The Marquis of Zhennan's mansion was busy putting up posters to gather clues about the fake glazed mirror. In comparison, the Marquis of Pingning's mansion was extremely... noisy.
Others may have believed the rumors in the capital and thought that Qing'an was infertile, but how could the wife of the Marquis of Pingning not know the truth?
Therefore, although Jiang Fuyue was in tears all day long, the wife of the Marquis of Pingning still refused to let her go, calling her over to learn the rules every day.
If in the past, when she taught her the rules, she would still pay attention to her dignity and words, then now, the wife of the Marquis of Pingning only had bad words.
"Jiang, Qing'an married you into the mansion to take on the responsibility of being the future mistress of the Marquis of Pingning's mansion and to continue the family line! But what about you?"
"You have an unpromising stomach and can't even conceive a child! You've even damaged my son's reputation!"
"Women like you don't deserve to be the wife of the heir of the Marquis of Pingning's mansion!"
Every word was like the sharpest blade, stabbing into Jiang Fuyue's heart one by one.
She was in so much pain that she couldn't even say a word of refutation. She could only lower her head and bear it silently.
Suddenly, a familiar and gentle male voice came from afar.
"Mother, Fuyue is the wife I've recognized in this life."
Pei Qing'an strode to her side, his big palm firmly on her waist, looking like he was protecting her: "If mother thinks Fuyue is wrong, son is willing to take the punishment for her."
Although he had said similar words more than once, hearing it again, Jiang Fuyue's heart was suddenly gripped tightly, and tears of emotion slipped from the corners of her eyes.
She gently tugged at his sleeve and called him softly: "Qing'an."
Pei Qing'an turned around and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "Fuyue, I'm here for everything."
Four eyes met, and there was affection.
The prepared wife of the Marquis of Pingning knew that the time had come. She deliberately shouted: "Qing'an! Do you still have me as your mother in your eyes? Do you still have the ancestors of the Pei family!"
"You're the heir of the Marquis of Pingning's mansion and the future Marquis of Pingning. Do you want to have no legitimate heir in this life and let the title fall to the concubine's room?"
Jiang Fuyue trembled in fear.
The wife of the Marquis of Pingning looked too serious, and she was afraid and hid behind Pei Qing'an.
She knew that the wife of the Marquis of Pingning was telling the truth this time.
Qing'an really had a title to inherit!
Yuehua was carrying Qing'an's illegitimate child, and they didn't know if it was a boy or a girl. Qing'an had already taken on the reputation of being infertile because of her. If he really didn't have a legitimate heir, then she was undoubtedly the biggest sinner. She...
Even though he was scolded by the wife of the Marquis of Pingning, Pei Qing'an still didn't forget to express his affection for her affectionately: "Fuyue, I promised you under the moon and made a vow to you that you're the only wife in this life. You're the woman I love the most in this life."
"Qing'an! You're so stupid!" The wife of the Marquis of Pingning pointed at him tremblingly in "anger": "Do you want to abandon the title for a woman?"
"Don't forget those concubines in your father's backyard and the illegitimate sons with wolfish ambitions! They're all eyeing your heir's position!"
"Mother, I have my own measure in this matter." Pei Qing'an looked calm and still protected Jiang Fuyue: "In any case, I won't abandon Fuyue."
The mother and son were at odds, and neither of them dared to give in.
But Jiang Fuyue felt a strange feeling and wavering in her heart.
The Marquis of Pingning had many concubines. Apart from Qing'an, the only legitimate son, there were countless illegitimate sons.
If she kept dragging Qing'an down and didn't have a child, then Qing'an might fall from the heir's position one day, and her title as the wife of the heir and her rich life would end.
Noticing her wavering, Pei Qing'an gave the wife of the Marquis of Pingning a look without a trace.
The wife of the Marquis of Pingning immediately said sternly: "Qing'an, I'll only give you two choices!"
"Either, you divorce your wife and marry another!"
"Either, you adopt a child from the clan now!"
Jiang Fuyue tightened her grip on Pei Qing'an's sleeve.
She didn't want to divorce her wife or adopt a child, but she...
"You have to choose one now!" The wife of the Marquis of Pingning issued an ultimatum.
But Pei Qing'an's expression was firm: "Mother, this matter is of great importance. Fuyue and I need to go back to our room to discuss and consider for a few days."
...
Jiang Fuyue's mind was in a mess. She was in a daze and couldn't hear the following words.
She only remembered that Qing'an had refuted the wife of the Marquis of Pingning's face for the first time for her and brought her back to the room in public.
As soon as they returned to the East Courtyard, the couple sat together and spoke in unison.
"Fuyue, I've never thought of divorcing my wife and marrying another."
"Qing'an, actually, I think mother's suggestion of adoption might be feasible..."
This was the answer Jiang Fuyue had come up with after thinking all the way.
At present, if she wanted to be with Qing'an for a long time and continue to enjoy the wealth of the wife of the heir of the Marquis of Pingning, there was no third way to go.
"Fuyue, you're really understanding!" Hearing her say that, Pei Qing'an's eyes flashed with a few rays of light, but his face only showed emotion and joy.
"I was also thinking of discussing with you. We can adopt a child from the clan who lost his father when he was young and record him under your name as my legitimate eldest son. You'll personally teach him. When I'm gone, he'll be filial to you and treat you like his mother. In this way, you'll also have someone to rely on."
As he said that, Pei Qing'an lovingly pulled her hand and placed it on his heart: "Fuyue, I hope that even if I'm not in this world, there'll still be someone to protect you and love you."
"Bang! Bang!"
Jiang Fuyue's heart was pounding wildly. She unconsciously fell into his gentleness and love.
Qing'an had even considered things for her after his death. How could she not be touched?
Qing'an was right. The adopted child was raised by her personally, and there was no difference from a biological child in the future!
Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Pei Qing'an added fuel to the fire: "Fuyue, even if we adopt a child from the clan, I'll still treat you as before and love you unswervingly."
With his promises, Jiang Fuyue had already made up her mind.
"Qing'an, I agree to adopt a child!"
...
The commotion next door about adopting a child was so great that Jiang Fuying couldn't not know.
After she heard about this, she scoffed: "Pei Qing'an must have bad intentions. Only Jiang Fuyue will believe him."
Based on her understanding of Pei Qing'an in her previous life, she could almost conclude that Pei Qing'an couldn't be so simple as to be affectionate to Jiang Fuyue and simply want to adopt a child.
Although she didn't sympathize with Jiang Fuyue, who was looking for trouble, her resentment towards men instantly reached its peak.
"A man's words are all lies. How many truths are there in their mouths?"
As she said that, she also glanced coldly at Lu Huaizhou beside her.
"Cai Pu, Cai Zhi, you should remember that most men in the world are like this. You mustn't be deceived by their words in the future."
Lu Huaizhou was stunned.
He touched his nose. He felt a little guilty and had a bad feeling.
Why did he feel that Miss Jiang's words were also referring to him?