Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Ying Nanyao was absolutely furious.

Unexpectedly, this usually well-behaved and obedient daughter turned out to be the biggest troublemaker.

He stared at Ying Yufu's soft, jade-like face, his expression shifting between light and dark for a long time.

Finally, he came to the conclusion that Ying Yufu's transformation was all due to Shangguan Tang's instigation.

Shangguan Tang only started to become sharp-tongued and petty after he said he wanted to ask Yan'er to be granted an official title.

Now that Yan'er's request for an imperial title has failed, she should be able to calm down.

So he said directly to Shangguan Tang, "Tang'er, you have truly disappointed me. Look at the state you have raised Fu'er to be!"

Shangguan Tang's expression remained unchanged, her eyes cold as she looked at him.

Eighteen years ago, she married this man because she was pregnant.

After marriage, she tried her best to be a good daughter-in-law, a good wife, a good mother, and a good matriarch.

Therefore, she was gentle, virtuous, generous, and tolerant. He asked her to give way to the first wife, and she did so.

But what did she get in return? Nothing but more abuse, trampling on her and trampling on her.

She never had much romantic feelings for her children, so the man who had been her husband for eighteen years meant nothing to her.

Ying Nanyao was still lecturing in his self-righteous magnanimity: "Tang'er, I know you're unhappy because of the matter of me asking Yan'er to be granted an imperial title."

But now, for your sake, is it alright if I don't ask her to be granted an official title?

"Really?" Shangguan Tang laughed, thinking she was being fooled.

Ying Yufu also showed disdain.

Ying Nanyao added, "Tang'er, we are husband and wife, and it's normal for couples to quarrel."

"Don't worry, when I go to court the day after tomorrow, I will plead for my second brother and ask His Majesty to investigate the truth of the disaster relief fund case and restore justice to him."

"Oh? Is that so? Is the Marquis just trying to fool me?" Shangguan Tang said with a hint of sarcasm.

"How could that be?" Ying Nanyao asked with deep emotion, almost as if he were swearing an oath to the heavens.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your good news, Lord Marquis," Shangguan Tang said calmly.

Seeing that Shangguan Tang's attitude seemed to have softened, Ying Nanyao stepped forward and reached out to take Shangguan Tang's hand.

Shangguan Tang slightly turned his body to the side, avoiding the attack.

A dark glint flashed in Ying Nanyao's eyes; she was indeed still not completely appeased.

He softened his voice and said, "Tang'er, you really shouldn't have let Fu'er hit Granny Du."

Du Mama was an old servant of my mother's, having followed her for many years. How is beating her any different from beating my mother?

You really upset Mother today, and I'm very disappointed.

Shangguan Tang felt a pang of nausea as he listened to his words: "What, has the Marquis come to interrogate me?"

That old servant, relying on your mother, doesn't respect us, mother and daughter. Shouldn't he be beaten?

No matter what, there is still a distinction between superiors and inferiors.

Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately roared in anger again, but because of the pain on her face and the fact that she had broken two teeth and was speaking with a lisp, she did not speak.

"Tang'er, what are you saying? What do you mean by calling me mother? She is your mother too," Ying Nanyao said.

A hint of disgust flashed in Shangguan Tang's eyes.

Seeing her cold expression, Ying Nanyao said again:

"Yes, although there is a difference in rank, even if Granny Du is at fault, we, as her masters, should be tolerant. The beating was indeed a bit too heavy."

"It's only twenty strokes of the cane. Father, didn't you want to give me thirty strokes before? Compared to that, we didn't do it too lightly."

Ying Yufu chimed in while watching the show.

Ying Nanyao: ...

Ying Nanyao's face turned ashen with anger. That rebellious daughter!

But then he was met with her completely bewildered expression, which instantly made him so angry that his teeth ached.

"Shut up," he hissed.

"Can't I even speak? I'm just telling the truth!" Ying Yufu said innocently.

Ying Nanyao glared at her, then turned to continue coaxing Shangguan Tang, "Tang'er, Mother is sad because of Du Mama's punishment. How about this, you give Mother some compensation to cheer her up."

He's here; he's finally revealed his purpose.

Shangguan Tang chuckled in exasperation. She asked, "Oh? I wonder what kind of compensation the Marquis is referring to?"

Ying Nanyao felt a surge of excitement and said, "Tang'er, why don't you give your mother one million taels of silver, and we can let this matter rest. From now on, we can still be a harmonious family."

[Holy crap! Host, your scumbag father is shameless!]

Yeah, I'm curious too. His skin is thicker than a city wall, isn't it? It should be peeled off and used to ram the city wall.

Although Shangguan Tang already knew how despicable the Marquis's mansion was, similar things had happened many times before.

However, in the past, they had been more restrained due to the influence of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and their methods were more tactful.

This time, however, they truly opened her eyes to a whole new world.

"I've never heard of a mistress who beat a servant and then had to pay compensation."

One million taels of silver, my lord. How much is your annual salary? Do you think it would take you many years to earn one million taels of silver?

Your words have truly shocked me!

Ying Nanyao's face immediately froze.

The old lady couldn't help but shout angrily, "You bastard, you dare to give me this?!"

"Oh dear, does Grandma have a lisp? Not only does it have a lisp, but it also smells awful; I can smell it from this far away."

Grandma, did you secretly eat poop?

"You little bastard..."

"Ugh~" Ying Yufu made a disgusted sound, took several steps back, covered her nose, and looked disgusted.

The old lady was so angry she almost fell backwards.

Seeing this, Shangguan Tang also covered his mouth and nose in a very cooperative manner, and even raised his hand to fan himself.

Ying Nanyao's face was extremely ugly.

He suppressed his anger and continued, "Alright, Tang'er, one million taels is a bit too much, so let's make it five hundred thousand taels."

Shangguan Tang looked at him with a half-smile.

The old lady objected immediately, "Nothing like that..."

Ying Nanyao ignored his mother's lisp and continued in a magnanimous manner, "Also, Yan'er had a miscarriage today. I heard that you have a 500-year-old ginseng."

"Alright then, Tang'er, all you need to do is offer 500,000 taels of silver plus a 500-year-old ginseng."

Shangguan Tang exclaimed in surprise, "A servant worth 500,000 taels? I've never heard of such a thing before."

Moreover, 500,000 taels is no small sum. For the Marquis to ask for so much so casually—has the Marquis's mansion gone mad with poverty?

Ying Nanyao's face darkened.

Shangguan Tang said, "Are you not desperate for money? Then the Marquis must be facing an enormous difficulty and needs this money."

Otherwise, I really can't understand why the Marquis would ask for 500,000 taels of silver so readily.

"Alright then, whatever difficulties the Marquis may be facing, we will report to His Majesty. His Majesty is wise and benevolent, and will surely uphold justice for the Marquis."

"Shangguan Tang, are you unwilling to give it?" Ying Nanyao finally couldn't hold back his anger and embarrassment.

Shangguan Tang ignored him and said, "This eldest son's wife is having a miscarriage, yet she's still thinking about me, her younger brother's wife."

If it were just a small amount, I would give it away; that would be a gesture of goodwill.

But now, she's talking about a 500-year-old ginseng root! It's so embarrassing! If she really accepts it, isn't she afraid she might have the life to enjoy it but not the life to do so?

Ying Nanyao's expression immediately changed. He stared at Shangguan Tang with a sinister look, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Mother, I think Aunt looks like she has a tragic fate; she's sure she won't live to enjoy life. Mother, we must never take someone's life!"

Ying Yufu raised her hand in agreement.