Miscarriage! Fu Xuechen divorces Su Qingli
After a long while without a response, Qingzhu came over and lifted the curtain. "Miss, are you still sleeping?"
The person on the bed still didn't respond, his brows were tightly furrowed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he occasionally let out a slight groan of pain.
Qingzhu noticed that Su Qingli was not feeling well, so she touched her forehead. The burning sensation burned her palm. "Miss, please bear with it for a moment. I will go get a doctor right away."
Soon, the doctor came to the house to treat her. After taking her pulse carefully, he shook his head gently and said, "Madam, you are still too weak, and you are worried too much. I am afraid you will not recover soon. I will reduce your fever first."
Qingzhu was extremely anxious before, but now she breathed a sigh of relief. If the heat could be relieved, her young lady still had a chance of survival.
After getting through this dangerous period, if you take good care of yourself for a period of time, you will still be full of energy.
However, the doctor's words "excessive worry" reminded her that until Su Huaihai's gambling debts were satisfactorily resolved, her young lady's knot in her heart would not be resolved.
Gently stroking Su Qingli's eyebrows, Qingzhu sighed deeply.
After taking the medicine, Su Qingli's fever was relieved. However, she felt hot in her heart and her mouth was dry. She called out in a daze, "Qingzhu, water..."
"Here you are, miss. Just eat." Qingzhu brought a cup of hot water, let Su Qingli lean on her, and then poured the water into her mouth little by little.
Su Qingli's lips were pale and dry, and her face was almost bloodless and pale.
It was not until the second dose of medicine was taken that Su Qingli's eyes slowly opened completely and she was able to see things in the room clearly. Before that, she could only see people and objects blurry.
"Qingzhu, am I sick again?" Su Qingli sat on the bed with the support of Qingzhu. Her body was soft, but not as hot as before. The high temperature was like a ball of flame, wandering throughout her body.
"The doctor said you have a fever and something is on your mind. You may not recover in a short time." Qingzhu said truthfully, looking at Su Qingli seriously, hoping that her young lady would listen to him.
Su Qingli's eyelashes fluttered as she sighed helplessly, "I must find a way to settle my father's gambling debts. That bachelor is not someone we can afford to offend."
In fact, they couldn't afford to hide. Without enough money, they couldn't find a place to settle down.
In Tingyuxuan, Liu Meishuang's spy Yunxiu has been watching Xiaoxiangyuan's every move.
Yunxiu came forward happily and reported: "Madam, Miss Su is sick again and is bedridden and can't get out of bed."
When Liu Meishuang heard that Su Qingli was ill, a bright smile appeared on her face. "She should have died of illness a long time ago, but she is still alive and kicking. What a miserable life!"
Suddenly, Liu Meishuang's mind worked faster than a spinning top, and she had an idea. If Su Qingli could lie that she was pregnant, then couldn't she also take advantage of the situation and turn the tables to sow discord between Fu Xuechen and Su Qingli?
After hearing that Fu Xuechen had returned home from the palace, Liu Meishuang went to Fu Xuechen's ear and distorted the facts to frame Su Qingli.
"Xuechen, I heard that Miss Su is very ill, and it seems that she had an abortion. She is really cruel. I wanted to approach her and make peace with her, but she has such a deep prejudice against me that she took it out on your flesh and blood!"
Liu Meishuang knew that Su Qingli was faking her pregnancy. Even if the doctor came to check, he could confirm that there was no fetus in her belly. She could then use the abortion to shut Su Qingli up and make Fu Xuechen believe it without a doubt.
By then, Su Qingli will be unable to express her pain. Whether she admits it or denies it, she is lying.
"Ms. Liu, this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to care about her actions."
Fu Xuechen felt a pain in his heart and almost fell down because of this news.
He recalled the last time he saw Su Qingli in Xiaoxiang Garden, and the words she said that broke his heart.
Because of this, he has not met Su Qingli for some time, for fear of another conflict with Su Qingli. Pregnant women need to take good care of the fetus and avoid intense emotional fluctuations.
But he had not expected that Su Qingli would have an abortion so soon.
He had been accommodating enough to Su Qingli, but he didn't expect Su Qingli to be so heartless to him!
After what happened before, Liu Meishuang became smarter each time. She did not ask any further questions and waited to see what Fu Xuechen would do next.
It has been nearly a month since Fu Xuechen last set foot in Xiaoxiang Garden. The blooming pink roses have now withered, and small green fruits have been produced after the flowers have faded.
Fu Xuechen crossed the green shade of the courtyard and strode to Su Qingli's room. "Miss Su hates me to the core. You actually aborted the child without telling me. You really have a cruel heart!"
Su Qingli felt confused. The fake pregnancy thing was something she said on impulse, so where did the rumor about abortion come from?
However, it is not surprising that there are such rumors. Anyway, there is no real fetus in her belly. Pretending to have a miscarriage can make it natural not to have children with Fu Xuechen.
"Master Prime Minister, I clearly told you that I would rather die than bear your child. Are you a forgetful person who has forgotten what I said? Or do you think I just said it casually? Will I always be at the mercy of your high position and power?"
Su Qingli struggled to support herself and sat up. After saying this choking retort, she coughed a few times with a slight wheeze.
Fu Xuechen looked at her sickly face and thought that she had really had an abortion. He had heard the imperial physician in the palace say that whether a woman had a miscarriage or a childbirth, it would cause varying degrees of damage to her body.
Su Qingli looked sickly, and it seemed that the abortion had caused considerable damage to her body. This must be the aftereffect of the abortion.
Fu Xuechen was heartbroken, and tears welled up in his eyes.
That's a living life!
"Go now. From now on, you, Su Qingli, are no longer my concubine, Fu Xuechen. I have already written a letter of divorce. From now on, you can take the letter and leave!"
In contrast to Su Qingli's nonchalant attitude, Fu Xuechen suddenly became disheartened towards Su Qingli. He closed his eyes and opened them again, and a cold light flashed in his eyes that were like deep pools.
After saying these words with difficulty, Fu Xuechen threw the divorce letter on the pear wood carved table where Su Qingli often copied calligraphy and paintings.
The sound of the divorce letter fell clearly into the ears of the two people. Su Qingli did not feel the pleasure of relief, but a feeling of depression in her heart. She looked at Xiaoxiang Garden, where she had lived since she was a child, and felt a sense of reluctance to leave for no reason.
"Miss, haven't you wanted to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time? Now you are a free person, congratulations."
Qingzhu happily took the divorce letter and handed it to Su Qingli's palm.
Su Qingli took it in her hand but felt it weighed a thousand pounds, like a hot potato. Her slender fingers shrank from the heat. She raised her hand and touched Qingzhu's cheek, "Qingzhu, I will make good money and get you out too."
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