Mrs. Gao appeared accusatory, and Mrs. Gu Sr. was greatly annoyed.
She suppressed her anger, but her face showed sorrow, "I understand Madam’s aning, but when Madam entered, this old woman did not know what was happening. How could I have chased everyone out of the room beforehand? The young lady from the Duke Mansion is also a lady from a noble family; I never considered such matters happening. It is this old woman’s fault, causing Madam to lose face."
Gu Er, kneeling on the ground, felt a surge of bitterness when he saw his mother’s expression. His always strong mother had now beco subject to criticism because of him.
All along, he felt that his mother was partial and only cared about his elder brother, never paying attention to him. But on second thought, his brother brought glory to the Gu Family and even secured the title from the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
Looking at himself, he had caused his mother to be criticized—how could he have the face to compete with his brother?
"Mother, it’s all my fault. I have been unfilial." Gu Er knocked his head to the ground and did not lift it again.
Sitting at the head, Mrs. Gu Sr.’s nose tingled, her eyes moved slightly, even sowhat excited; her son was sincerely admitting his mistake to her, not just making excuses as he had over the years.
Though a mistake was made, the son genuinely understood her maternal sacrifice.
Such mistakes might injure their reputation, but as long as the son comprehends the principles of conduct, those titles and riches are re illusions; what importance do they hold?
Mrs. Gao was stunned for a mont, slowly realizing what was happening.
It appears that Mrs. Gu Sr. had planned this step by step, using this incident to strengthen the bond between mother and son.
If not for close experience and understanding, Mrs. Gao would surely conclude that Mrs. Gu Sr. had plotted this long ago.
Closing her eyes, Mrs. Gao realized that the crucial opportunity had passed.
Mrs. Gu Sr. first did not value Gu Er’s prospects, and then observed this intention.
Even if she fought further, it would only strain the relationships between the two families, offering her no advantage.
The atmosphere inside the room remained tense, while outside, Lin Youning was held by Nanny Chang under a tree, overhearing every word of the conversation from the main room.
Nanny Chang slightly furrowed her brows and slowly carried her towards the courtyard gate, finally sitting down at the railings of the pavilion.
"Miss, let’s sit here." Nanny Chang placed her down.
Lin Youning sat on the railing, swinging her legs, "Nanny, is Sister Ru having Second Brother’s child?"
Nanny Chang, eting those clear eyes, felt both heartache and at a loss for how to explain.
The servant Shanmoi stood nearby, pursing her lips tightly; Shanmoi managed a calmness, being steady.
Tingnan, however, was different. Her face was full of undisguised indignation; if not for the presence of Nanny Chang, she would have spoken aloud long ago.
A breeze blew through, bringing the fragrance of the mountain trees.
Lin Youning did not wait for Nanny Chang to reply but laughed crisply, "Does that an I’m about to have a little nephew? Once we return to the mansion, Nanny, will you help pick so cloth to make clothes for him?"
She appeared completely delighted.
Lin Youning was indeed very happy. In the previous life, Kong Tianru, because she was pregnant with twins, gave birth prematurely without attracting much attention.
The two sons born from the twins helped her secure the position of Second Madam in the Marquis Mansion, earning her the deep favor of Aunt.
In this life, everything seems predestined, and it appears that even Heaven will not let Kong Tianru off easily.
How could Lin Youning not feel a sense of justice?
Watching Lin Youning smile so happily, Nanny Chang could not help but worry.
A young lady raised by the Duke Mansion would certainly not be simple.
Yet, looking at the young lady before her, she seed utterly unaware of the implications.
Unwed and already pregnant, it showed how much the Second Young Master liked this future Second Madam. Liking her was one thing.
But the Second Young Master would shoulder great responsibilities in the future.
A man with deep affection for one woman would naturally be indifferent to others.
If the Duke Mansion truly wanted to stir trouble, it would be easier to handle. When things got so ssy that no one could save face, the Second Madam would enter the house at a disadvantage.
As they were speaking, a clatter of footsteps and servants’ comforting voices ca from just outside, "Miss, just listen to Madam...."
Before the voice faded, Kong Tianru ca rushing over in disarray. Spotting Lin Youning sitting on the railing, her gaze turned venomous.
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