My husband faked his death so I could remarry, but I got involved with my crazy brother and can'

Rong Jing looked at the two little girls' colorful faces and smiled slightly.

The two little girls must have been awestruck by their young master's imposing presence.

Also.

Having not eaten meat for over twenty years, I'm sure I'll crave it now.

Seeing the two girls' appearance, Chunfen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from this, there's no need to worry.

"What?! The young master went to that vile woman's courtyard?! In broad daylight, and..."

Su Zhirou was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Dong Rong quickly comforted her, "Madam, this is just hearsay from the servants. Who knows whether they actually consummated their marriage?"

"Others may not know, but don't you? The two of you have always been irreconcilable enemies."

"What do you mean by 'incompatible as fire and water'? Now that they're rolling around together, how can they be incompatible?! They clearly blend in perfectly!"

Su Zhirou was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes.

She's been sick for so long because of that bitch, and Xie Huaiyun hasn't even come to see her. Now look what's happened, Xie Huaiyun went straight to that bitch's place. Isn't this a blatant slap in the face?

"Madam, please don't worry. You should focus on recovering first. Otherwise, even if the young master comes, he won't be interested in seeing you looking so sickly," Dong Rong comforted her.

"Yes! I need to take good care of myself. If the prince comes and sees me like this, he'll definitely be disgusted with me..."

Su Zhirou was flustered and hurriedly asked Dong Rong to help her to the bed to rest.

Dongxue, standing to the side, watched the two figures thoughtfully.

If the First Madam is not favored, could she think of a way to help her?

After all, my sister...

She sighed and said, "Madam, I would like to ask for half a day's leave to send the silver back."

Su Zhirou's face was full of disgust: "You idiot who only knows how to eat! What can you do besides annoy me? Get out! Just looking at you makes me feel unlucky!"

Dongxue kowtowed and admitted her mistake, while Dongrong comforted her, "Madam, don't get sick from getting angry, you should rest quickly."

Upon hearing this, Su Zhirou patted Dong Rong's hand, her voice softening slightly: "It's so good to have you, Dong Rong. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do."

Su Zhirou sighed, her eyes filled with longing as she looked at Dong Rong.

"It is my honor to serve you, Madam."

Hou House.

After finally seeing off Marquis Shunyang, Aunt Feng immediately took the gifts and went to Qizhu Garden with a smile.

At that time, Madam Qian was drinking tea in the shade of a tree in the courtyard, and several maids were fanning her to cool her down.

She squinted, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

If she had known that getting the things back would be this easy, she would have taken them sooner.

"Sister, the Marquis really didn't mean it. He was just confused for a moment, that's why he said such things. Actually, he cares about you, sister..." Aunt Feng had never seen Madam Qian like this before, and she still had a smile on her face.

Their relationship wasn't always so irreconcilable. Although she often overshadowed Qian in public, she would always apologize to Qian in private.

For various reasons, Qian forgave her.

But most of them are weak.

Ultimately, the Qian family was extremely weak.

Now, it seems that Ms. Qian is just throwing a tantrum, and she can be appeased and that will be fine.

"What 'sister' or 'younger sister'? Who do you think you are?"

With Qian's permission, Granny Wei finally let out a roar that had vented her long-suppressed anger.

Her mistress used to be weak and easily bullied, but that was all for the sake of her young mistress.

Now that they have insulted the young lady like this, don't blame them for being heartless!

"Hehe, Madam, it was my fault. Please forgive me this time, okay?" Aunt Feng smiled insincerely and bowed to Madam Qian.

Granny Wei said in a low voice, "That's more like it. If you dare to disrespect the Madam again, you'll regret it!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Feng's expression changed repeatedly. When had she ever been so humiliated by an old woman?

Her face was extremely pale. She glanced at Madam Qian, but Madam Qian calmly sipped her tea, showing no intention of standing up for her.

Aunt Feng's fingernails dug deeply into her palms, and a flash of hatred flickered in her eyes.

That bitch!

Once she receives her dowry, she will make this wretched woman wish she were dead!

"Yes, yes, I will not overstep my bounds again in the future."

Aunt Feng looked at Madam Qian very politely: "Please don't be angry, Madam. I'm here to plead for the Marquis."

"Madam, you and the Marquis have been married for many years, so please don't take it to heart."

"Oh?" Madam Qian raised her lips. "Then what is your status in pleading for the Marquis?"

"The steward? A concubine? Or... the mistress?"

Concubine Feng immediately knelt down, her voice trembling: "Madam, I am but a concubine, how dare I covet your position? It was only because the Marquis allowed me to manage the household for a few days that I am aware of my own status!"

She thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be something crucial that angered her.

But it's been more than a decade, so this reaction speed is far too slow.

Only now do you realize you need to resist?

There must be other reasons behind this.

"What's your hurry? Anyone who didn't know better would think I've been mistreating you."

Madam Qian said in a calm voice, "Get up first. Since the Marquis has put you in charge of the household, then you should manage it properly. Don't come here unless it's absolutely necessary; it annoys me."

Qian had always been very polite to her.

Why have you ever been so harsh?

Concubine Feng's expression changed slightly: "Madam, could you please tell me what I did wrong? I will definitely correct myself. Please don't treat me like this, Madam. I feel extremely flustered."

Just kidding, if the Qian family stops paying, how can she run the household?

"Panic?" Madam Qian scoffed. "I've watched Aunt Feng run the household for sixteen years without her ever showing any signs of panic. Why are you panicking now?"

"Madam, I was merely following orders. If it weren't for the Marquis, I wouldn't want to run this household. Ultimately, it's you who calls the shots in this inner quarters..."

Aunt Feng gritted her teeth in hatred, but had no choice but to give in.

Without the Qian family's money, how long could this Marquis's mansion survive?

"No need, I can't bear the responsibility. Mama Wei, kick Aunt Feng out. This Qizhu Garden isn't a place for just anyone."

After saying this, Ms. Qian got up, turned around, and went back into the house.

"Madam..." Aunt Feng wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Granny Wei:

"Aunt, Madam said that not just anyone can come to Qizhu Garden. Aunt Feng, please don't make things difficult for this old servant."

"I have something else to tell Madam, please have Mother Wei inform her!"

As Aunt Feng spoke, she was about to step forward, but Granny Wei relentlessly pursued her.

"Does my aunt not understand human speech? If she insists on forcing her way in, this old woman won't be able to handle much more..."

Granny Wei wore a cold smile on her face.

She had long disliked Aunt Feng.

A concubine dared to act arrogantly and domineeringly towards the mistress.

That's bad enough, but he even sucks the blood of his mistress to maintain his dignity.

Granny Wei had always dreamed of this day.

"you......"

Aunt Feng was so angry that she stomped her feet. Helpless, she could only leave.

"Aunt, what should we do next? This Marquis's mansion is just an empty shell. Without the Madam, we can't even pay the monthly allowances, let alone make social obligations," Granny Feng said worriedly.

She used to live a very comfortable life with Aunt Feng, but what would she do if Aunt Feng couldn't even pay her monthly allowance?

"Who knows what's going on with that bitch? She's always been willingly spending money to subsidize the Marquis's mansion, but we can't tell the Marquis directly about this. Tell everyone in the various courtyards to keep a tight rein these days. If it really doesn't work, I'll think of something else."

Now that things had come to this, Aunt Feng dared not tell Marquis Shunyang about it directly.

After all, only she knew about the Qian family's subsidies to the Marquis's mansion over the years. In the eyes of the Marquis of Shunyang, she was a capable woman who managed the mansion in an orderly manner.

But if the Marquis of Shunyang were to find out that this was all thanks to Madam Qian's financial support, her good days would likely be over...

The old woman wanted to speak, but upon hearing this, she could only nod for the time being.

If all else fails, she can find another master.