[Rebirth + Legitimate Daughter + Refreshing Face-Slapping + Substitute Marriage]
Liang Weiyan was reborn, and upon opening her eyes, it was her wedding night.
Her ears were filled with ...
Chapter 96: Almost Miscarriage
She raised her hand to touch her swollen belly, her chin slightly raised, "Do you think I'm going to let others say that I, as a wife, don't even care about my husband?"
The servant lowered his head under her repeated questioning, responded hurriedly, and sent the person into the side room.
Lying on the bed, Huo Siyuan squinted his eyes, looking half drunk and half awake, with wine stains at the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were wide open, revealing his messy undershirt.
After everyone left, Liang Shanyu quickly closed the door. The sound of the latch was particularly clear in the silence.
"What are you making so much noise for? Keep your voice down!"
This impatient voice was like a fuse, reminding Liang Shanyu of the gossips from the servants lately, saying that she was an abandoned woman despised by her husband. Deep resentment surged in her chest.
But it doesn't matter. As long as she sleeps in the same bed with Huo Siyuan tonight and creates the illusion that Huo Siyuan still dotes on her, these rumors will be self-defeating starting tomorrow!
Even though she felt resentment in her heart, Liang Shanyu still untied her belt quickly.
Her outer shirt slipped to the ground, revealing the moon-white bellyband underneath. Her slightly raised waist was faintly visible in the dim candlelight, adding a bit of charm.
She quickly got into bed, pressed herself against Huo Siyuan's body, closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.
However, Huo Siyuan was feeling hot in his lower abdomen and having difficulty breathing.
Suddenly he felt the cool skin against him, his eyes were burning with anger, and he immediately rushed forward.
"ah--"
The weight of the entire body pressing down on her made Liang Shanyu scream. She opened her eyes in panic and saw Huo Siyuan's face flushed as he pulled her clothes helplessly.
"Let me go! Are you crazy?!"
Her bulging pregnant belly was squeezed painfully by his five fingers that moved vigorously around. She twisted her body desperately, but was suffocated and unable to break free.
"Beauty..." Huo Siyuan pretended not to hear and kept swallowing his saliva while kissing her, having already lost his mind.
Seeing that the man was about to... Liang Shanyu's face turned pale and she screamed sharply and kicked her legs.
"Someone come! Someone come quickly!"
She pushed, kicked and fought back desperately, her nails leaving deep bloody marks on Huo Siyuan's chest.
Huo Siyuan felt pain and his hands unconsciously relaxed their strength. Seeing this opportunity, she immediately got up and pushed the man over.
However, in her haste to turn around and run away, she accidentally stepped on empty air and fell heavily to the blue brick ground with a dull thud.
"Ah!" The heart-wrenching cry of pain instantly resonated throughout the night.
The severe pain in her abdomen made Liang Shanyu curl up at the foot of the bed in an instant. She pressed her hands tightly and her face was pale.
Her child, her child!
There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and the maids broke open the door with lanterns in their hands. The candlelight instantly illuminated the mess in the room.
Liang Shanyu's lower body was covered in blood and she was almost fainting from the pain, while Huo Siyuan, drunk as hell, was still trying to pounce on her.
The maids had never seen such a scene before and screamed one after another.
"Quick, go stop the Second Young Master!"
The elderly woman reacted quickly and shouted, then rushed forward with several maids and pulled Huo Siyuan away together.
"Don't stop me, I want a beauty..."
While struggling, Huo Siyuan knocked over the bronze mirror on the table, and the sound of it shattering was intertwined with Liang Shanyu's weak moan of pain.
"Go get a doctor, quick!"
The noise was so loud that candles were soon lit in courtyards everywhere.
Liang Weiyuan only heard about this when she woke up in the early morning.
"Miss, last night was a real mess. There was screaming and throwing things in the Second Young Master's wife's room. The blood even stained the threshold red."
Huo Jin, who was lying on the couch next to him, saw Ben practicing calligraphy, and his hand holding the pen paused when he heard what he said.
The middle-length robe he wore also made him look like a jade, and his exposed forearms showed strong muscles. He asked in a nonchalant manner.
Liang Weiyuan raised her eyes, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes: "Tell me in detail."
"It is said that when the Second Young Master came back from the brothel..." Zhu Shu lowered his voice, his cheeks flushed, "The Second Young Master's wife fought back desperately, and ended up falling off the bed, bleeding profusely."
"Luckily, the doctor arrived in time. He said that if the Second Young Master's wife had been half an hour later, the child would have been lost."
She sighed and said, "Even the maids and servants in the second house were terrified. They said they had never seen such a scene in their lives."
He actually forced a pregnant woman to have sex... To put it bluntly, he is worse than an animal.
"Brothel?" Liang Weiyuan raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his lips after hearing this.
"No matter how absurd Huo Siyuan is, he wouldn't be so cruel as to harm his own flesh and blood."
She turned to look at Huo Jinjian, and seeing his dark pupils half-closed in thought, she continued, "Perhaps someone tampered with his wine."
Huo Jin naturally thought of this and gave him a tacit look.
He opened his thin lips slightly, and a low, hoarse voice rolled out from his throat with all his strength: "Don't worry about it."
The man's voice was like cold jade, with a hint of hoarseness, which seemed to arouse a slight tingling sensation in the ears.
Liang Weiyuan couldn't help but hear the tips of her ears twitch slightly.
Huo Jin recovered quickly after enduring hardships and was able to speak intermittently yesterday.
But yesterday his voice was as heavy as rough sand and rolling stones, but today it sounded much more pleasant and melodious.