nickname is also simple.

Yuan signifies that this child is her eldest son with the Emperor, and also the first son Zhao Zhen has had in recent years. He is the child who removes the shadow of childlessness and extinction from his life, making him exceptionally significant.

Longevity is a mother's simplest wish.

She hoped that he would live a healthy, carefree, and peaceful life, free from disasters and hardships.

"What a wonderful name!" Zhou Wanru was overjoyed upon hearing this, and she lowered her head to call out to the baby in the swaddling clothes, "Yuanshou, Yuanshou, our Yuanshou will surely live a long and peaceful life."

Jingning stood to the side, staring at her grandmother with her round eyes.

Zhou Wanru then taught her, "Jingning, this is your younger brother, his name is Yuanshou."

Jingning is now quite articulate, but she refuses to call him that, only saying, "It's my younger brother."

Zhou Wanru: "Yes, the younger brother's name is Yuanshou."

"younger brother!"

Jingning stubbornly insisted.

Zhou Wanru suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Yes, yes, everyone else can only call him Yuanshou, but you're the only one who can call him 'little brother,' only you can call him 'little brother,' okay?"

Jingning proudly raised her little chin and gave a thumbs-up: "Grandma, so smart!"

A burst of laughter filled the hall.

Langhua laughed along, but as she laughed, her nose tingled with emotion, touched by the warmth of the moment.

Through the screen, Wang Shi'an finally couldn't contain himself any longer and anxiously asked from outside, "Oh, Mother, how long have you been holding me? Let me see you too!"

His anxious tone, as if he wanted to rush in through the screen, made the servants around him laugh again.

Langhua is still in her postpartum confinement period, with her hair disheveled. Zhou Wanru can naturally come in to see her, but Wang Shi'an is her older brother, so they can only speak through the screen.

Zhou Wanru rolled her eyes and said, "I know, I know, you're being so nagging."

She carried the child toward the screen, but couldn't resist teasing him: "What are you yelling about? You like children, but why don't you go have one yourself? If it's your own child, you can spoil it however you want, and no one will say a word to you even if you hold it forever."

Faced with these familiar urgings, Wang Shi'an ignored them and just waited anxiously for the child to be brought over.

But as soon as Yuan Shou was in his hands, he was completely stunned.

Wang Shi'an's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Mother, don't let go! Wait, wait! Why is this child so small? Mother, quickly take him back, don't let go!"

His silly look drew another round of laughter.

Zhou Wanru laughed and scolded, "You good-for-nothing! How big can a three-day-old baby grow? You call yourself a grown man, educated, and a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations), and you don't even know this much!"

Despite her verbal abuse, she didn't actually let go. She merely held him loosely with her hand, saying in a low voice, "Hold on tight. Support his head with your hand, yes, like that. You're such an idiot, so stupid!"

Wang Shi'an was so anxious that sweat was almost dripping from his forehead: "I really can't carry her, Mother, I beg you, please take her back quickly. She's too small, I... I dare not lift her!"

His total size wasn't even as big as his two hands combined, and he was so light and fluffy, like a cotton ball...

This little thing is terrifying.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Shou suddenly yawned, and his head moved slightly.

Wang Shi'an's face showed even greater terror: "Mother, he moved! Quick, quick!"

Zhou Wanru had had enough of the joke and was afraid he would really scare the child, so she quickly reached out and hugged Yuanshou back, scolding him as she did so: "You're hopeless! You're so useless. I think I'd better not arrange a marriage for you. With such a lack of ambition, even if you get married and have children in the future, you probably won't be of any use. Don't let yourself become a burden to that good girl."

Wang Shi'an breathed a huge sigh of relief, even raising his hand to wipe away the sweat.

But he still refused to admit defeat: "Fine, I won't ask for it. I never wanted it in the first place."

If I were to meet someone like you, I'm afraid I'd end up like my father, with no future whatsoever.

After he finished complaining to himself, he turned around and met a pair of bright eyes full of smiles.