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Chapter 88 Xuan-ge'er is taken away

Wang took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her voice still trembled with anger. "Go, call Aunt Li back to me. I want to see how much guts she has to ignore me like this."

"Also, tell the young master that if he wants to favor his concubine over his wife, he'll have to see if I agree!" The maid covered her face, answered with tears in her eyes, and hurriedly retreated.

Wang sat alone in the room, growing angrier the more she thought about it, feeling a tightness in her chest.

The wife of the heir of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion, isn't she just fond of children?

Hmph, she has two children, how could she be inferior to that Aunt Li?

At the banquet that day, Chu Ruohan was also very affectionate towards her two children.

Wang bit her lower lip, her jealousy burning even more intensely. If that wretched woman, Aunt Li, could fawn over her, so could she…

Wang was determined to let Chu Ruohan know who was the most qualified person to befriend her!

A lowly concubine isn't even worthy of carrying their shoes...

On the other side, Aunt Li, holding the sleeping Xuan-ge'er, walked slowly out of the Marquis of Anyang's residence with a solemn expression and slightly slow steps.

She was slender, casting a long shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun, and looked preoccupied.

Outside the mansion gate, a beautifully decorated carriage was already waiting quietly.

The carriage was gleaming, and the horses pulling it had smooth coats; one could tell at a glance that it came from a wealthy family.

This carriage was specially prepared by Chu Ruohan for Aunt Li, so that she could be sent back.

Aunt Li looked up at the carriage, a complex expression flashing in her eyes—gratitude, but more so, doubt.

She gently climbed into the carriage, carefully placed Xuan-ge'er on the soft cushions, and sat down beside him.

With a crisp crack of the driver's whip, the carriage slowly started moving, its wheels rumbling with a dull thud.

Aunt Li leaned against the carriage wall, staring blankly at the receding street scene outside the window, but her thoughts were not on it at all.

Her mind was still replaying her conversation with Chu Ruohan over and over again.

"She said she likes Xuan-ge'er and that she's destined to be with him..." Aunt Li murmured to herself, her brows furrowed. "Could it be that she wants to adopt Xuan-ge'er?"

The moment the thought popped into her head, she was startled and instinctively hugged Xuan-ge'er tightly beside her.

Xuan-ge'er was her only child, and the one she would rely on for the rest of her life.

Over the years, she has been cautious and timid in the mansion, enduring neglect and grievances, all in the hope that one day she can gain status through her son.

But then she thought about it again. Xuan-ge'er was just an unfavored illegitimate son by her side, with the legitimate son above him. It would be harder than climbing to heaven for him to stand out from the crowd.

However, if Xuan-ge'er were adopted by the Marquis of Anyang's family, the situation would be completely different.

He will become the legitimate son of the crown prince, and his status and position will be completely transformed in an instant.

The future title of Marquis of Anyang might very well fall into Xuan-ge'er's hands.

Thinking of this, Aunt Li's heart suddenly raced and her breathing became rapid.

If Chu Ruohan were to die young, then as Xuan Ge'er's birth mother, wouldn't she become the high and mighty old lady of the Marquis's mansion?

Wealth, honor, and status will all be within reach.

Aunt Li became more and more excited as she thought about it, feeling as if that beautiful scene was already appearing before her eyes.

But soon, she calmed down again.

A question arose in her mind: Chu Ruohan is in the prime of her youth, why doesn't she have a child of her own?

Could it be that the crown prince is impotent...?

Thinking of this, Aunt Li blushed slightly and quickly shook her head to banish the thought from her mind.

However, this matter is indeed of great importance, and it seems I will have to discuss it thoroughly with my husband when I get back.

Aunt Li secretly made up her mind, her gaze falling once again on Xuan-ge'er's tender face...

The carriage slowly came to a stop in front of the Vice Minister's residence. Aunt Li was thinking about Xuan'er's future.

Before she could even catch her breath, the carriage curtain was suddenly flung open, and blinding light streamed into the car.

Aunt Li squinted instinctively, but before she could see who it was, she heard a cold, hard command: "Aunt Li, the Madam requests your presence. Please come with us!"

Aunt Li looked up and saw several burly old women standing under the carriage, their eyes revealing an undeniable toughness.

She was startled and hugged the still-sleeping Xuan-ge'er tightly in her arms. "Do you know why Madam is looking for me?"

The old women ignored her words. One of them sneered and said, "Enough nonsense. Who dares to disobey the madam's orders? You'd better come with us!" With that, she reached out to pull Aunt Li.

Aunt Li struggled, but as a weak woman, how could she possibly defeat these old women?

Amidst the shoving, Xuan Ge'er was awakened from his deep sleep. His originally rosy face instantly scrunched up as he burst into tears.

Aunt Li was extremely anxious and quickly comforted the child in a soft voice, "Don't be afraid, Xuan'er, Mother is here, Mother is here..."

Seeing this, Granny Sun's face showed disgust. While pulling at Aunt Li, she said in a shrill voice, "Hmph, Aunt Li, have you forgotten your place? In this mansion, only the mistress of the house is the master's mother. You are nothing but a concubine who cannot be brought into the open!"

Hearing this, Aunt Li felt a sharp pain in her heart. She hugged Xuan-ge'er tightly and retorted angrily, "I am Xuan-ge'er's birth mother, and no one can change that fact!"

"Still dare to talk back! It's your good fortune that the Madam summoned you. If you dare to nag again, don't blame us for being impolite!" With that, they pulled on Aunt Li even harder, and Aunt Li almost fell to the ground.

Xuan'er's cries grew louder, and his little hands waved wildly in the air, as if trying to grab something.

Seeing the child's terrified and helpless appearance, Aunt Li's eyes welled up with tears, and she obediently got off the carriage.

She remembered Chu Ruohan's obvious affection for Xuan-ge'er. If Xuan-ge'er could be associated with the Marquis of Anyang's mansion, she wouldn't have to endure such bullying anymore.

Pushed and shoved by the old women, Li Yiniang arrived at Wang Shi's courtyard. As soon as she stepped across the threshold, she felt a sense of oppression.

Madam Wang looked at her with a gloomy expression. Aunt Li hugged Xuan'er tightly, suppressing her fear, and curtsied, saying, "Greetings to Madam."

"Greetings? I, this lady, am not worthy of your greetings! How dare you!" Madam Wang shouted angrily as soon as she opened her mouth. "Leaving the manor without permission, do you even have any respect for me as your mistress?"

"Madam, please calm down. It was the young master..."

But Madam Wang didn't let her finish speaking. With a wave of her hand, she said to the maid beside her, "Take the child away!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Li took a few steps back in alarm. "Madam, Xuan-ge'er is still young. He can't leave me..."

But her resistance was futile. Several maids rushed forward and forcibly took Xuan-ge'er from her arms.

Xuan-ge'er's cries grew louder and louder, and Aunt Li's heart felt as if it were being torn apart.