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Zhulan's eyes carried a smile; she knew Lady Li would come over, "Yes."

Lady Li entered, clutching her clothes, wanting to speak but feeling timid, awkwardly currying favor, "Mother, you must be tired from sewing clothes today; let me rub your shoulders."

Zhulan fell silent. If Lady Li had chosen another way to please her, Zhulan might have teased her, but she couldn't enjoy Lady Li's massages. Her skills were honed on the eldest son, whose tough skin and thick flesh still ached terribly, and Zhulan, with her delicate frame, could bear it even less. She tapped her fingertips against the edge of the heated brick bed, "Take it."

Only then did Lady Li notice the purse by her mother-in-law's hand, and she was instantly moved, realizing her mother-in-law had seen through her desires and was merely waiting for her to come over. She clutched the purse with delight, "Mother, you are so good to me; thank you, Mother."