Before he could finish speaking, Sang Hongfu grabbed his collar and shouted sternly, "What's wrong with Aunt Yang?"
The steward swallowed hard, hunched his shoulders, and whispered, "Aunt Yang and Xiao Hui are still in the woodshed."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Hongfu threw him down and rushed towards the woodshed: "Then what are you waiting for! Hurry up and put out the fire."
The steward quickly got up from the ground and ran to the woodshed.
The woodshed was full of matches, which were burning very quickly. Yang Liu, who was already pregnant, hadn't eaten all day, and she weakly moved her body toward the corner of the wall.
Xiao Hui pounded on the door and shouted, "Help! Help! Someone help me!"
There was so much noise outside that no one could hear her shouts.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from behind her.
Xiao Hui quickly turned around and saw that Yang Liu had just been hit by a pillar and was now lying on the ground clutching her stomach.
She panicked and rushed to Yang Liu's side, hugging her tightly: "Auntie, Auntie, how are you?"
Yang Liu gritted her teeth and gripped her hand tightly: "It hurts, my stomach hurts so much."
As she spoke, blood slowly began to flow from inside her clothes.
Yang Liu panicked, clutching her stomach in terror: "No, no! My baby! My baby!"
Although she had been with many men before, she had never wanted to have children, so she would take medication after each encounter. This was the first time she had conceived, and after more than two months, she had developed feelings for the child. Now that it was gone just like that, she was unwilling to accept it.
She gripped Xiaohui's hand tightly and said forcefully, "Xiaohui, help me up. I need to get out of here. My child can't die here."
Xiao Hui's eyes were already red. She let Yang Liu hold her hand so tightly it hurt. She held Yang Liu's hand tightly and said, "Auntie, don't worry. People outside are already putting out the fire. The fire is very big now, and we can't get out at all."
"No! No! I have to get out! My child!" Yang Liu gritted her teeth, grabbed Xiao Hui's hand, and forcefully got up to walk outside. She had only taken a few steps when she fainted.
...
Sang Jiang sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs. Hearing Chunhe's words, her smile widened.
Yang Liu will definitely blame the First Madam for this. Rather than her scheming against them every day, it's more comfortable to let them fight amongst themselves and watch the show.
Chunhe smiled and sat down on the steps beside her bed: "Princess, may we talk about the book now?"
"Mmm." Sang Jiang nodded in a good mood, but was interrupted by laughter just as she was about to speak.
"As expected, a woman's heart is the most poisonous. Little Jiang Jiang is truly cunning."
Sang Jiang: ...
Chunhe's smile vanished instantly, and she looked around warily.
Sang Jiang waved her hand: "It's nothing."
She had barely finished speaking when she saw Wei Qing swaggering to sit by her window.
Sang Jiang rolled her eyes at him and asked, "What is it?"
Chunhe was taken aback when she saw Wei Qing, then remembered that the Crown Prince had mentioned this person before. The white-haired man must be Wei Qing, the Grand Tutor of Dongchen Kingdom.
Wei Qing smiled and said, "Why is Xiao Jiang so irritable? It's the woodshed that's on fire, not this Yunshuang Courtyard."
Sang Jiang: ...
Wei Qing pouted: "Little Jiang Jiang, do you really not want to see me?"
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