After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 191 Delicate Thoughts

Chapter 191: Chapter 191 Delicate Thoughts

The illegitimate children could still inherit her status, and their birth mother would surely not oppose this change.

From illegitimate to legitimate, who wouldn’t joyfully accept such a fine fortune?

With these thoughts, the Young Master Tutor’s wife looked at Su Yu, her gaze filled with complex emotions, displaying both anticipation and anxiety.

In Su Yu’s eyes, this anticipation seemed like a legitimate heir’s endless desire.

A gentle unwillingness to disappoint rose in her heart.

"If we’re discussing the possibility of pregnancy again, from a medical standpoint, it is naturally feasible,"

Yet these words from Su Yu were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the flicker of hope that had just ignited in the Young Master Tutor’s wife.

Her expression inevitably dimmed as she sensed that the Old Lady would urge her husband to visit her chambers with even greater urgency, and she would have to face that intimacy which was both repellant and inevitable.

Their interactions were bereft of the warmth between spouses, filled instead with indifference and duty, each one a mental flaying that left one breathless.

Just as the Young Master Tutor’s wife’s heart sank to rock bottom, Su Yu’s tone took a turn...

"However, the lady must nurture her mind and body and not be hasty. I will prepare a few prescriptions for you to regulate your constitution, and when the time is right, everything will come to fruition naturally."

These words, like a breath of spring air, rekindled the flame of hope in the Young Master Tutor’s wife’s eyes, showing her a path that preserved her health while meeting her family’s expectations.

"It’s just that..."

Su Yu’s speech gently drew out, as if paving a meticulous path for her following thoughts. Her eyes captured the subtleties in the Young Master Tutor’s wife’s complex emotions—a detailed observation that momentarily added weight to the atmosphere of the room. "Young Master Tutor’s wife, due to past illnesses and delays, has a significantly depleted constitution. Even if fortune favors us with new life, the child might inherit inherent weakness due to the mother’s lack of vital energy for nourishment, an outcome none of us wishes to see. But with careful nurturing and gradual restoration of the body’s vitality, the future holds boundless possibilities, and there is no need for excessive worry."

Upon hearing this, the Old Lady’s furrowed brows seemed to relax a bit, and the weight in her heart lifted halfway; she was simply grateful for the chance to carry on the family line.

The Young Master Tutor’s wife, meanwhile, felt cherished and respected in Su Yu’s thoughtful words, a rare consideration that not only preserved her dignity but also subtly returned the power of choice back into her hands. A glimpse of determination flashed through her eyes—regardless of the path ahead, she was resolved to try, for her own sake and for her family.

As the shadows of evening stretched, a hint of anxiety rose in Su Yu’s heart—the Young Master Tutor was still not home, hinting at another day of vain waiting.

Just as this thought passed, a servant hurried in, his voice carrying a mix of urgency and elation, "Madam, the master has now returned. Please accompany Doctor Su to the front hall to meet him."

A warmth surged within Su Yu, her eagerness clear in her words as she quickly asked, "Is it about my niece’s news?"

The servant’s face held a solemn yet reassuring expression, "He has brought back a young girl. As for whether she is the one you seek, that needs Doctor Su’s personal discernment."

The Young Master Tutor’s wife understood Su Yu’s anxiety completely and, without hesitation, led her through the winding corridors toward the front hall.

In the front hall, where candlelight flickered, Young Master Tutor sat at the head of the room with a posture that held an elusive ease and scrutiny. After sipping some tea, he said slowly, "I’ve found the person for you, but the ensuing matters will still require your own confrontation and resolution."

Although Su Yu was still puzzled by the underlying meaning of Young Master Tutor’s words, the most pressing matter at hand was to confirm the identity of the little girl.

Her gaze moved past the scattered figures in the hall, finally settling on a thin, disheveled girl.

The child wore ragged clothes, and strands of her hair hung low, covering most of her face, revealing only a pale cheek that seemed untouched by sunlight for a long time.

In a soft call, with a barely perceptible tremor intermingling in her tone, Su Yu said, "Da Ya?"

The girl suddenly looked up upon hearing the sound, her eyes interweaving surprise and fear, as if she could not believe that Second Aunt would appear at such a place and time.

Tears circled in her eyes but were forced back by a stubborn will. Her small face displayed a complex and contradictory expression, filled with both the joy of reunion and the fear of an unknown fate.

Only then did Su Yu clearly see that Da Ya’s cheeks were covered with intertwining, shocking scars. Those dried traces of blood silently testified to the depths of past wounds, each marking seeming to accuse an untold story.

Su Yu was shaken to the core, speechless for a long time before finally finding her voice, filled with disbelief and deep regret, "What... what happened here? Who has done such a terrible thing to her?"

The woman standing by, seeming to be Da Ya’s caretaker, was gesturing with both hands and feet, emitting indistinct sounds.

It turned out that this woman was mute but had not entirely lost her ability to make sounds, yet her speech was hard to discern, adding a layer of mystery and sorrow.

A plainly dressed attendant standing nearby explained with a complex expression, "The Dumb Woman is telling us with her gestures that the injuries on Da Ya were self-inflicted. Such a situation not only caused the broker to lose the Silver he was supposed to receive but also brought a lot of trouble. Therefore, if you insist on taking Da Ya away, you will need to compensate for these losses according to their rules."

Su Yu speculated to herself that this person must be the "child woman" Biaozi mentioned. However, she hadn’t expected her to be a mute who couldn’t speak, resulting in everyone calling her "Dumb Woman" instead of any name related to "child woman."

"Why would she harm herself to this extent? Unless you reveal the truth, I will not pay a single cent for compensation."

Su Yu’s voice carried an indubitable sternness, and the innate inviolable authority of the Young Master Tutor’s Mansion made the Dumb Woman even more anxious, her hands moving faster as her emotions became increasingly agitated.

As time slowly passed, the Dumb Woman’s rapid and intense gestures intertwined with the tense but diligent translations of the servant by her side, gradually letting Su Yu piece together the whole story.

Da Ya, although frail and sallow, was deemed by the greedy and ruthless eyes of the human traffickers as a beauty who could attract customers in the future.

Moreover, she was young and had a malleable personality, ideal for cultivation.

Therefore, they planned to sell her to the gaudy and opulent world of the Flower Pavilion in exchange for higher profits.

The Dumb Woman had spent thirty-five Silver Taels to take in Da Ya, and then received an advance payment of one hundred Silver Taels from the Flower Pavilion.