Quick Transmigration: 108 Ways for Side Characters to Die

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Chapter 22 The Dead General Returns 4

Chapter 22 The Dead General Returns 4

Sure enough, Yuan Jingchen kicked him, but he clearly held back. Qian Fu pretended to be in pain and rolled over, saying, "Ouch, my master, who has offended you? This servant will avenge you right away."

"Hmph, that woman inside has angered me. You'd better see me get revenge for you!"

Qian Fu: Well, these two have really fallen out. His days are going to be tough from now on.

A month passed in the blink of an eye. One day, the old lady called Ning Yan over for a meal. During the meal, she brought up the matter of Ning Yan's shop. "Daughter-in-law, your health has not been very good lately. It is best to leave the shop to the steward to manage, so as not to aggravate your condition. You just need to stay at home and take good care of your health."

Ning Yan understood that this was the old woman's belated realization. It just so happened that she hadn't come to Rongshou Hall to pay her respects, so the old woman had found an excuse to take charge of her shop.

She really knows how to dream big. *Ugh*

The old lady had just picked up a piece of braised pork when this "vomit" made her unable to eat anything.

She wanted to scold her, but Ning Yan was still gagging.

Xiangluan and her maids were frantic, pacing back and forth. "Madam, what's wrong? Quick, go get a doctor!"

The General of the Cavalry's residence did not employ a personal physician; the physician came from the countryside and was someone they would never normally think of.

A maidservant ran out quickly, and the old lady's eyes suddenly lit up. Why did her daughter-in-law look like she was pregnant?

"Xiangluan, when was your wife's last period?"

Xiangluan replied quickly, "Madam's changing of clothes this month is already more than ten days late."

The old lady clapped her hands. Her son had been gone for exactly a month and a half. "Good, good! Yan'er is pregnant!"

Her son is amazing, he got it right on the first try!

Now, their family line has finally been completed, and she can finally face their ancestors.

The doctor quickly entered the room with his medicine box. After taking the pulse, he immediately congratulated the old lady: "Congratulations, Madam! The General's wife is more than a month pregnant."

The lady is in excellent health; she doesn't even need to take any medication to prevent miscarriage. As long as she maintains a good mood and is happy every day, you can just wait to hold a big, healthy grandson.

He had never seen a baby's pulse this strong before, even though the baby was just over a month old; it was definitely a big, healthy boy.

"Alright, alright, quick, Hong'er, here's the reward. Daughter-in-law, if there's anything you want to eat, you must tell your mother. I can't let my little grandson suffer."

Ning Yan's face lit up with joy when she stared. "Really, Mother? Your daughter-in-law wants to drink ginseng chicken soup and bird's nest soup. I used to drink these every day at home, but I haven't had them since my dowry was lost."

The daughter-in-law wants to see pretty things; her old clothes are no longer nice, and she wants to replace them all with new ones.

I've heard that if a pregnant woman is in a good mood and looks at beautiful things, her baby will be more beautiful and healthier.

"My mother probably wants me to give birth to a beautiful and healthy child, right?"

Old lady: ……

In the end, the old lady reluctantly prepared everything for Ning Yan. She drank bird's nest, ginseng, and chicken soup every day, all her clothes and jewelry were remade, and a new batch of furnishings were added to her room. Many of these were from the old lady's room, and they were all moved over to make Ning Yan happy.

As for the shop, she dared not mention it again, for fear of upsetting her daughter-in-law.

The spies left in the Cheng residence immediately sent the news of Ning Yan's pregnancy to the palace.

That evening, someone came again.

"Why are you here again?"

Yuan Jingchen gritted his teeth: "Tell me the truth, is this child mine?"

Ning Yan shrugged, "Isn't that right? You don't lack children either!"

It's yours! But can you take it back from me?

Although the two hadn't spent much time together, Yuan Jingchen knew her personality too well. If she said that, then the child in her belly was his!

“You must divorce him immediately. My child cannot recognize another man as his father.”

Ning Yan rolled her eyes. "Then I'll abort the child."

If she can't recognize someone else as her father, then what's the point of her having children?

Yuan Jingchen: ...

Listen to this! Is this woman even speaking human language?

She's taking advantage of being spoiled!

So the person got angry and left again.

However, the following evening he had many fine things brought over: jewelry, fabrics, servants, and a large box of silver notes.

The servants were arranged to be hired under the name of old servants of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. Ning Yan didn't mind him putting people around her, so she accepted them all. Who would want to suffer if they could live comfortably?

She didn't have any experienced old nannies around her, so the few people he sent came in handy.

She would never refuse jewelry; she loves anything beautiful (and valuable).

Seeing that she did not refuse, the man in the palace was satisfied and did not lose his temper for several days.

Time flies, and Ning Yan's baby is already more than six months along. She called Su Yang over in advance to give her some instructions.

"Will the general really appear in that village?"

Ning Yan nodded: "You stay there in advance, break both of his legs, and give him some medicine. The General of the Cavalry's mansion only needs the child in my womb."

Su Yang hesitated for a moment upon hearing this: "Madam, why don't we just..." As she spoke, she made a gesture of slashing down with a knife.

Ning Yan chuckled: "That's too easy on him! Don't worry, he'll get his day."

Oh my god, even if a general wants to die, he has to wait for his master to arrange the time. How pitiful!

Su Yang wanted to laugh, but she held it back and then accepted the order and left.

Five days later, Ning Yan specially took her maids out to inspect her shops and estates. When the news of Cheng Shaowu's death in her previous life came, the original owner cried until she fainted. When she woke up, she was met with a barrage of insults from the old woman.

This time it's her turn, and she won't shed a single tear for that bastard.

She had just finished her inspection of the estate when a servant came to report: General Cheng had died on the battlefield. The old lady fainted upon receiving the news. Young mistress, please return to the manor quickly to take charge!

Ning Yan immediately closed her eyes and collapsed. Xiang Luan and the others were already prepared to support her. "Quick, go and call the doctor. The lady may have had a miscarriage."

The servant who delivered the message wished he could slap himself a few times; he had been so anxious that he had forgotten that the lady was six months pregnant.

If anything were to happen to the child in the lady's womb, the old lady would surely tear him apart and skin him alive when she wakes up!

Ning Yan was recuperated at the manor for three days before returning to the general's mansion. She had to be carried in, as she couldn't even get out of bed.

After returning home, she still had to face a paralyzed mother-in-law.

Then, after resting for three days, the pregnant general's wife, who was just able to get up, dragged her sick body to her mother-in-law's side every day to take care of her. She took meticulous care of her, and in less than half a month, Ning Yan's virtuous reputation spread throughout the capital.

In reality, she only personally fed the doctor a bowl of medicine during the daily consultations; all other tasks were done by the maids in the old lady's courtyard, who of course did so willingly.

(End of this chapter)