The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

Shen Qinghe gently massaged the old lady's legs, her strength just right: "Old lady, it's not that I'm saying nice things to please you. It's clearly because the young marquis is famously filial, and everyone in the marquis's mansion knows that. The old lady is concerned about the young marquis, and naturally, the young marquis is also concerned about the old lady."

"Ji Han is indeed filial." The old lady smiled with satisfaction, listening to Shen Qinghe's words and finding that what the girl said did make some sense.

If they were not filial, then no matter how many ways she and her daughter-in-law tried, they would never be able to stuff their wives and concubines into the Jihan Room.

It was only because Ji Han was filial that they reluctantly agreed after their repeated requests, just so that she and her daughter-in-law wouldn't worry.

It was precisely because he was filial and ambitious that she adored this grandson, the old lady thought with some emotion.

"Alright, I know you're good with words, little girl. Granny Kang, bring the Buddhist scriptures here. The Thousand Buddhas Festival is coming soon, and the weather is too hot these days. I'll copy some Buddhist scriptures to calm my mind."

The words "Thousand Buddhas Festival" plunged Shen Qinghe into her thoughts.

The Thousand Buddha Festival in her previous life was very important. At that time, Shen Qinghe also copied Buddhist scriptures to please Lu Huai'an's wife, Madam Li. She not only used her blood to make ink, but also used her hair to embroider a Buddha image.

Originally, she wanted to give Lu Huai'an a chance to shine.

She did indeed win; Lu Huai'an, a notorious playboy in Chang'an, finally got the chance to meet His Highness the Crown Prince.

Following the prepared remarks by Shen Qinghe, Lu Huai'an answered the Crown Prince's questions fluently.

It was because of this incident that Lu Huai'an left an impression on His Highness the Crown Prince. Later, after Lu Huai'an realized his mistake, His Highness the Crown Prince was willing to give him an opportunity to participate in the imperial examination.

Unfortunately, at that time, Lu Huai'an only felt that Shen Qinghe was meddling in his affairs, forcing him to do things he didn't want to do, and wasting his time for pleasure, so he became even more dissatisfied with Shen Qinghe.

In this life, she wanted to see how Shen Yun'er planned to fight for that opportunity for Lu Huai'an.

"Her Majesty the Empress is devoted to Buddhism and attaches great importance to the Thousand Buddhas Festival. All the female relatives of officials are required to submit handwritten Buddhist scriptures so that they can be burned in the sacred fire during the Thousand Buddhas Festival ceremony, which is believed to bring blessings to the country and its people. Originally, it would have been enough for the wives of the principal wives of each family to submit their scriptures, but unfortunately, the Marquis's wife is currently practicing Buddhism at Mount Wutai, so this responsibility has fallen on your shoulders."

Granny Kang looked worried and hesitated for a moment before advising, "Madam, you are not well and cannot sit for long. Why don't I copy them for you? Her Majesty the Empress is very understanding and reasonable, and she will be considerate of your health. Besides, Her Majesty the Empress is very busy. There will be dozens, if not hundreds, of handwritten Buddhist scriptures submitted. How can we possibly verify their authenticity?"

"Hey, when it comes to praying for the country, the most important thing is sincerity."

The old lady continued speaking, her fingers still fiddling with her prayer beads: "Now that Ji Han is a rising star in the court, countless eyes are watching him!"

As the old lady was about to sit up, Shen Qinghe's thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

Shen Qinghe and Granny Kang exchanged a glance. "Madam, your health isn't good, and Granny Kang often suffers from back pain. Why don't we have Qinghe copy Buddhist scriptures? Firstly, Qinghe has been by your side since childhood, so she's naturally familiar with them and has some understanding of copying Buddhist scriptures. Secondly, you taught Qinghe to write, and her handwriting is exactly the same as yours. And lastly, Qinghe is already the young marquis's woman. Although her status is low, she's still considered part of his family. Even if the Empress discovers something amiss, she won't be able to blame her."

"Yes! Good, good, good, this is a good idea." Granny Kang chimed in from the side, "It's all thanks to her filial piety; your efforts before weren't in vain."

"You're such a sensible child."

The old lady grew increasingly fond of Shen Qinghe; she was sensible, considerate, and able to serve Ji Han well. She quickly made up her mind:

"Good child, once you become pregnant, I will immediately make you Jihan's concubine, and I will never let those three young women bully you again."

"Thank you for your kindness, Madam."

Shen Qinghe knelt down to express her gratitude.

The old lady and Granny Kang were talking in the outer room, while Shen Qinghe was copying Buddhist scriptures through the jade beaded curtain.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was lunchtime.

The servant boy rushed in with a beaming smile, announcing, "Madam, Madam, the young marquis has arrived!"

Shen Qinghe looked up and saw...

The old lady paused for a moment as she fiddled with her prayer beads, seemingly unable to believe what she had just heard.

Granny Kang, realizing what was happening, cheerfully reminded her, "Madam, Madam! The young marquis must have come to have lunch with you! He hasn't spoken to you for over two months!"

The old lady then seemed to snap out of her daze, her face beaming with uncontrollable joy: "Quick, quick, go to the kitchen and serve the meal! I can't let my good grandson go hungry!"

Soon, a table full of dishes was laid out.

Lu Jihan strode into Yuhe Hall. "Grandmother, I am late. Please forgive me."

"It's good that you've come, it's good that you've come." The old lady said repeatedly with joy, and hurriedly had someone help Lu Jihan up:

"Come to Grandma's side. These are your favorite dishes, try them."

Lu Jihan sat down next to the old lady. His grandmother kept serving him food, but he only glanced at the dishes on the table before his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

Granny Kang was setting out the dishes, while the maids from Grandmother's room were all standing guard outside the door.

I just couldn't find that figure.

Seeing that Lu Jihan hadn't touched his chopsticks for a long time, the old lady asked with concern, "Jihan, why aren't you eating?"

Lu Jihan looked at the dishes, but had no appetite whatsoever: "Grandson heard that Grandmother's appetite wasn't very good, so someone brought Grandmother some appetizers. I wonder if Grandmother's appetite is any better now?"

Who is the old lady? Having spent most of her life in a secluded mansion, how could she not notice Lu Jihan's unusual question?

anyone?

It seems her grandson didn't come for her, his grandmother, but rather...

The old lady glanced casually behind the jade beaded curtain, probably looking towards that girl.

She said, "Why did it suddenly come like this?"

The old lady was actually even happier, which meant that Ji Han cared about Qing He!

The old lady seemed oblivious to everything, and casually remarked, "I'm much better now, all thanks to the side dishes Qinghe brought. They were really fresh and refreshing. That girl is so thoughtful. Right now, she's copying Buddhist scriptures for Grandmother."

Kang Mama, who had served the old lady for many years, immediately understood what she meant and added fuel to the fire, saying, "That's right, to show her sincerity on the Thousand Buddhas Festival, Miss Qinghe even used her blood to mix with ink! To prevent the blood from congealing, she is still copying Buddhist scriptures behind that jade beaded curtain."

"Using blood to make ink?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jihan's brows furrowed subconsciously, and his gaze drifted and tapped until it landed on the jade beaded curtain.

Only then did he see that slender figure sitting upright and proper.