Qi Yuning asked, "How could you have a miscarriage when you were perfectly fine?"
Lin Jiang said helplessly: "Maybe this child is not destined to be together."
Lu Baozhu whispered in Qi Yuning's ear, "It's not that simple. I heard Zheng Hao say in Yue Lao Temple yesterday that it was because Lin Jiang's mother wanted to take a concubine for him, but Lin Jiang didn't want to. Lin Jiang's mother set rules for Wang Zhiyu, and she tortured her to the point of miscarriage.
The Wang family was almost mad with anger. If Lin Jiang hadn't taken Wang Zhiyu out of the house to live, the Wang family would have forced them to divorce. What good would it be to get married?
Wang Zhiyu is a daughter of an aristocratic family. The Lin family marrying a daughter of the Wang family is already marrying up. If it weren’t for Lin Jiang’s outstanding character, the Wang family wouldn’t let their daughter marry down, as marrying down wouldn’t end well either…”
The more Lu Baozhu spoke, the louder her voice became, and Lin Jiang felt extremely ashamed.
Lu Baozhu said, "There isn't a single good man in the world! Except for my father, my brother, and my younger brother."
Qi Yuning said, "There's no need to exclude that little bald donkey Lu Yun. He's not even a toy."
Lu Baozhu said, "That's right. Yesterday I was supposed to go to the Yue Lao Temple to pray for a marriage, but when I heard about Wang Zhiyu's miscarriage, I asked Yue Lao to bless me to be alone for the rest of my life. At least I won't have to suffer, and you won't have to bother finding a husband for me. If you don't want to support me when the time comes, I'll still have a salary as a princess!"
For a five-month-old fetus, miscarriage can cause great harm to a woman's body.
There was also a lot of hostility in Qi Yuning's eyes when he looked at Lin Jiang.
"Princess Lu, it's truly fate that we can meet here today."
Shen Jialin walked up to Lu Baozhu and said, "Princess Lu, I have long admired your literary talent. Could we exchange some ideas?"
As soon as Shen Jialin said this, Qin Feng coughed several times, "Young Master Shen, are you calling me right? This is Princess Lu, not Princess Qi!"
Shen Jialin nodded and said, "Yes, Princess Lu. Last time in Qingshan Tower, Princess Lu said that my poetry and calligraphy were just so-so. Later, Miss Lu's literary talent impressed me, but it was a pity that Zhong Ming snatched her away. I think Princess Lu, as the elder sister, must be more outstanding in poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting than Miss Lu. I would like to learn from her."
Qi Yuning and Lu Ze both smiled.
Seeing that even Lin Jiang and Qin Feng were laughing at her, Lu Baozhu angrily said to Shen Jialin in front of her, "Come on, I'll compete with you."
Lu Ze whispered to Lu Baozhu, "We can't do something that would bring shame upon ourselves."
Qi Yuning said to Lu Ze, "Don't worry."
Lu Ze glanced at Qi Yuning in confusion. Shen Jialin's calligraphy was indeed outstanding. Lu Ze thought he was on par with him. Previously, Shen Jialin had asked him to practice with him, but he was indeed busy. However, he thought they could practice with him when he had some free time.
Comparing Lu Baozhu with Shen Jialin is simply humiliating herself.
Lu Baozhu found a stall nearby, spread out a piece of white paper, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a big word "Yong" on the white paper.
Seeing the character "永" (Yong) written with perfect strokes, Lu Ze was a little stunned. Is this still his sister who has been ignorant since childhood and complains of being tired after writing two characters, and whose handwriting is as slow as a dog?
Qin Feng and Lin Jiang also looked at Lu Ze. They didn't expect that Lu Baozhu would still know how to hide her abilities.
Shen Jialin stared at Lu Baozhu with shining eyes, reading the word "Yong" on the white paper.
Lu Baozhu put down her pen and looked around at Lin Jiang, Lu Ze, and Qin Feng.
Lingling clapped her hands and said, "Auntie is so great! Her handwriting is so beautiful."
"Lingling is still the most likable."
Lu Baozhu was very gentle in front of Lingling, touching Lingling's little face with a smile on her face.
Seeing Lu Baozhu's gentle appearance, Shen Jialin was thinking about what to name their future daughter Shen...
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