"Master, Madam," suddenly, a voice filled with tears broke the oppressive atmosphere, pleading sorrowfully, "Yan'er doesn't understand; it's all the maid's fault. Please forgive her, she is still young!"
"Still young?" Zhu Clan scoffed. "She is much older than Luan'er, yet she has concocted so many schemes, insisting on pushing Luan'er to her death. Such a person is truly despicable. Master, what do you think we should do about this?" There was anger, but the respect due was not lacking; this was the way of a wife.
"Smack!" Chen Xiaode slammed his palm down on the table, his face darkening. He was furious at the illegitimate daughter for overstepping and also resentful of himself for appearing weak in front of his wife. "Take Fourth Miss away, confine her for a month and make her copy the Female Code ten times!"
"Father," Chen Yan'er cried out anxiously, her mind more concerned about another matter.
"Why haven't you taken Fourth Miss away yet?" Zhu Clan glared angrily, coldly commanding.
"Father, please don't," Yan'er shouted nervously as she saw her personal maid approaching to force her away. "Father, you promised me that after ten days…"
"Shut up and take her away," Chen Xiaode's expression had truly changed by this point.
Although Zhu Clan did not hear all that Yan'er had said, she understood what it implied and merely snorted disdainfully, remaining silent.
The matter quickly came to an end. Those who wished to take advantage or shake Zhu Clan's position were left disappointed; instead, they felt uneasy because Chen Qingluan showed no signs of despair and instead made even the master speechless.
" Luan'er," back in the Hunchun Courtyard where Zhu Clan resided, she held her daughter's hand tightly and sat her down on the soft couch, soothingly saying, "Don't worry; Mother won't let anyone harm you!"
"I know!" The love of a mother is the greatest in the world, but her love was not directed at herself; she had long become a wandering soul.
"Mother, Sister Four isn't panicking at all; it's you whose eyes are red," Chen Qingyuan teased deliberately to lighten the mood. "If someone didn't know better, they might think we sisters have wronged you."
"Mother, I didn't let you suffer," Chen Qingyang teased playfully.
"Haha..." No matter how heavy her heart felt, it lightened at her daughter's thoughtfulness. Looking at her three beautiful daughters, she felt a mix of sighs and a tinge of regret: if only she had a son, perhaps today wouldn't have turned out like this.
Unfortunately, fate cannot be forced; she could only accept it as it was.
The atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Although Qing Luan didn't fully join in, a faint smile graced her lips as she watched her two sisters trying hard to make her and the Zhu Clan laugh. That deep bond of family was irreplaceable by anything else.
In their laughter and chatter, Qing Luan learned about some situations within the Chen Family. For instance, the head of the Chen Family was a civil official—neither too high nor too low—without much influence in the court, but they were getting by. Surrounding such a man were his wife and five Aunt Huangs, all giving birth to daughters, which made for quite a lively household.
The Zhu Clan was clever; she never plotted against the Aunt Huangs. Even if there were illegitimate sons, it didn't matter much since the Chen Residence needed heirs. However, those Aunt Huangs were all striving for recognition yet had no sons at all, leaving her utterly speechless.
Sometimes, not having a son meant that having an illegitimate son would be better; at least there wouldn't be so much chatter. With more women around, there were bound to be more troubles.
"Mother, just now Third Sister said..." Chen Qingyuan suddenly remembered something, her expression turning somewhat strange and her tone ambiguous.
The smiling Zhu Clan recalled something upon hearing the question; her face darkened slightly as she hesitated before saying, "Your father is really confused. It's one thing to dote on an illegitimate daughter, but if he truly lets Third Girl replace you at Princess Changning's banquet, it will likely become the laughingstock of the entire capital."
Qing Luan remained silent upon hearing this, puzzled in her heart: what charm did Chen Yan'er possess that made Chen Xiaode dote on her so? In her view, Chen Yan'er was spoiled and lacked substance; she couldn't achieve greatness.
"Who knows what she said to Father? Perhaps Aunt Huang whispered something again, which is why Father has such thoughts!" Chen Qingyang calmly pinpointed the crux of the issue.
"Hmph! She thinks that just because she's from an official family—even as an illegitimate daughter—her status is far more noble than that of Mother, the Merchant's Daughter. That's why she's causing such a stir. She doesn't consider that without Mother back then, would Father have his current life? Would she enjoy her wealth now?" Qingyuan felt indignant for their mother but realized there was nothing they could do; facts were facts.
"Even if I am the Merchant's Daughter, she still has to kneel before me and respect me!" Zhu Clan spoke with an unyielding tone, devoid of any resentment.
"Mother, as I said, you should stop giving them money to support them. It's time they understand what life is like on just Father's salary!" Chen Qingyuan's voice was calm, but his words often made Qing Luan take him seriously.
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