Marquis Jing'an rose to his feet and called Xu Rourou over.
"Mother, look. This is Rou Rou, the future hope of our Xie family."
When Xu Rourou saw the terror and disappointment in the Old Madam's eyes, she immediately understood something.
The Old Madam had learned the truth about her origins.
Those garbled words were meant to expose her.
Xu Rourou smiled coldly, but she still crouched down with a dutiful air and took the Old Madam's hand.
"Old Madam, how did you end up like this? It breaks your granddaughter-in-law's heart to see you."
"Marquis, when the Old Madam was gravely ill before, Rou Rou personally cared for her. Please let Rou Rou look after her this time as well!"
Xu Rourou looked up pleadingly.
Marquis Jing'an felt considerably reassured.
Xu Rourou was of noble birth, and the Eldest Princess was helping their family. More precious still was her filial devotion.
He sighed. "Good child, then I'm sorry for the trouble of having you look after Grandmother!"
"Also, you're Jin'an's principal wife now, so you should take charge as Mistress of the Household. Though you cannot read, Fourth Master's wife can assist you!"
Xu Rourou pretended to be overwhelmed by the favor, while inwardly she was blooming with delight.
From now on, she would be the mistress of a marquis's household.
She cast a provocative glance at Zhong Youyan.
Zhong Youyan flung back her sleeves and turned to leave, ordering servants to carry the weak, blood-spitting Xie Jinqiu back.
Everyone present harbored their own thoughts.
Only the Old Madam, lying paralyzed on the floor and unable to move, opened her mouth and made helpless sounds as tears of regret streamed down her face.
Xu Rourou ordered servants to help her back to Charity Hall.
After examining her, the Residence