Madam Ling’s mouth twitched.

Is this helping?

Isn’t it rather damaging?

The person putting this in the newspaper is just too malicious.

Now, everyone knows about the shameless things that the Second Miss Chu and Bai Yuechen did, how can the Chu Family face the world now?

Madam Ling decided not to associate with Madam Chu in the future.

"Mother, Xihua is about to wake up, let me go check on him." Yuan Chun stood up and excused herself from her mother-in-law.

Madam Ling tossed the newspaper aside without even glancing at it, "I’ll go check on my eldest grandson too."

The matter of Chu Meng was nowhere near as appealing as her eldest grandson; she wanted to go hold her eldest grandson.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the courtyard where Yuan Chun lived. Ling Xihua stayed in the east wing of her courtyard, watched over by a wet nurse, a maid, and an old servant woman.

Ling Xihua was awake. The old servant woman had just finished changing his diaper, and the wet nurse was feeding him as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law waited in the small sitting room.

Madam Ling took the opportunity to advise her, "Chunchun, that Second Miss Chu, capable of such disgraceful things, is not someone who behaves herself. You should not associate with her anymore."

"Got it, Mother. Even if you didn’t say it, I was planning to cut ties with her. I can’t have such a shameless friend."

Yuan Chun did not want Chu Meng to take advantage of her anymore.

Madam Ling smiled gently and lovingly, feeling that her daughter-in-law was obedient, sensible, and considerate. Her son was extremely fortunate to have married her.

"Chunchun, you gave birth, and Chang Feng wasn’t home, which must have been hard for you. Once their father and son are both free, our Marshal Mansion will host a full moon banquet for your mother-son duo."

"Alright."

Yuan Chun pursed her lips and smiled, knowing it would be another three to four months before Ling Changfeng would be free.

By then, Ling Xihua would almost be able to sit up.

At that moment, the wet nurse brought Ling Xihua over.

Ling Xihua, only a month old, slept after feeding. Madam Ling, seeing her eldest grandson close his eyes and fall asleep, gently took him into her arms, kissed his cheek, and laughed, "This little face is so tender. Look at my grandson, after one month he’s all chubby and fair, looking just like his father did as a child. So cute, I can’t bear to let him go when I hold him."

Yuan Chun looked on with a soft heart, "Mother, let me hold him for a bit."

"I haven’t had my fill yet."

Madam Ling shifted slightly to prevent her daughter-in-law from taking her grandson away.

Yuan Chun dared not snatch him, for fear of waking up her eldest son.

She watched eagerly, and maybe Madam Ling was moved by her pitiful look, handing the child over to her, "Be careful, don’t wake my eldest grandson. Support his head."

Ever since having her eldest grandson, Madam Ling skipped the gatherings of noblewomen, staying home every day to care for and entertain her grandson, living contentedly.

Madam Ling’s background was merely that of a village girl; she had always been impatient with the pretentious interactions among noblewomen, full of double talk and barbed comments hidden in words that wound around a hundred twists.

Coming from a village, she didn’t know how to navigate those circles.

Before, when people invited her, she had no excuse and felt bad refusing.

Now, with her eldest grandson, Madam Ling had the perfect excuse to decline the bothersome invitations.

Back then, when Marshal Ling was in the military, he got injured and was pursued by enemies. He hid in a farmer’s haystack to survive the chase.

However, he lost consciousness from excessive blood loss.

Madam Ling was the younger daughter of that farmer’s family. One night, while cooking and gathering firewood, she discovered someone hiding in the haystack and quickly called her father over.

Madam Ling’s father was a barefoot doctor and happened to have some medicinal herbs at home, which is how they saved Marshal Ling’s life.