Summary
For Old Madam’s sixtieth birthday banquet, the first dish served was sturgeon tendon. I was attending at the side, and the rich aroma made me retch despite myself. Young Madam shot me a glance and said in a syrupy, cutting tone, “Oh my, Miss Yun Jiang, don’t tell me you’re pregnant? Grandmother only said yesterday that she would elevate you to concubine and give you to the Heir Apparent as a mistress, and today you’re already with child?” “As expected of the senior maid at Grandmother’s side. What remarkable ability!” The moment she finished speaking, the entire banquet hall fell deathly silent. Countless gazes landed on me, openly or otherwise, filled with undisguised disgust and contempt. Yet I was not the slightest bit panicked, because- The next instant, the Duke of Zhenguo, already past forty, seized my wrist. “You’re truly pregnant?” “Hahaha-Heaven has treated me well! To think I might have a child of my own in this lifetime!”