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"Have you heard? The eldest young master in our house cannot have a baby!"

"No way, the eldest young master doesn't look like he's in good health. Why can't he give birth?"

"That's just watching. Have you forgotten that the eldest young master has been in poor health since he was a child and has been raised in the yard. If he hadn't suddenly taken the scientific examination and won the top prize in high school, many of us newly promoted servants would not have known about the house. There is also an eldest young master."

"Yes, when I was rewarded, I didn't know what was going on. But isn't the young master's health already well? Why did the news come out that he can't give birth?"

"I don't know. I heard what others said, and I also heard that the young master is not only infertile, but also a man with a broken sleeve. Look at the people serving him, all of them young boys, who must have that kind of hobby."

"No way, the young master doesn't look like it!"

"Knowing people but not their hearts, who knows what happens in private!"

Several maids gathered together, chatting and gossiping about the master's family, but they didn't notice anyone walking not far away.

The more Lin listened, the uglier his face became.

Xianghe was also very angry. He took a few steps forward and walked over.

scolded. "Which courtyard do you belong to? You are so brave, chewing on the master's tongue here, you will die."

When the little maids saw the visitor, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Madam, spare your life, slaves did not do this on purpose."

Mr. Lin is not the kind of cruel person who would kill someone just because of a servant's gossip, but it is not appropriate for a servant to discuss his master casually, and he must be punished to serve as a warning to others.

However, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but think a little more about Yi'er's gossip.

"Who did you hear these words from?"

Facing Lin's question, several little maids looked at each other, a little afraid to answer.

"I told you to just say what you say, and if you keep squirming, I'll pull you down and hit the wall now."

Xianghe's threat made several maids flinch and quickly spoke obediently. "Reporting to my wife, I also heard from the concierge. When the concierge told me, he said that it had already spread throughout the world."

Lin didn't expect this to happen, and she didn't know anything about it. He could hide it from her quietly and let the rumors about Yi'er spread everywhere.

This person must have had a premeditated plan, and to be able to slander Yi'er like this, and spread such vicious rumors, he must have a grudge against Yi'er, or against her.

What's more, there was a feud with the Lin family or the Wang family. In short, the scope involved was so wide that she couldn't guess who was responsible for it.

"Xianghe, go and ask Yi'er to come see me." Mrs. Lin planned to call her son over to discuss countermeasures.

"Madam, the young master has been invited to the old lady's yard, and he is also there."

Mrs. Lin, who had not long returned to her yard, sat down and saw Xiang He returning, looking anxious.

Lin's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Help me to the old lady's yard."

When Mrs. Lin arrived, the courtyard was already full of people. In addition to Mrs. Zhao and the old man, there were also married Wang Zhiwei and Aunt Zhao, who had lived in seclusion since she lost her housekeeping rights.

Looking at the people gathered together, Lin had an uncertain guess in her mind.

Could it be that the rumors outside were caused by Aunt Zhao and others?

But what good does it do her to frame Yi'er like this?

Mrs. Lin couldn't figure it out, but she felt even more disgusted with Aunt Zhao and others in her heart. She thought that when this matter was over, she would take care of this woman.

"Ms. Lin is here. I just have something to discuss with you." The old lady looked at Ms. Lin indifferently, as if the flattery she had gained during this period was gone.

Instead, he looked at Mrs. Lin with eyes full of complaint and disdain.

"What's the matter, mother? There are so many people gathered." Mrs. Lin was neither humble nor overbearing, bowing slightly.

"You know all the messages outside, right? Yi'er is infertile and has a Longyang habit. How dare you hide such a big thing? Do you still care about people like us?" The old lady slammed the table and asked sternly .

Mrs. Lin felt sarcastic in her heart when she saw the old lady who indiscriminately took the rumors as fact and convicted Yi'er and her without any verification.

Sure enough, these people are so realistic and disgusting.

Mrs. Lin is no longer interested in making excuses with these people.

"Mother, it's just a rumor, so why should you take it seriously?"

"Sister, mother must have said this after verification." Aunt Zhao answered for the old lady.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his smile from being too obvious.

Mrs. Lin glanced at her coldly. Aunt Zhao was frightened by her gaze and crawled into Mr. Wang's arms in fear.

"Where's the evidence?"

"It's not easy to get evidence. Just ask the doctor to diagnose the young master's pulse."

Mr. Wang looked at the aggressive Mrs. Lin with dissatisfaction, held Aunt Zhao in his arms, and asked someone to pass her on to the doctor.

Lin's stomach churned as she looked at the two people who were deeply in love. She just felt sick.

"I know very well how Yi'er's health is. Now, because of some rumors, I will never allow Yi'er to be humiliated like this."

Lin refused without even thinking about it.

She knew very well how Yi'er was doing because she trusted Xinming's ability.

And what happened today was unavoidable because they were well prepared. Maybe the doctor had also been bribed, just to make Yi'er completely bear the reputation of being infertile.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, as long as they cannot have children, they will be despised.

How could she let her Yi'er get such a reputation?

"Today's matter is related to the inheritance of the Wang family. We must look at it carefully." The old lady ignored Lin and asked the maid to call the doctor.

Soon an older doctor was invited over.

Lin felt a chill in her heart and signaled Xianghe to call Xinming over.

Wang Yi sat next to Lin. Seeing that there was no trace of panic on his face and he looked calm, Lin was slightly relieved.

"Excuse me, young master, please reach out and let me check your pulse." The old doctor said.

Wang Yi did not refuse and extended his hand.

The old doctor felt his pulse. His expression was calm at first, then he frowned in deep thought.

After half a cup of tea, he took back his hand.

"I would like to inform the old lady, but the young master is suffering from serious physical damage and lack of energy. It is difficult for a woman to conceive. Even if he is treated the day after tomorrow, it will be difficult to recover."

The old doctor's words were a complete sentence of death for Wang Yi.

Everyone in the room was either angry, disbelieving, or worried, and all had ugly expressions. Only Aunt Zhao, mother and daughter Wang Zhiwei looked at each other.

There was a smile of success in his eyes.

"Okay, Mrs. Lin, you are really good at hiding such a big thing. What is your purpose?" The old lady looked at Mrs. Lin fiercely.

His eyes were filled with the resentment of being deceived.

Mr. Wang was equally disappointed. He thought that he would not be able to give birth to a child, but his only son was in good health and could succeed him and carry on the Wang family's lineage.