Ye Xinqi... certainly, Grandfather’s concubine needs Grandmother to be able to keep her in check.
Second Sister Ye i Qi... Grandmother is mighty, take her down.
Eldest Sister Ye Luoqi... As the inferior woman she is, she must be dealt with in such a manner.
Fourth Sister Ye Fengqi... Grandmother will cut her down, sweep her out the door, so she can stop her endless chattering and ddling here, why should she care when I leave the house!
Third Sister Ye Xinqi... Once again, that inferior woman has started spouting filth; don’t you know you reek of verbal sewage when you could just keep silent and be thought mute?
Mrs. Li... have the coachman finish for the day, and arrange for him to always bring an extra person to help when picking up the Lady in the future.
The coachman unloaded the carriage and then drove it towards the estate.
Aunt Lai... That old witch, she’s so past it, why doesn’t she just hurry up and die? Without her opposition, she would definitely have a better position in this family.
A vicious light flashed in her eyes, this woman really needed to die soon, she’d been in the way for so many years, and without her interference and contrariness, she would already have taken control of managing the estate.
"Eldest Sister, how dare I? I’m rely stating the truth!"
Over the years, Aunt Lai used many excuses to convince her husband to buy her jewelry, enough to rival Mrs. Lai in the luxury and quantity of her adornnts.
That was indeed one of the reasons why Mrs. Lai particularly hated her: her cousin plotted against her, not only stealing her husband but also her family’s wealth.
It was only in the recent years that she finally found out that her husband had been sleeping in this wretched woman’s room, and during these years, even her natal family knew about it and took their benefits, no longer as warm to Mrs. Lai as before.
When New Year ca around, she had to bring that shaless woman along to her natal ho, a most unpleasant obligation; if it weren’t for the sake of face, she wouldn’t want to go back ho at all.
Mrs. Lai looked at Aunt Lai with venomous eyes as she walked into the living room, this woman so much younger, her clothes and make-up not losing to that of the legitimate Madam, and what was most hateful was that everything she wore was bought by her husband.
Every ti Mrs. Lai looked at herself in the mirror and saw her aged face, wrinkled and with white hair, and her corpulent body, she felt waves of inferiority.
Back when they were so poor, and had just started to live a slightly better life after becoming wealthy, Aunt Lai had co to take the easy pickings, every night monopolizing her husband.
Leaving her to spend the long nights alone in bed, staring out from her room’s window into the neighbor’s lit-up cottage, unable to sleep.
Mrs. Lai felt waves of resentnt, wishing they would never be able to produce a son.
Fearing for her position, when Aunt Lai was pregnant with her first child, Mrs. Lai discreetly did sothing and even had her daughter buy dicine for it.
But, even after seeing this vile woman drink it, why was the fetus unhard? Just a spasm of pain and then nothing, she had thought her daughter had bought fake dicine.
Thankfully, that temptress only gave birth to a daughter, yet still persistently whispered into her husband’s ear, softening him to the idea of letting this woman manage the family fortune, truly blackening his heart.
Though Mrs. Lai hadn’t been very good to her eldest son, his wife, and their daughter in recent years, they were a dutiful family, showing more filial piety than her own birth daughter.
During the holidays, they showed considerable filial respect, and she noted this in her heart, but she was just used to not being as good to her son and daughter-in-law.
Once her daughter was married, she might be reliable, but she couldn’t count on them, and moreover, her husband frequently threatened to send her back to her natal ho.
Every ti she heard it, she seethed, wishing she could poison that vile woman twice over.
Aunt Lai entered the living room, ignoring Mrs. Lai’s fiery glances, and sat beside her with a smile, snacking on treats.
Ye Shiqi... There is a drama every day, always a different version; she didn’t have ti to bother with it.
In the sweltering sumr, she wasn’t in a rush to take a bath, as it wasn’t ti for dinner yet, so she returned to her room, only to feel how hot a tiled house could still be on a sumr night.
Having endured the lack of cooling equipnt of ancient tis for so many years, the more affluent only used ice to solve this problem.
Wealthy families all had ice cellars; those ice cellars required resources to be created, and so her family had also built such a cellar.
Thankfully, with the ice cellar, the sumr’s heat beca sowhat bearable.
Just as she entered her room, a little maid brought in a basin, with a piece of ice inside it, then placed the basin in a corner of the room.
"Lady, would you like so tea? Or would you prefer so pastries and fruit to tide you over?"
Ye Shiqi shook her head and said, "No need, you may go. And please close the door; I’ll call you if I need sothing!"
"Yes, Lady!" The maid retreated and closed the door, causing the air in the room to cool.
Ye Shiqi didn’t have the maid pour her a drink but poured herself a cup of Space Water with honey, then took out a book to read while sipping her honey tea.
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