Lin Wanwan is dead.
As the leader of the Nine Stars, he suppressed the demon and monster realms, sealed the Demon King and Demon Lord with divine power, and re-woven the barrier. He was forced to self-destruct his physical body, resulting in the destruction of his soul and spirit.
Her idyllic days ended at the age of 13,516.
"Madam, please take a deep breath and don't rush."
Lin Wanwan felt the warm bubbles of amniotic fluid, her little mouth blowing bubbles, when she was roughly pulled out by a large, rough hand.
"Wow..."
Before Lin Wanwan could even begin to cry, her neck was grabbed tightly, making her forget to breathe.
Oh, I forgot she's already in human form; she needs to breathe...
"Madam, it was indeed a daughter, but... because she was born a month premature, the baby has stopped breathing!"
As soon as the midwife finished speaking, all the maids in the room knelt down with a thud.
Before Ye could even catch her breath, her face was pale, and the midwife's words almost made her faint.
"What? Bring it here so I can see it." Her voice was filled with panic.
The midwife's heart pounded, and she tightened her grip on the child, bringing it to the woman.
Ye looked down at her daughter and saw that her lips were purple, her face was pale, and the bloodstains on her body had not yet been wiped dry.
She trembled as she reached out to check her daughter's breath, then withdrew her hand in fright.
His shocked eyes were bloodshot, and his voice trembled with sobs as he murmured, "How could this happen?"
"The other babies were also premature, so why did she have to die..."
"Waaaaah..."
Upon hearing this, the midwife hurriedly took the child away and knelt before Madam Ye again: "Madam, please accept my condolences. The child was born prematurely, but it cannot be compared with a normal child. You... please do not blame yourself."
Tears streamed down Ye's face, and her trembling lips parted to speak:
"How can I face my mother, how can I face my husband? As the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, I have devoted myself to raising my children, praying for blessings and giving alms. Why can't Heaven even grant me this small wish, Ye Lanyin? Waaaaah..."
Hua Xin, trembling, helped Ye Shi back to bed: "Madam, you must take care of your health."
Ms. Ye covered her face and wept bitterly, overwhelmed by a sense of collapse.
She had longed for her daughter for thirteen years. Why was being her child so unfortunate?
The Marquis's residence?
Ye Lanyin?
How come this is the same novel she was reading while slacking off on the peach tree?
The novel states that Ye Lanyin was the mistress of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion, and had three sons and one daughter, as well as an adopted son and an adopted daughter, for a total of six children.
The adopted daughter was brought into the household after the younger daughter died at birth.
The first wife was immersed in so-called happiness, but she was only doing the work for someone else.
In the end, it was all just a pipe dream.
The Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion is now the last of its kind, seemingly glorious on the surface, but in reality, it is on the verge of collapse.
Marquis Zhenbei already had a child with his childhood sweetheart before his marriage.
However, due to the decline of the family's fortunes, the old lady disliked him, and the Marquis of Zhenbei had no choice but to raise him outside the family.
To bring glory to his family, he married Ye Lanyin, the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Protectorate.
On the surface, he was deeply in love with her, but in reality, he was passionately in love with his mistress and even kept a large fishpond.
After the marriage, the Marquis of Zhenbei left for two years under the pretext of serving the court. When he returned, he brought a homeless child with him and raised him.
The couple's harmonious relationship became a model for everyone in Bianjing (Kaifeng).
He managed to make his mother-in-law's family, who initially disliked him, extremely satisfied with him.
The children were raised with great difficulty and nurtured into successful individuals.
The adopted son and daughter ultimately framed Ye's maternal family, conspiring with the male and female protagonists to accuse her family of treason, resulting in the execution of their entire family.
The Marquis's family, by upholding righteousness and putting their own relatives to shame, shocked the court and were instead promoted and ennobled.
The adopted son inherited a title and became the top scholar in the imperial examination, while the adopted daughter became the emperor's adopted sister and a princess of the country.
He brought his mistress into the family with great pomp and circumstance, bestowed upon her the title of First Rank Lady, and they lived a life of great prosperity.
Lin Wanwan's neck had turned purple from being choked.
She struggled to break free from the midwife's grasp, but her small body had no strength at all.
Oh, she's that cannon fodder girl.
It was born without ever breathing properly, and then it started making noises.
You're the one who suffocated to death! You old witch!
[Help! I'm perfectly fine, I'm not supposed to die...]
The intermittent baby sounds made Ye Shi suddenly open her eyes and freeze.
What happened?
Why can I still hear children's voices here?
Didn't her child die?
[Mother! Help!]
Ye was pulled back to her senses by the word "Mother," and her eyes were fixed on the baby in the midwife's arms.
His tone was cold: "Bring the child over here."
The midwife was horrified. She glanced at the baby in her arms, whose lips were purple and whose eyes were closed. "Madam, the baby is dead. It's probably because it offended your body and caused bloodstains."
As she spoke, she got up to leave.
Hua Mei reacted quickly and snatched the child away.
He raised one leg and kicked the midwife hard in the abdomen.
The midwife cried out and collapsed to the ground.
"Are you feeling guilty? You dared to run away without Madam's permission?"
"Madam, please don't be sad, Miss..."
Before Hua Mei could finish speaking, she saw the child in her arms move, and she was startled.
"Madam, Miss has moved!!!"
Upon hearing this, Ms. Ye was shocked and quickly took the child from her.
The child was breathing rapidly, and a deep purple mark was visible on his neck from being choked.
[Waaaaah, it's so much better to be a god. Everyone worships me. This human world is too miserable, cough cough...]
Lin Wanwan burst into tears of joy. She was so pitiful; what kind of fate did she have?
"You wicked old hag, who gave you the audacity to plot against my child?"
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