Chapter 380 - 379: For Whom

Chapter 380: Chapter 379: For Whom

In front of Madam Wu and Mrs. Zhou, the Lian Family suppressed all emotions and smiled, "Is that so? That is truly wonderful."

Madam Wu turned her head to Mrs. Zhou and said, "Although her family is looking after her, she’s still out of my sight, and I can’t help but feel uneasy.

Lindong is quite different from our Capital in terms of lifestyle and food, and I wonder if Lian Xiao’s wife is accustomed to it.

When the child is born, we also have to consider nursing."

The Lian Family’s eyebrows twitched, and she opened her mouth to mention sending a wet nurse, but swallowed her words, instead saying, "Old Madam, you’re just worried because you care so much.

Lian Xiao’s wife’s uncle’s family has been in Lindong for many years and will certainly arrange everything for her.

As for nursing, if they were in the Capital, we would naturally find someone from the Mu Family. Since they are in Xuancheng, someone from the Du Family would certainly be good."

Mrs. Zhou cast a glance at the Lian Family.

Choosing a wet nurse for the child is quite important.

Du Yunluo is due in February next year, so when looking for a wet nurse now, it should be someone whose pregnancy is slightly ahead of hers by a few months.

Even if the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion has such individuals, it’s impossible to send a heavily pregnant woman to Xuancheng.

By that time, it would naturally be someone from the Du Family.

This matter is obvious; even if the Lian Family wants to send someone, she cannot bring it up.

Mrs. Zhou harbors doubts about the Lian Family and slowly ponders her words.

Madam Wu listened to the Lian Family and laughed, "That’s true.

Yuan Ce’s wife, prepare some materials and herbs from the storeroom and have them sent to Xuancheng.

They left in a hurry and didn’t bring these items. In Xuancheng, other things are fine, but good materials are rare, so it’s good to send more to make a few small clothes for the child."

Mrs. Zhou responded with a smile.

Madam Wu, in high spirits, talked on and on about her expectations for the eldest son’s successor.

The Lian Family felt a burning sensation in her heart, yet feared making Madam Wu displeased by finding an excuse to leave, so she forced herself to sit and smile, agreeing with Madam Wu’s words.

Not until the Baijie Hall prepared the dinner table did the Lian Family step out.

She hurried back to Fengyu Courtyard, plopped down on the couch, and grabbed a palm fan, waving it continuously.

Mrs. Zhu saw it but could only watch, not daring to advise.

The Lian Family waved the fan like a drum, but her mind remained restless.

Du Yunluo went to Xuancheng, and sooner or later she would get pregnant. She and Mu Yuanmou were prepared for the eldest branch to have descendants, but when the day truly came...

Even if they don’t know whether it’s a son or a daughter, or whether the child will thrive, the Lian Family couldn’t stay calm.

She was infuriated inside but had to smilingly congratulate Madam Wu, which was almost making her faint from anger.

The Lian Family was engrossed in her own anger when Mu Lianhui lifted the curtain and entered.

Mu Lianhui gave the Lian Family a strange look and turned to ask Mrs. Zhu, "Why haven’t the meals been served yet?"

Mrs. Zhu glanced discreetly at the Lian Family.

The Lian Family threw the fan heavily, "Eat, eat, that’s all you think about!"

"Aren’t you eating?" Mu Lianhui raised an eyebrow, "If you don’t have an appetite, don’t force it. Mrs. Zhu, send the meal to my room later, I am hungry."

After speaking, Mu Lianhui turned to leave, and Mrs. Zhu found herself at a loss as to whether to respond or not, feeling her scalp tingle.

The Lian Family sprang to her feet, pointing at Mu Lianhui with a trembling fingertip and heaving chest. After a while, she lowered her arm and instructed Zhu Shan to set the table loudly.

Mrs. Zhu brought water for the Lian Family and Mu Lianhui to wash their hands.

The Lian Family took a deep breath and gritted her teeth as she spoke to Mu Lianhui, "Just now, Lian Xiao’s wife sent a message back that she is pregnant."

Mu Lianhui’s hands, immersed in the basin, remained motionless, and Mrs. Zhu stood nearby with a towel, not daring to hurry her.

After a long while, Mu Lianhui finally raised her hands and wiped them casually on the towel, "Is that so?"

"That’s all your reaction is?" the Lian Family stared at her.

Mu Lianhui showed no expression.

The Lian Family, suppressing her anger, pulled Mu Lianhui to sit, "If you calculate carefully, she’ll give birth in February next year, meaning she won’t come back this winter. It doesn’t make sense for Lian Xiao to leave his wife alone in Lindong when she’s about to give birth.

After her confinement next year, with the child being young, they definitely won’t come back. Both will remain in Lindong, and if she gets pregnant again, it’ll be another year.

Having two children in three years, and if they have a son, it will certainly be troublesome."

Mu Lianhui, with indifference, freed herself from the Lian Family’s grip, "They haven’t even had a son yet."

"And when they have one..."

"And what then?" Mu Lianhui interrupted the Lian Family, "You and father plan to deal with Ah Shao. Even if they have a son, he’ll just be a baby."

The Lian Family pursed her lips, furrowing her brows, "Even so..."

"Mother," Mu Lianhui looked the Lian Family up and down, "Did you think choosing this path would mean everything would go smoothly? I thought you had more patience, but it seems I was wrong. If you’re flustered with challenges after enjoying success, maybe you should just give up and rest."

The Lian Family’s face turned pale from her words, her lips quivered slightly, as fury filled her heart and lungs.

"Hui’er, how can you say that to me?" the Lian Family’s voice trembled as she grasped Mu Lianhui’s shoulders forcefully, causing Mu Lianhui to frown in pain.

The Lian Family was oblivious, "I’m anxious because I value this greatly. I hope to progress step by step, which is why I’m so urgent.

You’re not worried because you haven’t taken this matter to heart?

Your father, your brother, does none of it concern you?

But have you considered who your father and I are doing this for?"

Always calm, Mu Lianhui suddenly leaped up, shaking the Lian Family off, eyes wide, bursting into laughter, "For whom? For me? You’re doing it for your husband, your son, your grandson, never for me."

Mu Lianhui’s long lashes fluttered, her eyes red at the corners. She tightly clutched her collar, taking several deep breaths, indifferent to the Lian Family’s reaction, and turned to leave.

Mu Yuanmou was just coming in from outside and lifted the curtain, colliding with Mu Lianhui rushing out.

Mu Lianhui staggered a couple of steps, without lifting her eyelids or offering any greeting, and rushed away.

Mu Yuanmou called out to Mu Lianhui, but she didn’t stop, so he turned to the Lian Family.

The Lian Family sat back down on the couch, dazed, with vacant eyes.

Mrs. Zhu bowed to Mu Yuanmou and softly comforted the Lian Family.

The Lian Family couldn’t hear a word.

Mu Yuanmou gave the Lian Family a deep look and then went to the inner room.

When he emerged, he had changed into clean clothes.

The Lian Family sat on the couch and looked up, saying faintly, "My lord."

Mu Yuanmou sat at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and said, "Let’s eat first. We can talk afterward."

The Lian Family agreed and wanted to instruct Mrs. Zhu to bring some dishes to Mu Lianhui, but met Mu Yuanmou’s gaze and changed her approach.

Mu Yuanmou didn’t like dishes being taken back and forth between plates before eating.

The Lian Family said softly, "Have the kitchen prepare some of Hui’er’s favorite dishes and send them to her."

Mrs. Zhu agreed and left.