The Young Master Has an Illness, I Have the Cure

How could he be so heartless and unfaithful?

Mother, how did you ever come across such a ruthless man!

This concubine has just had her water break, and even if we wait for the child to be born, it would take over two hours. How can one not tell which is more pressing, the current situation with mother on the brink of death or that?

Tears mingled with rain on her face.

She finally understood why her mother had told her not to come.

Because her mother knew better than anyone that no one in the Ji Mansion would care about her life or death, let alone offer a helping hand!

Even as Ji Dongming's legitimate wife, Feng Tianshuang lived no better than a maid!

And so, she was driven out of the Huahao Courtyard by Yan Xue.

Ji Ruyan could not concern herself with her own grievances, she could only hurry back to her mother's residence in Tianshuang Courtyard.

The moment she stepped into the room, she acutely sensed that her mother, lying quietly on the bed, might have already departed this world. Aside from her younger sister's loud crying and the wet nurse Qing Wei attending to her, comforting the endlessly wailing second young miss, the whole room was quiet.

Gently approaching the bedside, Ji Ruyan couldn't help but cry, "Mother! Mother! Ruyan is useless, I couldn't save you. Mother..."

Feng Tianshuang slowly opened her eyes and a loving smile appeared on her face, "Ruyan, promise mother that you will take good care of yourself in the future, and look after your sister too. If you suffer any grievances, go to Minqing Town and find your Uncle Feng Tianyou, understand?"

"Mother..."

Ji Ruyan choked up and could not speak.

Feng Tianshuang looked to the side, "Qing Wei, you came to the mansion to take care of me and Ji Ru half a year after Ruyan was born. Although you are a servant, I have always regarded you as one of us and never looked down on you. Should I pass away, please take care of my daughters and do not let them be bullied. If the Ji Mansion cannot bear them anymore, take them to Minqing Town immediately, and do not let them suffer even the slightest grievance!"

Qing Wei, holding the baby, stepped forward, her eyes brimming with tears, and she answered resolutely, "Madam, if it weren't for your protection, Qing Wei could never dream of a peaceful life all these years! Rest assured, I swear on my life that I will protect the eldest and the second young miss thoroughly; I won't let you rest uneasily in the afterworld!"

"Good, good..."

Feng Tianshuang nodded contentedly, stretched out her hand to touch Ruyan's face but it fell heavily halfway through.

She was only twenty-three years old, yet she perished from a severe postpartum hemorrhage!

Ji Ruyan wept bitterly, embracing her mother's still-warm corpse, her cries filled with desolation.

The joy in Huahao Courtyard was a stark contrast to the sorrow in Tianshuang Courtyard.

Maternal Aunt Qi had given birth to a chubby son, the first male child of the Ji Family.

The birth of the son brought great joy to Ji Dongming, and he esteemed Maternal Aunt Qi as the woman who would carry on the family line!

He immediately named the son Ji Yimo and promised Maternal Aunt Qi that he would let the child succeed him.

Upon hearing his words, Maternal Aunt Qi was overjoyed.

Someone reported Feng Tianshuang's death to Ji Dongming.

But Ji Dongming just sent the steward away with instructions to take care of it.

He also proposed that on the hundredth day from the son's birth, he would promote Maternal Aunt Qi to be his continuing wife, with the wedding ceremony scheduled during the child's first-month celebration.

The legitimate wife had just died, yet the concubine was to become the official wife a hundred days later—a stroke of fortune that probably only Maternal Aunt Qi could smile about.