Chapter 3: Taking the Abortion Pill!
The main courtyard was not far from the courtyard where they lived.
The night was deep, and the cold wind was even more biting than during the day.
Shen Qingci pulled her plain-colored cloak tighter around herself, her steps faltering.
Avoiding the night patrolling servants, the two stealthily made their way to the back wall of the main courtyard under the cover of darkness and the shadows of the artificial hill and trees.
Even before getting close, suppressed yet clearly audible, blush-inducing groans drifted intermittently from the cracks in the window frame.
The woman's soft moans carried a deliberately suppressed allure.
The man's heavy breathing, interspersed with satisfied groans, blended together, and even just listening, one could imagine the intensity and abandon within the room.
And the creaking and swaying of the bed, seemingly unable to bear the weight, sounded especially decadent in the quiet night.
Shen Qingci stood expressionless in the corner, letting the misunderstandings and voices, like countless fine poison needles, pierce her heart.
Does it hurt? Of course it hurts.
But more than anything, there was a deep-seated nausea and overwhelming hatred.
While she was widowed, heartbroken, and pregnant with his child, her husband indulged in sensual pleasures with his sister-in-law.
"Water...Master...water." Inside the room, Liu Ruolan's seductive voice rang out again.
Then came Huo Yunzhan's slightly hoarse voice: "Someone, fetch water!"
Wanqing accidentally dropped the lantern in her hand, and the light went out instantly.
Shen Qingci suddenly came to her senses and quickly pulled Wanqing back to their courtyard.
“Miss…” Wanqing clenched her teeth, her voice trembling slightly. She could no longer bring herself to say that the general might have his reasons.
"How could the general... be like this?"
"How can he face you like this? How can he face the child in your womb?"
Shen Qingci gritted her teeth, her gaze fixed on the bedroom from which faint sounds were still emanating, a cold glint in her eyes: "Wanqing, have you found the medicine?"
Wanqing stiffened, instinctively reaching into her bosom. After a moment of silence, she trembled as she took out the medicine packet wrapped in oiled paper, offering it to him with both hands, her voice choked with emotion: "Miss, do you really want this..."
“This child is Huo Yunzhan’s. Since he has deceived me, kept secret from me, and humiliated me like this, I naturally cannot have this child again.”
"I would rather kill him with my own hands when he is still young and not fully formed..."
They didn't want to wait until it could move and was a living person before being killed by Huo Yunzhan and Liu Ruolan.
She turned away, no longer glancing at the filthy main courtyard, and strode towards her own courtyard.
Back in her room, Shen Qingyuan poured the packet of powder into a bowl of water that she had prepared beforehand without hesitation.
The brown powder quickly diffused in the water, turning into a bottomless, murky liquid with a faint bitter taste.
Outside the window, the wind howled even louder, making the window paper rustle.
Shen Qingci picked up the bowl of medicine, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and drank the abortion pills in one gulp without hesitation.
The medicine slid down my throat, carrying a bitter and cool taste, but also a sense of relief.
The medicine is potent.
Excruciating pain surged like waves, instantly engulfing Shen Qingci.
It felt as if countless hands were tearing at her lower abdomen; the downward pain almost made her faint.
"Ugh..." She bit her lip hard, trying not to make a sound, letting the excruciating pain sweep over her entire body.
Fresh blood slowly flowed down her legs, spreading out on the bed like a bewitching red peony, a shocking sight.
Wanqing was already terrified out of her wits, kneeling to the side, not knowing what to do: "Miss, are you alright? This servant, this servant will go find a doctor!"
Shen Qingci used the last of his strength to hold onto her tightly.
"No...you're not allowed to go!" Shen Qingci squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, but her eyes flashed with an almost insane pleasure.
Huo Yunzhan!
You revel in your illicit pleasures, enjoying the forbidden bliss of your sister-in-law!
Do you know that your own flesh and blood are being strangled by my own hands right now!
You caused me pain, so I will make sure that your identity as Huo Yunzhan is completely cut off from all descendants!
Thinking of this, Shen Qingci felt an indescribable sense of pleasure welling up from the bottom of her heart, which diluted the intense pain in her body.
Looking at the glaring bloodstain on the bed and feeling the life inside her slowly slipping away, she couldn't help but chuckle softly.
As I laughed, tears began to fall uncontrollably.
It wasn't until late at night, when a blurry mass of flesh and blood fell to the ground, that the pain in my abdomen gradually subsided, leaving only a feeling of emptiness and powerlessness.
Despite her grief and fear, Wanqing hurriedly carried the mass of flesh and blood to the flower bed outside and buried it. She then cleaned the bloodstains from the bed, changed the sheets and blankets, and helped her back to bed.
Shen Qingci closed her eyes wearily, unable to sleep.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.
Wanqing hurriedly opened the door, only to find that standing outside was none other than Huo Yunzhan, who now held the title of Marquis of Yongning!
Huo Yunzhan, dressed in plain clothes, with just the right amount of weariness and concern on his face, asked in a deep voice, "Is your wife up? I have something I want to talk to her about."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Shen Qingci walked out of the hall.
Shen Qingci's face was as pale as paper, and her steps were slightly unsteady. She bowed slightly to Huo Yunzhan, concealing the overwhelming hatred in her eyes: "Please come in, Lord Marquis."
Looking at Shen Qingci's appearance, Huo Yunzhan recalled what his mother had told him about Shen Qingci's two suicide attempts over the past two months. A barely perceptible sense of satisfaction flashed through his mind: It seems that Shen Qingci truly loves him deeply; she looks like she is heartbroken.
His switching of identities with Huo Yunting was absolutely perfect. Now he has a title, a wife named Liu Ruolan, the daughter of the prime minister, and Shen Qingci, who is deeply devoted to him and continues the bloodline of his identity as Huo Yunzhan.
Absolutely perfect.
"Sister-in-law," Huo Yunzhan said bluntly, "I heard from Mother that you want to leave the manor?"
Shen Qingci lowered her eyes, her voice hoarse, and simply nodded: "Yes. Yun Zhan has passed away, and I am left here. Day and night, seeing things reminds me of him, and I feel as if a thousand arrows are piercing my heart. I am in unbearable pain. That is why I want to leave the manor."
"Nonsense!" Huo Yunzhan's voice was slightly deep: "The Shen family is already wiped out. Where else can you go if you leave the Huo residence?"
"You are carrying Yun Zhan's child. If I let you leave the manor while you are pregnant, how can Yun Zhan rest in peace in the afterlife? How am I supposed to explain this to him in the future?"
Shen Qingci found it both funny and absurd. Huo Yunting was dead, yet Huo Yunzhan had been eyeing Huo Yunting's identity, taking Huo Yunting's title, and sleeping with Huo Yunting's wife. Why didn't he ask how Huo Yunting could rest in peace in the afterlife?
Huo Yunzhan, unaware of Shen Qingci's thoughts, softened his tone and said, "Sister-in-law, I know you are grieving, but the dead cannot be brought back to life. For the sake of the child in your womb, you must take good care of yourself."
"Just stay here and rest in peace. If you stay here, you'll be overwhelmed with grief and miss your loved ones. I'll have someone move you to a different courtyard."
"If you often miss Yun Zhan, you can also..."
Huo Yunzhan looked at Shen Qingci's face, which, even though it was pale, could not hide her beauty, and felt a pang of unease.
Shen Qingci is indeed very beautiful.
If he could take both Shen Qingci and Liu Ruolan into his arms, that would truly be perfect.
Huo Yunzhan's eyes were dark and deep: "You can also treat me as Yunzhan."
“Yun Zhan and I are twin brothers, and we look exactly alike. I am willing to be your substitute to ease your longing.”
"I will take care of you in place of Yun Zhan. Once the child is safely born, I will treat it as my own and never let you and your child suffer any hardship, is that alright?"
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