He gazed at this Lily Walker. She was wearing a short green skirt embroidered with lotus flowers, with a plain red silk long skirt underneath. The jewelry on her head was actually even more than Grace Walker's, clearly showing that as a maid, her life was better than that of her mother, who was a concubine.

  “Wei’er, hurry and drink.” As soon as Grace Walker heard it was ginseng soup, she immediately took the bowl, poured out a bowl of ginseng soup from the pot, sat by Edward Harris’s bedside, carefully scooped out a spoonful, blew on it gently, and then brought it to his mouth.

  Edward Harris knew how important nutrition was for his recovery now, so he was full of anticipation as he held the ginseng soup in his mouth. Regardless of the taste, he swallowed it in one gulp.

  “Mother, you should have some too.” Edward Harris suddenly noticed Grace Walker’s thin cheeks and felt a pang in his heart. Although she wasn’t his mother in soul, she was the mother of this body, and he also had some memories of her in his mind, making him instinctively want to be close to her and take care of her.

  But how could Grace Walker compete with her son for the ginseng soup? In her eyes, her son’s recovery was the most important thing.

  “Cui’er-jie, you should have some too, it’s fine. I made a big pot,” said Lily Walker from the side.

  “A big pot?” Only then did Grace Walker notice the pot from earlier, and indeed, there was still more than half left. She suddenly felt that happiness had come too suddenly—not because someone had brought a pot of ginseng soup, but because of the attitude of the household!

  Although her child was considered the third young master of the household, due to her own status, he had never been valued in the family. She never expected that this injury would turn out to be a blessing in disguise. The more Grace Walker thought about it, the more excited she became, her hand holding the spoon even trembling slightly.

  “That’s right, so Cui’er-jie, just drink it without worry. Madam still needs me, so I have to go. You can get it yourself from the kitchen,” said Lily Walker.

  “Ling’er-mei, thank you so much.” Grace Walker really didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t expected the young lady to be so kind, actually having Lily make a big pot of ginseng soup.

  After Lily Walker left, Grace Walker couldn’t resist Edward Harris’s urging and finally tasted a sip of the ginseng soup, but immediately her brows furrowed. She had served the young lady since childhood, and after the young lady married into the Han family as the madam, she had always been by her side, so she had tasted real ginseng soup before.

  The current ginseng soup was almost like plain water. No wonder there was a whole pot of it—there wasn’t even enough ginseng to make a single bowl, yet Lily Walker had managed to make a whole pot. How could this soup still have any ginseng flavor? Grace Walker’s sense of happiness instantly vanished without a trace.

  “Mother, maybe I shouldn’t drink this soup after all?” Edward Harris saw that Grace Walker, who had just been full of spirit, suddenly looked as if all the blood had been drained from her, turning pale in an instant.

  “No, you must finish all the ginseng soup.” Grace Walker quickly pulled herself together. Although this ginseng soup was like plain water, at least there was some ginseng in it. Drinking it was better than not drinking it at all. Not only should he drink it, he should drink more.

Chapter 2: Am I the Third Young Master?

  Edward Harris’s brain had suffered a serious injury, and his lower leg was also fractured. This not only kept him bedridden, but also gave him a very good excuse for his occasional memory loss, allowing him to calmly ask Grace Walker about his situation.

  “What? I really am the third young master!” Edward Harris was shocked to learn that he was indeed the third young master, and that Lily Walker, who made him ginseng soup, was a servant of his own family. He was so startled that he sat up. How could this be? How could a servant dare to treat her master like this! Thinking of how Grace Walker acted so timidly in front of Lily Walker, he was filled with anger.

  “Wei’er, you have two older brothers and a younger sister, of course you’re the third young master.” Grace Walker smiled. This was perhaps the thing she could be most proud and happy about. No matter how Lily Walker and the other maids bullied her, this was something they could never take away.

  “Since I’m the third young master, why does Lily Walker dare to treat me like this?” Edward Harris couldn’t understand. He was the master, Lily Walker was the servant—why was he being bullied by her, and even his mother was so cautious around her, afraid to offend her.

  “Wei’er, this is all your mother’s fault.” Grace Walker let out a heavy sigh, suddenly looking despondent. She had risen from being a maid by Han Wu-shi’s side to a concubine, but her family had no one, and without any support from her natal family, her status in the household was obvious. If it hadn’t been for the accident of becoming pregnant with Edward Harris, she might still be serving by the young lady’s side like Lily Walker.

  “Mother, how can you say it’s your fault? You gave birth to me and raised me—I can never repay you in this lifetime. Don’t worry, from now on, the two of us will definitely have better days ahead.” Edward Harris didn’t know exactly why he and his mother were not favored in the family, but he could guess most of it. Since it couldn’t be changed, he could only comfort Grace Walker.

  “My child, it’s just that you’ve suffered.” Grace Walker’s eyes filled with tears. She would rather suffer herself than see her child suffer, but what could she do with no status in the Han household? Even though she was now a concubine of the Han family, her treatment was not even as good as Lily Walker, the maid by the madam’s side, let alone Lily Walker, the head maid!