The Old Madam Zhao was so delighted she didn’t know what to do, "Where is that person?" "I brought him along, but without your permission, it’s not proper for him to come to the inner courtyard, so the second and third madams made arrangements for him somewhere else," Du Ruyi said. "What’s improper about it? Huang Ying, quickly go and ask where the person has been taken," the Old Madam Zhao said excitedly, "Or should I just ask myself and find him directly." "Please don’t get excited, let Miss Huang Ying handle it. You are the elder, if you go yourself, wouldn’t it be overwhelming for Dahe? He couldn’t bear it," Du Ruyi quickly interjected. "Moreover, since Brother Zhao isn’t back yet, the children’s status..." "Huang Ying, you know what can be said and what can’t, don’t you?" The Old Madam Zhao instantly understood Du Ruyi’s implication. Huang Ying responded, "Yes, Old Madam, I understand." After saying that, she bowed and left. The Old Madam Zhao turned her gaze back to Zhao Xiaohua, "Good child, grandmother doesn’t favor boys over girls, in fact, I like girls more. I was just so happy to learn that your father has so many children." In her elation, the Old Madam Zhao began to wipe her tears. Zhao Xiaohua quickly handed over a handkerchief, "My mother also doesn’t favor boys over girls, my brothers treat me very well too." "Would you call me grandmother, would you?" The Old Madam Zhao took the handkerchief, dabbed at her eyes, and asked with great expectation. Zhao Xiaohua glanced at Du Ruyi, who nodded gently, and then Zhao Xiaohua crisply called out, "Grandmother." The call made the Old Madam Zhao so happy that she hugged Zhao Xiaohua tight, calling her dear. Meanwhile, Huang Ying went to find the Second Madam, Mrs. Yu, who felt discontent when hearing the Old Madam wanted to see that boy. Du Ruyi really had a way with people, winning over the old lady with the maid she brought, and now even wanting to meet a mere servant. With such people, how could the mansion know peace? "Who knows where the old woman took him? I didn’t follow along. Miss Huang Ying might as well find the old lady and ask. I still have many account books unchecked," Mrs. Yu said with a displeased tone. Huang Ying smiled meaningfully, "Since the Second Madam is busy, I’ll find the person myself. I hope the Second Madam won’t regret it." Regret? She would certainly not regret. "I can’t compare to Miss Huang Ying in getting in the Old Madam’s good books, regret or not, it’s all the same. Miss Huang Ying is so adept at pleasing people, I’m sure there’s a bright future for you in this mansion," Mrs. Yu, aggravated, retorted recklessly. Huang Ying curtsied slightly, not arguing with Mrs. Yu, "Second Madam is busy, I’ll take my leave." Mrs. Yu was so infuriated she pounded the table, and it took a while for her to regain her composure. She couldn’t focus on her accounts anymore and directly went with her maid to find Mrs. Xie. "Sister-in-law, Mother wants Huang Ying to bring that servant to her," Mrs. Yu fumed as she spoke. Mrs. Xie was also surprised, "Why does Mother want to meet a servant? Shouldn’t we go and check it out?" "Mother was a bit upset just now, if we go over..." Mrs. Yu hesitated. "Let the kitchen prepare some sweets to send over, Mother certainly won’t refuse?" Mrs. Xie suggested. "Alright, we’ll do as you say," Mrs. Yu agreed. Huang Ying found Zhao Dahe, sitting at the gatehouse with a cup of plain water before him. The young attendants at the gatehouse were gathered together munching on sunflower seeds. Huang Ying inexplicably felt some embarrassment and anger; if the old woman wasn’t instructed by the Second and Third Madams, she wouldn’t have brought him here. Even if his identity was unknown, he was a guest brought by someone visiting, doing this was like slapping the guest’s face. If the guest took issue, it wouldn’t be easy to settle. "Young Master Zhao, our Old Madam wishes to see you, she specially sent me to invite you over," Huang Ying spoke respectfully. The nearby attendants, who had been idle and talking, abruptly stopped their actions, some uneasily looking at Zhao Dahe and Huang Ying. Just moments ago, they hadn’t taken him seriously at all, after all, the woman who brought him said he was just a servant. But now, the Old Madam wanted to see this servant. Would he complain to the Old Madam about them neglecting him? Zhao Dahe gracefully stood up and nodded slightly towards Huang Ying, "Sister, thank you for leading the way." His voice, though still carrying the hoarseness of vocal change, was clear and pleasant, with perfect diction. Huang Ying nodded slightly, "Young Master, please follow me." Earlier, she had clearly heard what the Du Family’s Miss had said to the Old Madam. This was unexpectedly the son of the master. Upon closer look, although not as much as the Miss resembled their father, there was still a trace of resemblance. His entire demeanor exuded the quality of a scholar but was not restricted to just a scholar’s temperament. In terms of demeanor, he was no less than the young masters of the Second and Third Households, and, academically, he was far superior to them. In raising her offspring, the yet unseen First Madam clearly excelled over the Second and Third Madams. Whatever plans the Second and Third Madams have, as a maid, she could already see through them, let alone the Old Madam? For the sake of family harmony, the Old Madam chose to overlook certain matters, as long as it wasn’t excessive, she let them be. But now things were different, the master had a wife and children, and the children were outstanding. The Old Madam would certainly show partiality. If she were the Old Madam, she would do the same. After all, everything in the Zhao Mansion was earned by the master. The question was whether the Second and Third Madams understood this fact. The concern was that they might realize it but refuse to accept it, which could lead to future turmoil. They walked through the outer courtyard and the hanging flower gate. Along the way, Huang Ying discreetly observed Zhao Dahe. He stood tall and straight, walking with confidence, showing no trace of timidity. It was as if the Zhao Mansion’s scenery was commonplace to him. "Young Master, we’re almost at the Songhe Hall where the Old Madam resides," Huang Ying remarked. Zhao Dahe slightly slowed his steps, meticulously straightening his clothes. Huang Ying nodded to herself, his manners were impeccable. Read complete versıon only at 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍 Huang Ying lifted the curtain and went inside to announce. The Old Madam Zhao eagerly stood up, and perhaps due to her excitement, her body trembled slightly. Zhao Xiaohua quickly stood to support her, following the Old Madam as she walked outside. The appropriately displayed nervousness from Zhao Dahe made the Old Madam Zhao feel it was a genuine expression of emotion. And because of this, her eyes reddened. "Good child, come in, come in," the Old Madam Zhao choked as she beckoned Zhao Dahe. Zhao Dahe respectfully performed a deep bow to the Old Madam Zhao, "Grandson greets Grandmother." This call "Grandmother" made the Old Madam Zhao exceedingly emotional. Though the grandson didn’t look as much like his son as the granddaughter did, his entire bearing was exactly like her son, with faint traces in his brows and eyes. Anyone who said this wasn’t her grandson would flaunt her anger. "Good child, we’re family, there’s no need for such formalities, come, let Grandma have a good look at you," the Old Madam Zhao happily pulled Zhao Dahe inside the house.