Jiang Wanmu stood by the table, practicing writing large regular script with a suspended elbow method. The first day she wrote like this, her entire arm was sore and aching by evening. She gritted her teeth and endured, but when she couldnt bear it anymore, tears fell, thinking "Whats the point of this? Perhaps no one will know in this life, but I can also write a good character."

  Waiting until the next days dawn, smelling the fresh air of early morning, thinking about the long days ahead, she is still young and has a long way to go, rekindling her determination, unwilling to fall like this. Silently comforting herself "No need for others to appreciate, I can appreciate myself, its also a unique interest." When she calmed down again to practice, she felt that the endless days passed in an instant, while time flew away, her words slowly took shape and had their own framework.

  Jiang Wanru used a dry cloth to wipe the water marks on the table, and heard Jiyus footsteps approaching. She didnt even lift her head. After a while, Jiyu called out from outside the door in a bright voice: "Miss, may I come in?" Jiang Wanru replied indifferently: "Come in." Jiyu held a small embroidery frame in one hand and a small box containing embroidery threads in the other, with a smile on her face. She bumped open the door with her body, then closed it again with a bump, and smiled at Jiang Wanru saying: "Miss, Ive come to keep you company."

  Jiang Wanmu looked at her with a hint of amusement, unsure who was accompanying whom. Since that days incident, Jiyu had not dared to leave the house again. For the first two days, she only came out to eat and would occasionally appear in front of Jiang Wanmu, but otherwise stayed quietly in her own room. Two days later, after lunch, Jiang Wanmu couldnt bear the silence anymore and approached the table, speaking softly: "Miss, Ill come to your room to keep you company. I wont go around spreading Misss words outside." Jiang Wanmu just looked at her for a moment before nodding slightly.

  From that day on, Jiyuan would only leave her room for meals and would hide in her own room to whisper with her mother who brought food. At other times, she would stay in Jiang Wantings room. In the first few days, Jiyuan quietly did her needlework, occasionally glancing up at Jiang Wanting standing by the table, writing characters on a hanging scroll. Whenever Jiang Wantings gaze fell upon her, she would quickly lower her head and pretend to be obediently working.

  After the New Years festival, perhaps due to receiving accurate news, her face showed a noticeable relaxation, and she smiled more often. She could already feel Jiang Wans harmlessness, and she became more casual when entering or leaving the room. Sometimes while doing things, she would mention to Jiang Wan what her mother had told her before.

  "Miss, it turns out that except for the masters, only I didnt know that Guiyus maid was timid and didnt dare to take responsibility. When something happened, she would push the blame onto the person who spoke to her. This time after the festival, the mistress ordered someone to sell her off. Hehe, the new maid was also sold off, I heard that on the day of the sale, she cried and wanted to speak with the master. Guiyus mistress fined her three months worth of salary, its a good thing she came from the mistresss side, otherwise I heard the punishment would have been even more severe."

  Jiang Wan looked at her small face with great interest, thinking that the big house was a place to cultivate talented people in the fight for power. She had heard such things since she was young and remembered them in her heart, and as she grew older, she became more and more aware of the situation. When she followed the masters side, she would be the best helper in the fight for power. Jiang Wan never stopped Jiyan from saying these things, but instead allowed him to say more, because she didnt want to be a frog at the bottom of the well of the Jiang family.

  Ji Yan got used to Jiang Wanrus thinness and her faint eye color every time she came in. Ji Yan threaded a few stitches, looked up at Jiang Wanru who was still writing on the table, and asked: "Miss, wont you get bored like this?" Jiang Wanru raised her eyes and replied lightly: "I wont get bored, its better than sitting stupidly by the table." These words made Ji Yan choke, thinking of Jiang Wanrus appearance, she said in a soft voice: "Miss, my mother asked me Miss, what do you do every day? I told her You just sit there."

  Ji Yans words brought a smile of approval from Jiang Wan, who nodded and said, "Yes, I will write and recognize characters, but this must not be spread outside." Ji Yan saw the smile on Jiang Wans face and, emboldened, said, "Miss, I heard that Fourth Miss now has her monthly allowance?" Jiang Wans expression remained calm, for she had already heard this news from Mu Gens mother when Jiang Fourth Miss first received her monthly allowance. Mu Gens mother had smiled and said, "Miss, it seems that the madam should also give you a monthly allowance."

  Jiang Wanting thinks that her stepmother will not give her monthly allowance for the next two years, but instead will think of ways to delay giving it to her until she cant delay any longer. Then, with a condescending attitude, she will grant Jiang Wanting her monthly allowance. Over the years, Jiang Wanting has come to understand that the person her stepmother hates the most is Yu Niangniang, who is now struggling to stay afloat. With her stepmothers pretentious personality of wanting to appear like a saint, she will show off her kindness and generosity in her treatment of Yu Niangniang. Meanwhile, Jiang Wanting, who is living well, has become the thorn in her side.

  Jiang Wan looked at Ji Yan with a serious expression, thinking that she was always by her side, and considering her open nature, she said in a low voice: "These things, you are not allowed to ask others about. Even if someone mentions it in front of you, you must remember to leave early, and if you cant avoid it, pretend you dont understand? Do you remember what I just said?" Ji Yan looked at Jiang Wan with a hint of grievance in her eyes, knowing that if she didnt agree, she wouldnt even be able to enter the house again. She quickly nodded and said: "Ill listen to Miss."

  Jiang Wanru saw that she really remembered, and the tension in her eyes relaxed. She explained calmly: "Who to give money to, when to give it, Madam has her own plans. Youre by my side now, if you ask someone or someone mentions it, you stand aside with a look of interest, others will think I told you to do this thing. Following me is a hardship for you. If your parents can help you find a good place, you can try, I wont stop you."

  Ji Yans face changed dramatically as she listened to Jiang Wanruos words, putting down her embroidery and rushing over to the table, where she immediately knelt down. Jiang Wanruo held her pen, taken aback by Ji Yans sudden movement, and seeing her kneel down, slightly shook her head and put down her pen to quickly pull her up, saying: "I dont like others kneeling to me, it will shorten my lifespan." Ji Yan had originally intended to continue kneeling, but hearing Jiang Wanruos words, she didnt dare to kneel again, instead looking at Jiang Wanruo with a terrified expression and saying: "Miss, Ji Yan is devoted to following you. Ji Yan was wrong, Ji Yan will change."

  Jiang Wanmu looked at the shameless Ji Yan, and she was quite annoyed. In her previous life, she had been spoiled by her parents and had never taken care of children before. Even after having younger siblings with different fathers, her father still doted on her, afraid that she would feel left out. Her mother had always been considerate, and after having a younger brother, she was delighted to see him being spoiled by his uncle. She enjoyed seeing her little brothers adorable face, liking it when he called her "sister" with his mouth full of saliva, and even more so when she saw the envy in her mothers and uncles eyes towards how well her brother treated her.

  She faced a tearful Jiyuan, who looked like she had been abandoned by her. She thought about what she had just said to Jiyuan, which was the plain truth. Those concubines back then had all tried to find ways to leave her side, and she considered it normal human behavior. Jiyuan was young and hadnt spent much time by her side; if she could leave now, why not let her go to a better place?