The nanny saw that she was listening attentively and continued, "Furthermore, Prince An favoring our young lady? Thatâs her good fortune. Itâs a stroke of luck for our Li Family. With this connection to Prince An, how could our eldest and third young masters fear not being prosperous in the future? As for you, originally the legal wife with a son, now with this connection, would the Old Master still overlook you? Just consider the few concubines in the house, would they still dare to speak carelessly in front of the Old Master?"
"They wouldnât dare remain silent, and would have to curry favor with you. Take Concubine Sunâs second young lady as an exampleânow that our young lady will be the Princess Consort, at best the second young lady could only marry someone similar to us. When comparing statuses, is there any comparison? From my old eyes, she would surely need to curry favor with you and our young lady to help her find a good match in the capital."
"Ah..." After hearing so much, Yang Aoshuangâs heartburn for the day had subsided considerably. "Nanny, I understand this reasoning, but I canât help myself..."
"When I think about it, I think about it, my..."
The nanny sighed, "Old servant knows you are thinking about our young lady, but that child had an even better fate, unwilling to stay in this world and suffer, we couldnât stop her."
"Nanny, when I think of her becoming the Princess Consort, my heart aches. If, if my daughter were alive, then she would be the legitimate young lady of the residence, she would be the future Princess Consort."
"But what can be done?" the nanny consoled. "We loved her, but she held no attachment to us. Now this young lady may not be your biological child, but after all, she has been in your care since birth, and youâve raised her yourself like a real daughter."
"Old servant still remembers, when the young lady was small, you personally taught her to hold a brush, to thread a needle... thereâs no difference to a real mother and daughter." After a pause, she continued, "We donât speak of it, others donât know. We donât fear the young lady wonât be close to you."
"Sob, sob..."
As it turns out, Li Luru was not Yang Aoshuangâs biological daughter but was adopted back then. Indeed, Yang Aoshuang was pregnant with a girl, but she died on the day of childbirth.
A child who dies at birth cannot be buried in the ancestral grave, moreover, Yang Aoshuang did not give birth in the Li Residence. The nanny thought of finding a place to bury her, but as she went out with a basket, she returned with one as wellâshe found an abandoned infant at the door. The nanny thought, the madam had just lost a daughter, and here was a child delivered at the doorâperhaps Heaven is compensating the madamâso she brought the child back.
The little baby seemed to be just born too, her body not cleaned yet; most newborns kept their eyes closed, except this little baby had her eyes open, large and round, and the deeply grieving Yang Aoshuang immediately took a liking to her.
However, after all, she was not her own, and every time she looked at her, she would think of her own daughterâborn on the same day, yet with different fates.
Today was such a day; she thought of her daughter and recalled the scheme by Yang Chuxia back then, failing to win against Yang Chuxia, the long-repressed grievance emerged.
It took quite a while for her to stop crying. She dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, "Yes, nanny, youâre right, you say Iâm of an age, yet canât control my temper?"
"Go get the golden wound medicine and have the kitchen prepare some ginseng soup, later I will go see her. Sheâs gotten quite thin after being out for so long."
The nanny then laughed, "Old servant said, You still love the young lady."
"Sheâs been by my side for over ten years, how can I not love her one bit?"