Obviously, she’s the mother of two sons, yet she cannot enter the Ding Family and can only live outside. Ding Family members aren’t allowed to mention her, and even the two sons have to visit her secretly.

Speaking of maliciousness, compared to the Madam, Concubine Qiongying is just as bad, isn’t she?

"Concubine, it’s getting late, you should rest first."

Ignoring Concubine Qiongying who was still muttering to herself, the maid closed the door and walked out, letting out a sigh of relief.

"No, I can’t let it go like this!"

Inside the room, Concubine Qiongying’s last hope had just dissipated.

Thinking that after giving birth to the baby in her belly, she would have to live in the manor and be under watch, not even able to step outside the door.

Her heart chilled at the thought, wishing her unborn child would never come into the world!

However, it is an unchangeable fact that a woman carries a child for ten months, no matter how much she wants not to give birth, it’s impossible. When the time comes, the child will be born.

"I must find a way, yes, find a way. Those unworthy brats can’t be relied upon, I have to depend on myself!"

Mumbling to herself, she climbed up from the ground, approached the table, and began writing on paper. She needs to seek help, she can’t just sit and wait for death.

Otherwise, the outcome awaiting her would definitely not be good.

Her own sons are unreliable, and even in the future, they might not become the master of the Ding Family.

She knows too well how she previously treated Ding Ru and Ding Jun and their mother.

If one of them becomes the master of the Ding Family, her life would truly be over, not just for her, but also for her child and her family back home, none would benefit.

Those useless spawn, she can disregard their life and death, but she cannot let anything happen to her family.

"Ding Zhuzui, since you don’t intend to let me live well, then I have no reason to be merciful!"

After viciously speaking these words, she filled an entire sheet of paper and then picked it up to her lips, blew on it, and folded it neatly.

Since these people want to die, what is there for her to hesitate about, it’s either them or her; such a simple choice, does she not know what to choose?

...

In the courtyard of Old Madam Ding.

A few children hung their heads, standing still in the dark night.

And Old Madam Ding sat on the only chair in the courtyard, coldly watching the children stand.

"Old Madam, the young ladies and gentlemen should already know their mistake, why not let them go back and rest?" The old nanny whispered in Old Madam Ding’s ear, seeing the children’s legs trembling, almost unable to stand.

Upon hearing the old nanny’s words, the children simultaneously looked up at Old Madam Ding, eyes filled with longing.

But would Old Madam Ding let them off so easily?

"What are you looking at? Stand properly for me. Whoever dares to move will stand for another hour, and tomorrow’s breakfast will be canceled!" she shouted sternly.

"Hiss!"

The children gasped, cautiously glancing at the slightly older girl.

Today, they wanted to find their eldest... no, Third Brother, but before they saw him, they were stopped by the nanny beside their grandmother.