Chapter 25 Life after Life

These words stopped Nanny Song from asking, the joy on her brows faded, "Maybe my uncle is worried?"

After all, at that time, the girl was so angry that she wanted to leave because of the uncle's ambiguous attitude. Now that the uncle has shown his heart openly, he can't help but pay attention to the girl's thoughts.

"But girl, don't worry, the old servant only said what should be said."

After she finished speaking, she carefully observed the woman's expression, and said tentatively, "If my uncle continues to behave like this in the future, the girl should think about it again?"

Today my uncle is obviously concerned about the girl.

And the girl is pregnant with her grandson, and the position of mistress of the Hou Mansion is close at hand, so the matter of reconciliation... can be considered again.

Wen Qiong didn't make a sound, lowered her eyes silently, and sprinkled the last bit of fish food in her palm into the lake.

The plump and lovely koi in the lake competed and splashed a lot of water, which wet the pillars under the pavilion.

Wen Qiong's eyes are as calm as water. How can she let go of the crimes she suffered for four years?

Her life is like nothing in the eyes of others, and if it is gone, it is just gone.

But that was her life.

How lucky to be able to do it all over again now, how dare I bet my own life again after being smashed to pieces.

Wen Qiong was afraid, but she didn't dare.

The sky was completely dark, and the beautiful koi finished eating the fish food, swam away slowly with their tails full of satisfaction, got under the lotus leaves, and quickly disappeared into the secluded green lake.

Wen Qiong wiped her palms clean with a silk handkerchief, and stood up while leaning on the railing.

"I've been out for a while, let's go back."

Nanny Song's words reminded her that there must be something strange about Yao Xuanci's change of attitude.

I only hope that Yao Xuanci will return to normal sooner, otherwise such an eager attitude, how can she escape his eyes when she is busy with other things in the future.

In the past few days, we need to guard against him.

It was dark everywhere, and the vision became somewhat blurred. Wen Qiong walked down the pavilion with her skirt on, and carefully helped A Yao step onto the stone bridge.

She couldn't see clearly, and she was afraid that she would bump into herself, so she walked very slowly.

After getting off the stone bridge, there was a ray of light in front of her, Wen Qiong's heart moved, and she stopped.

The faint candlelight illuminated the surrounding darkness, and a few cold plums were painted on the lantern, which seemed to come alive under the shining light.

They were close enough to see the handsome face of the person carrying the lantern clearly. The person stretched out his hands towards her, and the pair of big palms under the wide black sleeves were extremely warm, and he clenched the cold little hands tightly.

"Why has Arjun been gone for so long?"

It was Yao Xuanci.

Probably having experience before, Wen Qiong was not at all surprised that he would come to look for her, with a slight smile on her face, "I fed the fish for a while."

The white hand was put into the big palm in front of him, and the man held it tightly and interlocked his fingers.

His voice was much better than that at noon, but he was still a little hoarse. He whispered, "Qiu Liang, I need to add some clothes when I come out again. The days will be short, and I should bring a lantern when I come out after twilight.tripped."

"My husband's nagging is about to catch up with the nanny. Could it be that you have forgotten that you are the injured person."

Her tone was soft, which made people even frown. "I went back and drank the medicine. My husband has to rest earlier. I know you are injured. Someone will come to visit me tomorrow."

For example, the prince she met today while sitting in the side hall, or the second girl Zheng who just moved away from Dongyuan.

Thinking of Zheng Ruyu, Wen Qiong recalled the letter that was still in Nanny Pang's hand, and couldn't help sighing softly, hoping that when the letter was delivered to Miss Zheng Er, they hadn't met and confronted each other.

However, it shouldn't happen.

In her previous life, she didn't know whether it was Yao Xuanci's intention or not. Except at the banquets of the famous families, she rarely saw the second girl Zheng, so naturally she didn't know the love between the two.

It should be well concealed, otherwise there will be gossip people discussing in private, and the elder brother's mother will definitely hear about it. According to the elder brother's temperament, it is time to find out the matter one by one and send it to her.

"Just close the door." Yao Xuanci was simple and clear.

He wants to recuperate, why see people.

The bright white crescent moon hung in the sky, and the two held the lamp and walked back slowly hand in hand.

Yao Xuanci looked sideways at the woman's gentle and charming eyebrows, his troubled heart calmed down, and his thumb lightly rubbed against the woman's delicate wrist.

This is his Arjun.

On the path with lush flowers and plants on the opposite side, a group of people carrying lanterns just bumped into each other.

"Isn't the son of the world injured, why come out and walk around?"

The leader, Mrs. Su, wore luxurious clothes and waved a beauty fan in his hand. After curtseying to Yao Xuanci, his eyes fell on the hands they held.

She raised her fan to cover her lips, and smiled lightly, "It seems that the son's injury is not serious."

If it really hurts the heart, how can he still be by Wen's side?

Wen Qiong withdrew her hand lightly, slid down her sleeve, and glanced at the direction she came from, "Sister-in-law just returned home from outside?"

Holding the fan, Su pointed to the boy who was holding the brocade box by his side, and said with a smile, "It didn't rain yesterday, it's cool in autumn, buy some clothes for the child."

The wind came from Su Shi's back, and brought a strong fragrance to his face, which made Wen Qiong frown involuntarily.

When she went to the spice shop, she was sprinkled with powder?

Su Shi didn't notice Wen Qiong's small expression, her eyes swept over Wen Qiong's belly which was covered by wide sleeves.

"I'm from here, Shi Zifei has to listen to a word of persuasion, and stay in the courtyard if nothing happens."

With Wen's way of dosing medicine twice in three days, the child may not be able to survive the first three months. Seeing that the son is following him step by step, it is probably difficult to secure the baby.

However, what I never expected was that Wen's hadn't opened her mouth yet, but the eldest son beside her took the initiative to say, "The elder sister-in-law has raised two sons, so she must have a lot of experience."

"If sister-in-law is free tomorrow, why not come to Qingyu courtyard for a sit-down. While I am recuperating from my wounds, I also happen to learn scriptures from sister-in-law."

Su Shi: "..."

Wen Qiong also glanced at him.

Su thought that Yao Xuanci was choking her on purpose, "We have too many experienced nuns in the Hou's mansion, the prince really thinks highly of me."

However, the man's posture is modest, and his seriousness is not fake at all. "Experience is experience. The eldest sister-in-law and the youngest son are only a few months old, and the memory of pregnancy is clearer."

Su Clan was a little flustered, "It's said that I've been pregnant for three years and my memory is not very good."

How could this work? If Wen's child really didn't sit still, wouldn't it involve her.

"...experience can't be said. I have a different physique from Mrs. Shizi, so I'm afraid that I will do bad things with good intentions."

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at the silent Wen Qiong, seeing her faintly satisfied look, and seeing the regretful expression on Shi Ziye's face after listening to her words, a bit of sourness surged in her heart.

In the past, no matter how noble Wen's status was, no matter how outstanding her husband was, her mother-in-law didn't like her, and her husband was often away from the house when he was busy with official duties, which made Su's quite balanced.

So what about Mrs. Shizi, isn't she the same as her, suffering from being neglected by her mother-in-law, and often living in an empty room.

But looking at the current scene, Su only felt that it was extremely glaring.

Thinking about the husband who stayed in the Hualou every night in his family and couldn't even lift the sedan chair back, the more he looked at it, the more angry he was, he took the initiative to leave, and took his servants and maids to leave in the dark.

Wen Qiong looked at the man with a regretful face and was very satisfied.

If he puts more effort into it, she will be much more relaxed, and the child will naturally be born safely, so she will endure his deliberate concealment back then.

Then he pulled his arm and said softly, "My husband, don't think about this anymore, just go back first."

the next day.

Wen Qiong slept quite peacefully that night, and when she woke up, her side was already empty, and through the hazy gauze bed curtain, a green vine branch slanted out from the half-closed wooden window facing her.

She was in a daze for a while, then slowly came to her senses, and reached out to touch the outer bedding.

It's cold.

The man left early.

Wen Qiong propped herself up lazily, touched her flat belly, put on her clothes and got out of bed.

After asking Nanny Song, she found out that Yao Xuanci woke up when the sky was getting hazy and was changing the wound medicine at the doctor's place.

In front of the dressing table, the woman is wearing an elegant blue skirt with silver embroidered auspicious clouds and smoke. The exquisite and picturesque eyebrows and eyes are reflected in the carved bronze mirror.Comb and pull her hair carefully.

Nanny Song opened the makeup box, picked out a green jade hairpin and inserted it into her temples, "Early this morning, Madam Hou sent someone to find my uncle, but my uncle ignored me."

"Mrs. Hou?"

Wen Qiong hadn't seen Mrs. Qin for quite a while, so she could only think of yesterday, "But what about Master Hou coming to deliver the wound medicine?"

When she came back last night, she realized that Yao Xuanci had smashed the wound into pieces.

The relationship between the father and son is really bad. don't know why this happened.

"This wound medicine was sent by Mrs. Hou." Nanny Song lowered her voice, "Someone from the Buddhist hall went to the main courtyard this morning. It must be Mrs. Hou's doing something that offended the old lady."

Wen Qiong put Daishi back on the table. Does Madam Hou want Yao Xuanci to intercede for her, or come to Yao Xuanci to beg for mercy?

She thinks it should be the latter.

But this fire, it can't burn on her body, it has nothing to do with her.

In the main courtyard, they don't think so.

"Boom!"

The entire Wooden Buddha of Compassion, which was about as long as a forearm, was slammed on the door of the room. After a bang, sawdust flew, and a corner of the Buddha statue was broken.

However, the ground is already full of mess.

Madam Hou grabbed the last teacup on the table and smashed it out, still feeling that it was not enough to vent her anger, she looked out the door with bloodshot eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "What a pillow!"

She had carefully collected the housekeeping power for five or six years, and now it's all in vain!

I thought that Wen Shi was just a little white rabbit, and after letting her knead and knead for so long, one day he actually learned to bite people.

Now she took the initiative to avoid it, and it was not enough to retreat back into the narrow courtyard. She had to be called into the Buddhist hall by the old matriarch to eat fast and chant Buddha together.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Madam Hou clenched her fists tightly, digging her beautifully manicured nails deeply into her palms.

She married into the Hou's mansion for fifteen years, for the sake of being the glamorous mistress, and entered the Buddhist hall at a young age to cultivate her body?No way!

She needs to find another way.

His chest heaved violently, and a rage flashed through his bloodshot eyes.

What does Yao Xuanci value most now?

It was Wen who was pregnant with his heir.

Madam Hou took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying her best to restrain the anger and unwillingness surging in her heart, and calm herself down.

What matters is the weakness.

After a long time, she got up from the table, neatly arranged the messy clothes and hairpins, and slowly exhaled a foul breath before opening the closed door.

"Go ask Mrs. Shizi to come over."

The maid outside the door quickly said yes, Madam Hou stepped out of the room and glanced at the nurse beside her, "Master Hou, can I have breakfast?"

The old mother was the one who went to Qingyu Hospital to deliver the medicine yesterday, and said respectfully, "I've already taken it."

She persuaded, "Madam, let's eat first, it's not worth being angry."

Madam Hou nodded and headed towards the dining hall.

Wen Qiong came after dinner, and Yao Xuanci wanted to follow, but she refused.

There is no other reason, but the man's complexion is extremely bad.

She touched his forehead with her hand, the temperature was not hot, apparently the fever had subsided, "Have you taken any medicine this morning?"

"Drink it." Yao Xuanci's consciousness was a little drowsy. He didn't take it seriously, but thought it was the reason for his inexplicable headache and insomnia last night, and he didn't sleep well.

"It doesn't matter."

He took her hand, "Let's go."

He also went to see what Qin wanted to do.

"You'd better go back and lie down."

Wen Qiong grabbed his sleeve, remembering that Yao Xuanci once told her not to call Madam Hou as mother-in-law again, and said, "Madam Hou won't eat me when the sky is bright and bright."

Perhaps she wanted to find out about Yao Xuanci's attitude from her.

"Go back and sleep again, you should be more honest when recovering from your injuries." She softened her voice and coaxed, "Don't be stubborn with me, you will only make me more worried."

Today's Yao Xuanci should be soft rather than hard.

If not, the man's eyes paused when he heard the words, soft colors appeared in his eyes, and he nodded honestly, "Okay."

He raised his head and called out the door, "White Crow."

"The subordinates are here!"

White Crow hurried in, clasped his hands and cupped his fists, "What are your orders, Master?"

"Follow Madam to the main courtyard."

It is true that the Qin family would not do anything to Arjun, but the White Crow was his bodyguard, and with the White Crow guarding him, Madam Hou would naturally know how important Arjun was to him.

Wen Qiong had no choice but to take the white crow with him.

Yao Xuanci stood on the spot, watching the figure of the woman in green gown gradually go away, the sword eyebrows that had been stretched all the time slowly frowned at this moment, raised his hand to rub the throbbing temple, turned and walked towards the inner room.

He had a faint headache last night, he was afraid that tossing and turning would wake Wen Qiong who was sleeping soundly, so he kept his eyes open and endured it until the sky was bright before getting up and going to the doctor.

Lying down on his back, the headache was relieved to some extent, Yao Xuanci slowly closed his eyes, and let out a shallow mouthful of turbid air.

In a trance, consciousness quietly sank.

Between his fingers was the woman's delicate and smooth wrist. He was holding the handkerchief and gently wiping the dirt on the side of her wrist.

He paused and frowned slightly. He had never seen this scene in his memory.

Glanced at the bed, the woman who had left Fangfang was sleeping quietly, with a peaceful look in her eyes.

At this moment, the tips of his ears moved suddenly, and he heard footsteps coming from outside.

Looking up, it was the government doctor who had just changed his wound medicine this morning.

A small stone was thrown into the seemingly calm lake, causing ripples, and Yao Xuanci's consciousness suddenly went dark, and he fell silent.

"...Returning to my son, my wife has a happy pulse, but... I feel that this pulse is not good, and there may be signs of miscarriage in the future."

The young man in white robe frowned when he heard the words. These days, Wen often misses the youngest son in the eldest sister-in-law's yard, and every time he mentions his bright eyes, he looks quite envious.

"What will happen if you forcefully protect the baby?"

"If you're lucky, the child can grow up to the last three months safely, but if you're not careful... still can't keep it."

The government doctor hesitated for a while, "...Moreover, it has a great impact on Madam's body.

The young man looked at the woman's peaceful sleeping face, and was silent for a long time, "After a while, I will check the pulse again."

For the sake of her meekness and security, gave her a chance.

After a pause, he continued, "Don't let a third person know about this matter."

"If someone asks, you can respond as you please without thinking about the consequences."

"The subordinate understands."

The government doctor packed up the medicine box, and before he left, the young man couldn't help calling him back, "Prescribe a prescription for nourishing the fetus to replace the original one."

He liked the way those beautiful amber eyes were full of joy, and he couldn't bear to think about those eyes becoming dim.

Aware that his thoughts had crossed the line, the young man turned around in deep thought, looking at the woman who was still sleeping peacefully on the couch.

Her presence was too strong, causing him to pay too much attention and indulge her.

It shouldn't be like this.

Since the child is destined to be lost, why bother to struggle, see the facts rationally, and make an appropriate decision as soon as possible to avoid major troubles in the future.

Perhaps it was because he had stayed by her side for too long recently, and he was influenced to subtly care about her thoughts.

Perhaps, you should stay away from her.

"No!"

Yao Xuanci suddenly opened his eyes, his dark phoenix pupils were full of fierceness and paranoia.

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