When they returned to the new room, Nanny Wei supported Wu Junru’s hand and angrily spoke up for her: “The Xiao family is too much! The Eighth Lady condescended to marry into their family, yet they do not appreciate it. Instead, they secretly raised an illegitimate son! Truly, they are an uncultured clan, unworthy of being taught!”
“Nanny, I am already part of the Xiao family, what’s done is done, and there’s no point in saying more. Please don’t speak of this in the future so as not to sow discord with my in-laws.”
“I understand, but I can’t bear to see you suffer like this! If not for the sudden withdrawal of the Bai family’s marriage proposal, you wouldn’t have…” Nanny Wei suddenly realized what she had said, hurriedly knelt down, and apologized, “Forgive me, my lady, I spoke without thinking and said something taboo.”
Wu Junru smiled gently and said slowly, “Why are you doing this, Nanny? You have raised and protected me in the Wu family; there’s no need for such formalities. Please get up.”
“Thank you, my lady,” Nanny Wei said awkwardly as she straightened up. It’s strange—Nanny Wei had watched Wu Junru grow up, and although they were not mother and daughter, their bond was even stronger. Nanny Wei should have been very affectionate towards Wu Junru rather than this fearful. Nanny Wei herself couldn’t quite understand the reason. In the past, she wasn’t so cautious, but ever since last year, Wu Junru had changed.
Wu Junru was initially betrothed to the young master of the Bai family, a true, noble lineage, unlike the third-rate Wu family. It was a dream come true for Wu Junru, a concubine-born daughter, to be engaged to someone from such a prestigious family. Unfortunately, Wu Junru’s good fortune did not last. In June of last year, the Bai family came to break off the engagement, causing Wu Junru to lose face in front of her stepmother and sisters. Overcome with shame, she attempted to drown herself in the lake. After being rescued, she was bedridden for three months.
It seemed that after her recovery, Wu Junru was no longer the same. The once vain and weak eighth concubine-born daughter had become more decisive and cunning, and she began to discipline the servants more strictly. It was from that time that Nanny Wei gradually stopped making decisions for Wu Junru and became much more cautious in her speech. She felt as though the child she had nursed since infancy had become a different person. Nanny Wei felt both bewildered and uneasy about this change, but she tried to comfort herself, thinking it would be fine as long as things continued to improve.
Wu Junru sat on the couch, her eyes seemingly gazing ahead but unfocused upon closer inspection. She thought absentmindedly that she had been in this time and space for a year now.
When she first arrived, she was bewildered and at a loss, lacking the original host’s memories and having to find her way forward on her own. At that time, she had just been jilted, and her sisters ridiculed her openly and secretly. Wu Junru silently endured it, vowing to take revenge twice over. Not long after, Wu Junru accompanied her stepmother to a temple to pray and encountered mountain bandits on the way back. In the moment of danger, she was saved by Xiao Ying. That fleeting glance left a deep impression on her, and after returning home, Wu Junru kept Xiao Ying in her thoughts.
Gradually, Wu Junru learned that Xiao Ying was a general under Duke Xuan, Rong Bo, renowned for his military prowess and deeply valued by the Duke. She even found out that Xiao Ying was unmarried, making him the dream lover of many young women.
Wu Junru was not the original host and did not have the ingrained sense of family status that came with noble lineage. She thought that since she couldn’t find a good marriage within the aristocracy, she might as well marry Xiao Ying. With her status as a noblewoman, Xiao Ying would undoubtedly treat her with great respect. Moreover, Xiao Ying had power and soldiers, which was the true way to establish oneself in chaotic times. This was far more practical than the so-called family reputation. Not to mention, Xiao Ying’s appearance was quite exceptional.
The more Wu Junru thought about it, the more sense it made. Indeed, after she merely hinted at her interest, Xiao Ying came forward earnestly to propose marriage. For some reason, the elders of the Wu family also agreed to this marriage. Although her sisters secretly mocked her for losing her mind, Wu Junru felt that this move was extremely wise. Rather than being a timid and submissive little concubine’s daughter in the Wu family and later becoming an unimportant wife in another family, it was better to step out of the circle and become the honored wife of a marquis in the Xiao family.
Everything progressed just as Wu Junru had anticipated until today when she learned that Xiao Ying already had a wife back in his hometown and even had a nine-year-old son.
Wu Junru sighed silently. It seemed that starting off on a sweet and pampered path was a luxury she couldn’t afford. In the end, she would still have to engage in household battles before enjoying a life of comfort.
Wu Junru couldn’t help but shift slightly, slowly restoring feeling to her numb legs. Even after a year of time travel, she still wasn’t accustomed to the custom here of kneeling on mats instead of sitting on chairs. Nanny Wei noticed Wu Junru’s discomfort and asked, unfazed, “My lady, are your legs numb? Let me massage them for you.”
Wu Junru replied with a faint “hmm” and didn’t refuse.
As Nanny Wei massaged Wu Junru’s legs, she couldn’t understand why the eighth young lady, who never had this problem before, suddenly started finding it uncomfortable to sit recently.
“My lady, what do you think we should do about that young boy today?”
“He’s just a child, nothing to fear. The real trouble lies with his mother,” Wu Junru replied gravely. “We’ve only just arrived, so let’s bide our time. I’m sure Xiao Ying wants Zhao Shi gone even more than I do.”
“You are right, my lady,” Nanny Wei said, her hands never stopping. “What a pity, though. Being the legitimate eldest son is such an esteemed position, yet he holds it. Even if my lady has a son in the future, he will still have to take second place…”
Wu Junru thought further ahead. This era greatly valued legitimacy and birthright. Even if a concubine’s son was the eldest, he had no inheritance rights. The imperial family itself preferred to pass the throne to a legitimate son, let alone commoners. After time traveling, Wu Junru realized that this place was very different from the ancient times depicted in the dramas of her past life. Here, women’s status was higher, and accordingly, the status of concubines and their children was lower. In her past life, during the Ming and Qing dynasties, concubines could be promoted, but in the Xuan Dynasty, this was a serious crime. The practice in the Qing dynasty of allowing fathers to pass titles to whichever son they preferred, regardless of legitimacy, was unthinkable here. In this context, Xiao Jingduo’s status as the legitimate eldest son was critical. This almost meant that Wu Junru’s own son would neither inherit the marquisate nor receive most of the Xiao family’s assets.
Wu Junru would not allow that to happen.
After a long silence, Wu Junru smiled softly, “The legitimate eldest son? I will not let him stay in that position.”
“My lady, what do you mean by that?”
Wu Junru shook her head. “You don’t need to ask. Also, you should call me Madam1 When Wu Junru asks Nanny Wei to call her “Madam” from now on, the word she was asking her to use is “夫人” (fūrén) which is for married ladies and main wives as opposed to 娘子” (niángzi), which is what Nanny Wei called her when she was unmarried. from now on.”
“Yes, Madam.”
“Call Xiao Jingduo here. I need to show my kindness and generosity.”
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Author’s Note:
“[Ding! Your little cutie September brand keychain reminds you that the minor boss of the housefight section is now online]”
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