Chapter 51051 You Just Think of Me as a Widow
Yun Sheng gently stroked her lower abdomen. She was speechless for a long time, in disbelief.
The doctor had told her that it was difficult for her to get pregnant, so she didn't have any expectations. She also didn't want to give birth to a child without any reason.
But what did Old Man Zhang say? That she was actually over a month pregnant?
If you calculate the time carefully, it should have been the night before she moved to the villa. That night Xie Zhan moved all his things in.
Zhang Wentu looked serious and asked unhappily, "Fatherless and motherless, all alone? Did this child pop out from a crack in the rock?"
Agou also looked at Yun Sheng curiously.
Yun Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't lie to you. I am indeed alone. Only this child... this child..."
"Old man, let me tell you something upfront. Raising a child is not easy. If you decide to give birth to the child, the father of the child..."
Yun Sheng knew what Old Man Zhang had not yet said. Her expression froze and she lowered her eyes in thought.
What should she do? Should she go through the trouble of giving birth to this unexpected child?
The child has been without a father since birth. Yun Sheng can even imagine the malicious speculations of others. If he grows up and knows that he could have lived a luxurious life in the Marquis' Mansion, will he blame her as his mother?
And... and Xie Zhan. She had severed their past with a single fire. Upon learning of her death, he might mourn for a few days, but soon he would marry the princess and become a royal consort.
Yun Sheng curled the corners of his lips. The two of them were newly married, and Xie Zhan would probably have his own child soon.
Should she still give birth to this child? Reason told her that she should no longer have anything to do with that man.
But this little life has been in her belly for so long, can she really bear it?
Zhang Wentu shook his head and sighed, "It must have been hard for you to give birth to this child all by yourself. While the pregnancy is still young, I'll prescribe you some abortion medicine to make sure it's a clean abortion. If you take ten days or half a month to recuperate, you won't be in any trouble."
Yun Sheng's fingertips turned white, and after a moment, she said seriously, "No, I want to give birth to him."
This is her child alone and has nothing to do with anyone else.
If her children blame her in the future, it will be because of her poor teaching and she will have to bear the consequences herself.
Zhang Wentu turned his back and he knew that the young lady was reluctant to have an abortion.
"This child has no father?" he asked again.
Yun Sheng closed her eyes and pursed her lips, saying, "No, you just think of me as a widow."
Ah Gou shed a few tears with a sympathetic look on his face, then cursed, "My sister is so pitiful. How could she marry such a short-lived guy? Nowadays, you have to give birth to and raise your own children."
As he spoke, he patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, sister, I will definitely take good care of you and your brother."
Yun Sheng felt guilty for a moment, but if she didn't say that she was a widow, people would only criticize the child in her belly even more.
Zhang Wentu stroked his beard and agreed with Agou, saying, "Well, he's been following you all the way, and he didn't lose the baby. You're a lucky guy. I'm betting it's a boy."
Yun Sheng lowered her eyes and smiled: "Boys and girls are fine."
In her heart, she hoped that she would be a lovely little girl.
Yun Sheng touched her belly, and a smile spread across her face. This was her child, a child connected to her by blood. She would no longer be alone in the future.
Suddenly she thought of something and her face turned grim.
"I, I had my period during the trip, so I never thought I was pregnant. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it was from the bumpy ride. Is the baby okay?"
Yun Sheng was a little worried.
Zhang Wentu: "It's okay. This child is a strong one. Just take good care of yourself and the baby will be born safely."
Yun Sheng was completely relieved, but he turned around and started to worry about studying medicine again.
Zhang Wentu waved his hand, not caring much: "As long as he can read and understand medical books, it's fine. This kid won't be lost that easily."
In the morning, Yun Sheng recognized several kinds of herbs. Zhang Wentu nodded repeatedly with satisfaction, and Agou also looked admiring.
Yun Sheng was also quite curious. After she kowtowed and offered tea to Zhang Wentu, she was completely accepted as her master and she finally settled down in Wushan Town.
The town is only a small area, and if something happens to someone's family, it will be known to everyone the next day. Therefore, the people in Wushan Town soon learned that Yun Sheng was a widow from outside the town, and her short-lived husband was a peddler who went from door to door in the village. For a time, everyone felt pity and care for her.
In addition, she has now inherited Zhang Wentu's mantle. In the future, anyone in the town who has a headache or fever will go to her for medical treatment and medicine, and she will become more and more friendly to Yun Sheng.
Women who had given birth would not only tell her about their experiences of childbirth and pregnancy, but would also send her some clothes for the babies every now and then.
Yun Sheng gradually adapted to the town's slow pace. On her birthday, Zhang Wentu even cooked a bowl of longevity noodles. The master and his apprentice, along with Ah Gou, made a lively and bustling life.
Zhang Wentu glanced at Yun Sheng's belly, which hadn't grown yet, and smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "This kid really loves his mother. If you count carefully, you haven't vomited a few times in total."
Yun Sheng's eyes were gentle as he murmured to himself, "She must be a well-behaved little girl who won't bear to torment me."
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Dingbei Marquis Mansion
The people in the small kitchen were trembling with fear, and the maids brought two bowls of longevity noodles to Xie Zhan.
Bai Yuanbao looked at the empty space opposite him, which only had a bowl of noodles and a pair of jade chopsticks, and suddenly felt something was strange.
He swallowed his saliva and said, "My Lord."
"Come to think of it, this is the first birthday I've spent with her." Xie Zhan wasn't sure if he was talking to himself or asking Bai Yuanbao, "What birthday gift do you think I should give her that would make her happy?"
As he spoke, he laughed again: "Yes, she is a little money-grubber. Go to my private vault and bring all those gold ingots."
Bai Yuanbao really thought that his master had gone crazy.
He looked at the eerie and scary room, touched his cold arm, and shivered for no reason.
This room is airtight, for fear that the seven-star lamp inside will go out. Master Kongji once said that if the seven-star lamp is lit for 9981 days, Mrs. Yun's soul may be reincarnated with the help of others, after all, her physical body is rotting.
The Marquis then asked his men to keep an eye out for any girl who was sick or bedridden.
"My Lord." Bai Yuanbao couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to persuade him a few more times.
This method is really ridiculous, not to mention that it will shorten his life by twenty years.
Xie Zhan pretended not to hear anything and just picked up two noodles with his chopsticks. After a moment, he said unhappily, "These noodles are nowhere near as good as the ones Ah Sheng made."
Bai Yuanbao couldn't even force out a smile. He always felt that if the Marquis continued like this, he would sooner or later develop hysteria, and he was worried for a while.
"What are you standing there for? Bring me some pen and ink." Xie Zhan frowned, turned his head to look at Bai Yuanbao and gave instructions.
Bai Yuanbao sighed and had no choice but to do as he was told.
Xie Zhan spread the paper on the table, leaned over slightly, and started painting.
Yun Sheng's voice and appearance were deeply engraved in his mind. He almost didn't need to think and drew a picture of the beauty in a quarter of an hour.
Bai Yuanbao tiptoed over to take a look. The girl in the painting was coquettish and lively, and she smiled as she turned around. It was so lifelike and vivid.
He wanted to praise: "The Marquis's painting skills are becoming more and more exquisite."
Xie Zhan said calmly, "You're wrong. It's just a portrait, how can it compare to Ah Sheng's beauty?"
Bai Yuanbao felt bitter in his heart and tried to test the waters: "Then, Lord, would you like to paint a new one?"
"Frame it and hang it in my inner room." Xie Zhan glanced at him.
Bai Yuanbao's whole body was stiff, and he felt that this task was becoming more and more difficult, and the Marquis was becoming more and more moody and unpredictable.
He let out a long breath and began to miss the days when Madam Yun was around.
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Three months passed in a flash, and Yun Sheng's belly began to show.
Zhang Wentu forbade her from doing heavy work, and Agou diligently helped out. Yun Sheng's complexion was rosy, and her pregnancy was well-nourished. She spent her days reading medical books, identifying herbs, and prescribing medicine.
What puzzled her was that one day Zhang Wentu suddenly started coughing and was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed. Yun Sheng was so anxious that she was getting angry.
She asked Agou to make some medicine, but Zhang Wentu refused to drink it. He just shook his head and said, "It's useless, it's useless. Don't do this."
Yun Sheng's eyes were red: "You are also a doctor, how can the medicine be useless?"
Zhang Wentu coughed weakly twice, then touched Yun Sheng's belly with trembling hands. "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. Since my great-grandfather's generation, all the males in my family have suffered from this disease. No one has lived past fifty. My grandfather and father also died of this disease. That's why I don't want to marry and have children. The only thing I can't let go of is that my medical skills have no one to inherit. Now that I have you as my apprentice, I can die with peace of mind."
"It's this child. As your master, I'm afraid we'll never meet again. I've saved quite a bit of silver in the bottom of the box in the east wing. When I'm gone, you can use it as a gift to the child. I'll leave this clinic to you. Run it well and don't let me down. These things should be enough for you and your mother to live on."
"Please stop talking, Master, please stop talking." Yun Sheng cried inconsolably.
Once a teacher, always a father. These days, she has finally realized what it means to be loved like a family member. But why is God so cruel to take it away?
"You're still pregnant, why are you crying? It's not good for the baby. Everyone will die one day. I've cured countless illnesses and saved countless lives in my life. I have no regrets and my life is worth it. There's nothing to cry about."
Zhang Wentu's voice was intermittent and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.
After he finished his last words, his arm twisted and he was completely dead.
Yun Sheng lay on the edge of the bed, crying bitterly.
Ah Gou's eyes were red, and he sniffed as he advised, "Sister, you're still pregnant, and Grandpa Zhang said he can't make you cry."
But having said that, facing an old man who was kind and gentle and treated her sincerely, how could Yun Sheng not have feelings for him even though they had only been together for a few months?
Zhang Wentu had no children, so his affairs after his death fell on his disciple Yun Sheng.
However, as a young woman and pregnant, it was inconvenient for her to move. Fortunately, Zhang Wentu had done good deeds throughout his life and was well-liked in the town. Everyone took care of Yun Sheng and helped to handle his funeral.
After the seventh day after Zhang Wentu's death, Yun Sheng was still immersed in grief, but she knew that this was not what her master wanted, so she forced herself to cheer up.
If not for herself, she also has to consider the baby in her belly.
Agou finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yun Sheng cheer up.
Now, apart from the pregnant Yun Sheng, there is only the little helper Agou left in the clinic. Yun Sheng's belly will get bigger and bigger, making it inconvenient for her to move, so she temporarily hired a maid to help.
Far away in Chang'an, the Dingbei Marquis Mansion was in deathly silence.
A few days had passed since the ninety-nine and eighty-one days mentioned by Master Kongji. The seven-star lamps were well taken care of and not a single one was extinguished, but there was no movement from the deceased "Mrs. Yun".
Everyone held their breath, no one dared to look at Xie Zhan's expression.
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