Reborn ten times, she is the real daughter of the Marquis Mansion and she doesn't pretend anymo

Marquis Yong'an was also very depressed.

But he did not go to Songhe Hall. The old mother in Songhe Hall had not eaten for a day, felt dizzy, and could not get up... News of all kinds of discomfort was constantly passed on to the front yard by Mrs. Ge.

He was away from home all day, and the news kept reaching Butler Hu. As soon as he returned home, he heard Butler Hu reporting with a serious and complicated expression, which made him so angry that he didn't want to speak for a long time.

Isn't this just to let him know that his mother became ill because of him, and to make him bow his head, admit his mistake!

But is this something he can admit to? Filial piety comes first, and one has to be reasonable.

If the world only cared about filial piety and not about right and wrong, wouldn't it be chaos?

Marquis Yong'an had just returned home in a hurry to prepare for the first birthday ceremony of Zheng Yuanfang's grandson. He did not say a word to the news reported by Butler Hu, and soon left the house in a hurry.

He was so busy that he didn't return home until dark. He didn't get to have dinner at Prince Cheng's Mansion. As soon as he got back and picked up the teacup, he saw Butler Hu standing in front of him with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Go and call Mrs. Ge over." Marquis Yong'an put the teacup heavily on the table and spoke with a gloomy face.

Butler Hu's heart tightened and his expression became more solemn. He did not dare to delay and quickly retreated, ordering a servant outside to run to Songhe Hall quickly.

By the time Mrs. Ge trotted over, Marquis Yong'an had finished another cup of tea and was sitting at the square table in the small hall, lost in thought. There were no lights on in the room, only the eaves lamps under the eaves illuminated the door.

Mrs. Ge was delighted at first when she heard that the Marquis had returned, thinking that perhaps the Marquis would sympathize with the old lady's illness and come to comfort her, and the mother and son would reconcile.

The old lady allowed her to do so.

She had served the old lady for decades and understood that she felt regretful, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it, so she thought that even if she was sick, she would pretend to be sick to scare her unfilial children and grandchildren.

By then, they naturally wouldn't dare to make me angry like this anymore.

But on this day, the Marquis was not in the mansion at all, and Mrs. Ge could only pass the news to Butler Hu, reminding him that a harmonious family is the key to success, and how could a mother and son hold a grudge overnight?

Butler Hu then conveyed these words for her, but it was obvious that the Marquis was still angry, and Butler Hu didn't even dare to say a word of advice.

As Mrs. Ge entered the courtyard of the study, she saw that all the lights in the houses were off, with only a few lanterns in the courtyard swaying slightly in the night breeze.

The faint light flickered and looked not only deserted but also somewhat frightening.

This scene was very much like the masters' mood, gloomy, uncertain and chilly.

Mrs. Ge's joyful heart suddenly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it. She shivered uncontrollably and looked at Butler Hu who was standing under the eaves, with a hesitant expression on her face.

Butler Hu glared at Mrs. Ge with dissatisfaction, but walked into the small hall first and said carefully: "My Lord, you'd better turn on the lights. Mrs. Ge is here."

Before, Marquis Yong'an refused to light a lamp and sat in the dark sulking.

At this time, he heard what Butler Hu said, sighed, and said, "Light the lamp."

Butler Hu quickly ordered the servant outside to come in and light the lights, and soon the small hall became bright.

After the servants left, Butler Hu called Mrs. Ge, who was waiting in the corridor outside, to come in and answer the questions.

Mrs. Gerhardt came in cautiously with her head bowed, and then she said nothing.

"Why are you mute? Weren't you very talkative today?" Marquis Yong'an glanced coldly at the trembling old woman and said sneerly.

This means that Mrs. Ge has been reporting to the front yard today that the old lady is feeling unwell here and there.

"I have been reckless, please calm down, sir." Mrs. Ge was so frightened that she fell to her knees with a plop, but her voice was choked with sobs.

"I have been with the old lady for half my life. Seeing her current condition, I am worried and anxious, but I don't know how to comfort her."

"I thought the old lady got sick because she had a quarrel with her children and grandchildren at the family dinner and she was unhappy."

"If the Marquis can go and comfort the old lady, she will feel more relieved. If she feels better, her illness... will naturally be cured."

Mrs. Ge's eyes were already red when she said this. She secretly looked at the Marquis of Yong'an and added, "The old lady is old. If she continues to be ill like this..."

Marquis Yong'an looked expressionlessly at the old servant who was trying to ease the relationship between his master and his mother. Suddenly he chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Ge, Old Hu, putting aside status and rules, what happened in Nuanxiang Pavilion last night, do you think it's right for a grandmother to treat her granddaughter so harshly?"

"You have all been in my Jiang family for half your life. You know the situation at home better than anyone else, and you are all open-minded."

"My Jiang family has been engaged in martial arts for generations, so we are not that attentive to household affairs. However, we have always believed that a harmonious family is the foundation of all prosperity." Marquis Yong'an's voice was low and revealed a hint of fatigue.

"But in the past few months, what has the princess done as the mistress to make this family happy? Now, what has the old lady done to make this family happy?"

"Tang'er is the bloodline of the Jiang family that was finally found. How do they treat her?"

"As an elder, you are not kind and deliberately humiliate a child, regardless of status. This is too much. How can you have the face to talk about them again?"

Marquis Yong'an spoke in a slow and earnest tone, and his words were spoken with great sincerity.

Just as he said, Mrs. Ge and Butler Hu have been servants in the Marquis's mansion for decades, and they actually understand the situation at home.

Mrs. Ge was also a loyal servant, otherwise she would not have thought of this trick to ease the relationship between mother and son, but Marquis Yong'an was destined not to do as she wished.

Yong'an Hou's words reminded them of the unpleasant incident last night. In Butler Hu's opinion, the cause was the bag of silver that even he didn't care about.

But in Mrs. Ge's heart, she knew very well that the conflict did not lie here. This was just a spark that triggered the conflict.

She wanted to ease the relationship between mother and son, which would obviously help the old lady recover. The old lady must be suffering from a mental illness now, but...

Who will feel sorry for the young lady who has suffered so much injustice?

Mrs. Gerhardt also had two little granddaughters.

Although she was a slave, the marquis sympathized with her and did not put her grandchildren into slavery, but restored them to good status.

When the other young masters in the mansion were just starting to learn, she asked her two grandsons to follow her as companions and study and practice martial arts for a few years.

Now her eldest grandson is working as a small manager in the shop of the Marquis's mansion. After two years of experience, it will be no problem for him to be promoted to a senior manager. He has a bright future.

The Marquis' Mansion gave her respect, and she also regarded the Marquis' Mansion as her home. Now that something like this has happened, she really wants to help, but the Marquis's words also made her silent.

Of course she knew that the old lady was wrong, but when she insisted on doing so, she did not try her best to stop her.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ge burst into tears with a look of shame on her face.

"It was I who failed to persuade the old lady to act. It was I who underestimated the seriousness of the matter. It was I who failed to inform the Marquis in time to stop it. It was all my fault..."