Chapter 219 Miscarriage

"Miss, what you should do most is to keep Xie Xuchuan firmly in your grasp and rely on the Xie family to gradually accumulate strength."

Even if you dislike Xie Xuchuan and suffer terribly by his side, you must make him fall in love with you, just as he fell in love with Miss Shen.

"This servant can tell that Young Master Xie is a reliable person by nature. Once he lets his guard down, he will protect you for the rest of his life."

Zi Tang held Jiang Wansu's hand and said, word by word, "Today, today is a good opportunity."

Jiang Wansu stared blankly at Zi Tang, understanding what she meant.

She had a big fight with Xie Xuchuan today, and if anything were to happen to her, she could blame it on him.

And if she really...

Xie Xuchuan was also unable to push her out of the Xie family at this time.

"Miss, the Xie family is in turmoil right now, which is a good time for you and Young Master Xie to get engaged. Once you get through this period, you will be able to sleep soundly in peace in the future."

"To outsiders, it could be said that you were worried about the family, which is why you were unable to recover your health properly, and Xie Qi would no longer be able to use this child as an excuse."

After all... the dead can't prove it.

After saying that, Zitang said, "Miss, I am not forcing you to do anything. I am just giving you another choice."

"And all of this is something you need to decide for yourself."

Jiang Wansu stood there stunned. Zi Tang turned around and went to her room where she was sleeping, and took out a porcelain bottle.

She gently placed the porcelain bottle on the table, then pulled Xueqing and turned to leave.

Jiang Wansu hadn't expected that Zitang had planned this all along, and had even prepared the medicine...

She looked at the white porcelain vase on the table, touched her stomach, gritted her teeth, and shed tears.

She really didn't know what to choose.

Yu Lin was her lover, and she longed to have a child with him and to leave a bloodline for the Cui family.

But Zi Tang was right. Without the Xie family, she couldn't possibly survive raising her child alone.

Will Xie Xuchuan support her for the rest of his life?

That's impossible.

But for her, relying on Xie Xuchuan was the only way out...

Jiang Wansu clutched her stomach, huddled by the bedside, and silently wept.

After Zitang pulled Xueqing out of the room, she stood in front of the door and let out a deep breath.

Xueqing disagreed, saying, "Sister, you shouldn't have gone over her head and come up with such an idea. Not to mention that this is a sin, just look at Young Master Xie. Isn't he in his current state entirely because he had nothing better to do than meddle in other people's affairs?"

"If he hadn't cared about the consequences back then, he wouldn't be stuck in this mess now. With someone already in the same boat, why are you doing this..."

Zi Tang pounded her chest and said sadly, "Do you think I want this? But at our age, what can we do without the Xie family?"

"Over the years, although we were servants in the Jiang family, it was still much better than at home. After coming to the Xie family, we are no worse off than young ladies."

“If we leave the Xie family now, what else can we do? Neither of us has any skills, and we don’t want to follow our parents’ wishes and marry a lazy bum from the village…”

At this point, Zitang turned to Xueqing, patted her head and said, "Aliu, the Xie family is short of manpower now. How about your older sister finds a way to send you to the Xie family's weaving and dyeing garden as an apprentice?"

"Although it's a bit tough, you'll have a skill to rely on in the future, so you won't starve."

"good."

Xueqing nodded without hesitation.

With a skill, the two of them no longer had to live in constant fear and apprehension about what lay ahead.

The two sisters squatted on the ground until it got dark, and the house was quiet and without a sound.

Zi Tang said, "I underestimated her. I didn't expect her to be so deeply in love with Cui Yulin..."

Before she could finish speaking, a shrill scream came from inside the house, and Zi Tang and Xue Qing both shivered.

Hearing this painful wail, Zi Tang felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.

She rushed into the house, turning back to tell Xueqing, "Go find Xie Xuchuan quickly. You... you know what to say."

Xueqing nodded blankly, but her heart was pounding with anxiety.

She slapped herself hard before running towards Xie Jingyuan's Zhiyun Pavilion.

Inside the Zhiyun Pavilion, Xie Jingyuan and Xie Xuchuan were tidying up the house, while the courtyard was filled with all sorts of Western gadgets.

Hua Nanzhi stood to the side, her eyes reddening, while Xie Boyu also looked guilty.

"Third brother, these are all things you like, you..."

Xie Jingyuan said, "Brother, let's not talk about these things now. The family is wealthy, so playing with these things is fine. But now that the family is in trouble, these are just what we need to get through this emergency."

"Besides, we are brothers, so saying too much would be too formal."

He patted Xie Boyu on the shoulder and continued counting.

Over the years, he has made a lot of money by trading these imported goods.

These things are rare in Suzhou Prefecture. His entire courtyard is worth at least 100,000 taels of silver.

With this money, the Xie family's turnaround is a piece of cake.

However, restoring it to its former glory is impossible.

Xie Jingyuan counted the things one by one, and casually said, "Brother, there's something I want to tell you."

"What's up?"

“I told you before that I know a foreign craftsman who came to Suzhou to learn a craft. Now he is preparing to return to the West, and I would like to go with him.”

"no."

Xie Boyu said, "Jingyuan, I'm not trying to stop you, but do you know how dangerous it is to go to the West?"

"Moreover, my Xie family has not fallen to the point where we have to send our own children and nephews away from their homes to make a living."

Xie Boyu's eyes reddened: "Jingyuan, Mother is gone, Father has been living in the Buddhist temple for a long time, Chengzhi... let's not talk about it. If you leave too, this family will fall apart."

“My mother entrusted this family to me, but only a few months have passed, and before my mother’s mourning period is over, the family has fallen apart…”

Xie Boyu pulled Xie Jingyuan and pleaded, "Jingyuan, your brother doesn't want your things anymore. If you like them, you can keep them. Your brother will think of other ways to handle things at home."

"You can sell these or keep them for yourself. Just stay home with your sister-in-law and leave the business to your elder brother."

Seeing Xie Boyu, whose temples had turned gray in just over ten days, Xie Jingyuan felt a pang of sadness and heartache.

He held Xie Boyu's hand and said softly, "Brother, this idea is not something I just had recently. You know that your younger brother has always liked these Western things."

“When my mother was still alive, I always wanted to go to the West to see the world, but at that time I knew that I should not travel far while my parents were alive. Now that the family is in trouble, my younger brother thinks that this is an opportunity.”

"Go outside and see the weaving and dyeing techniques of foreign lands."

Xie Jingyuan said, "I know that you have never liked these things, but things are different now. Foreign countries have their own unique weaving and dyeing techniques. It's not that I want to abandon the things of our ancestors, but we should also see what the outside world is like."

"Look at this Western clock... Look at these exquisite imported items. I've heard that the West even has iron oxen that can run in the streets..."

"Brother, I want to see those sights, please let me go."

Xie Boyu shook his head: "No, I'm not comfortable with that. Besides, what will happen to your sister-in-law if you leave? You've only been married for a short time. Aren't you just ruining a young woman's life?"

"If she's willing, I'll take her with me; if she's not, I'll give her a divorce decree and a sum of money—it's all up to her..."

The Xie brothers were talking in the courtyard when Xue Qing stumbled in.

Her face was deathly pale, and she gasped for breath, "No...nothing's wrong, the young mistress...she's miscarried..."