When the chubby little girl was two years old, Mo Yan was urged to have a second child, but she felt that her daughter was still too young and needed her mother’s care, so she decided to postpone it for another year.
By the ti the chubby little girl was three, Mo Yan had thrown away the Contraceptive Grass she had worn for three years and tuned her body into its most ideal condition, ready to conceive a child.
However, a year went by and there was no movent in her belly. She checked her own pulse and found no issues, but she didn’t understand what was going on. She could only take care of her chubby daughter while hoping to beco pregnant.
Now that Cui Qingrou had brought it up, Mo Yan couldn’t offer an explanation, and she began to feel that she might indeed only have this one daughter. Although it was regrettable not to have a son to complete the "good" character, she felt it wasn’t bad to focus on raising her chubby girl.
"You and your nonsense!" Cui Qingrou slapped her daughter’s hand and scolded, "Your husband has already reached the position of a first-rank Great General and he is also Lord Hou. So many people are watching from below, not to ntion, is there a shortage of rumors around Jing City?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan frowned slightly, "Mother, your daughter understands what you an, but who can say for certain about these things? It wouldn’t help even if your daughter was in a hurry."
In the eyes of the people at the ti, a daughter will eventually marry off, and a son is the one to carry on the family na and support the parents. Not having a son ant the family line would end, and in old age, there would be no one to see them off, leading to a very bleak existence in the afterlife.
Therefore, even after Mo Yan gave birth to her chubby little girl, the Xiao Family was considered to have no heirs. Because of this, she hadn’t been spared from gossip and even mbers of the Xiao Clan put pressure on Mo Yan, suggesting she should allow Xiao Ruiyuan to take several concubines. Mo Yan flatly rejected this proposal without rcy.
So ddlers in the capital were even more absurd, claiming that Mo Yan couldn’t bear a son because Xiao Ruiyuan had created too much bloodshed, dooming him to a childless fate; others speculated that it was her womb that was at fault. To climb up to the branches of the high-ranking Xiao Ruiyuan, so had sent won with large breasts and hips, who appeared likely to bear children, to his door.
Of course, all these won were turned away by Xiao Ruiyuan with a dark expression on his face. He treated the people who had sent them without favor, digging up scandals about them, causing many to lose their official positions and their entire families to be driven out of Jing City.
After such incidents happened several tis, no one dared to send won to the door anymore, but when Mo Yan went out, so people suggested outright or subtly that she should adopt a little boy from the Xiao Clan and raise him in her na, so that the General Mansion and the Hou Mansion wouldn’t be left without a successor.
Mo Yan would be willing to spend Silver to care for a child with no blood relation to her, but she would not register such a child as her own son. She acted as if she did not hear such suggestions and did not take these people seriously, but she was sowhat discomforted in her heart.
Cui Qingrou hesitated for a mont, sent the maids further away, and then asked in a low voice, "Your body is fine, could it be... perhaps you could gently ntion it to your husband, to let your master have a look at him?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan dismissed the speculation without a second thought, "Mother, my husband’s health shouldn’t have issues either; otherwise, we could not have had Wanwan."
Even if his health had been off in the past couple of years, she regularly used Spirit Spring Water and ingredients from the Space to condition her husband’s body. Any issues should have been resolved by now; it couldn’t be that they were unable to have children.
"Well... ah, as long as you two don’t think there’s anything wrong, there’s no need to care about idle gossip. Mother has no other intention, just hopes you’ll always be well." Seeing her daughter so certain, Cui Qingrou could only offer this one statent, even if she harbored doubts.
It wasn’t easy to deal with such issues, which man would admit to having problems in that area? It was better not to cause discord between the couple. Perhaps, as her daughter said, they were fated not to have a son, or the ti just hadn’t co yet!
"Mother, your daughter understands your kindness. Don’t worry, even if we truly don’t have a son, our family of three will be just fine," Mo Yan reassured Cui Qingrou. She couldn’t have been so certain when she had just gotten married, but now she was sure her husband wouldn’t change his heart.
"That’s good, that’s good..."
Cui Qingrou patted Mo Yan’s hand, feeling slightly more at peace.
Although Mo Yan didn’t care about the gossip outside, she still wanted another child, and this conversation had sowhat affected her mood. In the evening, when Xiao Ruiyuan returned from the Governnt Office, the family of three should have enjoyed a joyful dinner, but Mo Yan was sowhat distracted.
Sensing sothing was off with his wife, Xiao Ruiyuan served their daughter who wanted to have fish soup and asked softly, "What’s wrong? Has Wanwan been naughty again?"
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