Marquis Weiyuan's Madam came over, exchanged pleasantries with Song Ci and the others, and looked eagerly at Wang Qiuman, who was standing a step behind Grand Madam Wei, before quickly concealing her gaze.
As customary, she complimented Grand Madam Wei's ability to nurture her granddaughters and grandnieces, all of whom were extraordinarily beautiful, and lamented her lack of luck in not having such a daughter.
Wang Qiuman and Wei Wenyan both shyly lowered their heads.
Song Ci glanced inadvertently at the girl named Wenyan, her eyes flickering slightly, but she didn't dwell on it, focusing instead on Marquis Weiyuan's Madam.
She felt something strange.
Marquis Weiyuan's Madam had lost her legitimate son and had been dedicating herself to Buddhist practices for years, distancing herself from worldly matters. Back then, she suspected that her concubine's son's birth mother harmed her son, so naturally, she should dislike the son of the concubine.