Jiang Tingjun fell asleep after taking the medicine, but Aunt Jinlan was worried about him. She had the doctor prescribe another dose for Ye Yunniang.
"I'm not sick," Ye Yunniang said, refusing to take the medicine.
“The young master is too young to drink medicine. You can drink it, and we will feed him with your breast milk.” Jinlan said, placing the bowl in front of Ye Yunniang.
Every medicine has its side effects, and Ye Yunniang didn't want to drink it.
But Jinlan was watching her intently, so Ye Yunniang had no choice but to pick up the bowl and drink the bitter medicine.
He took the teacup from Hongcai and rinsed his mouth.
"I'll go and watch over the young master." Ye Yunniang didn't want to stay with Aunt Jinlan any longer, so she turned and went into the inner room. She ignored Aunt Jinlan's disapproving gaze behind her.
Anyway, she won't be staying long.
Ye Yunniang leaned against the bed and reached out to touch Jiang Tingjun's diaper.
It's a little damp.
Ye Yunniang poured warm water from the kettle and set it aside.
She took a small blanket and covered Jiang Tingjun's upper body, then lifted the blanket and changed his diaper.
Wipe it clean, then put on a clean diaper.
Cover yourself with the blanket again.
Wow……
Jiang Tingjun started crying again.
Ye Yunniang picked him up and tried to comfort him. Jiang Tingjun cried even harder, his body trembling uncontrollably, as if he were afraid.
Hearing the noise, Aunt Jinlan came in from the outer room and reached out to touch Jiang Tingjun.
Jiang Tingjun's body stopped trembling, but his crying continued.
Aunt Jinlan held Jiang Tingjun's hand.
As she got closer, Ye Yunniang smelled the sandalwood scent on her again.
Ye Yunniang had smelled this sandalwood incense quite often when she went to the temple with Cai Damei.
Ye Yunniang suddenly remembered what the midwife had said back in her hometown.
"Children's eyes are the purest; they can see things that adults can't." Thinking of what happened in the garden yesterday, Ye Yunniang couldn't help but shudder.
What came to mind?
"Ghost...ghost, ghost." Ye Yunniang's teeth chattered.
*Smack!*
The teacup in Hongcai's hand fell to the ground and shattered.
Water splashed from the cup, and a drop landed on Ye Yunniang's hand.
Ye Yunniang's hand loosened, and she almost failed to hold onto Jiang Tingjun.
Hehehe... Jiang Tingjun suddenly laughed.
Ye Yunniang froze, slowly turning her head to look at Jiang Tingjun, who was smiling in her arms.
Jiang Tingjun blinked his big eyes at Ye Yunniang. He used to be so cute, but now, Ye Yunniang only felt a chill run down her spine.
She turned to look at Aunt Jinlan again.
Aunt Jinlan's expression remained calm, without the slightest change.
"You haven't done anything wrong, so what are you afraid of?"
One sentence instantly calmed Ye Yunniang's panic.
"Ah, ah, come on," Jiang Tingjun reached out to Ye Yunniang, asking her to do it again.
Ye Yunniang wouldn't dare.
Jiang Tingjun pouted, about to burst into tears.
"Young master, let me hold you and play with you." Aunt Jinlan reached out her hand. Jiang Tingjun didn't want to, so he hugged Ye Yunniang and started crying.
Ye Yunniang: ...Please, young mistress, let Aunt Jinlan hold you.
No one knew what Ye Yunniang was thinking. Now, all she could do was stiffen her body and swing her arms up and down to coax Jiang Tingjun.
After coaxing her like this until dawn, Ye Yunniang's arms were practically numb.
Ye Yunniang was carried back to Zhiyuxuan by Hongcai and an old woman.
Lying in bed, Hongcai and the old woman left. Li'er was about to close the door and leave.
"Don't close the door." Ye Yunniang's voice was hoarse, begging her not to close the door.
"Sister, go to sleep. I'll keep watch at the door." Seeing that Ye Yunniang seemed a little strange, Li'er was also worried about leaving her alone in the room. She stood guard at the door.
Ye Yunniang looked at Li'er, then at the sunlight in the room, and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In her dream, she was searching for her young master in the garden. As she walked, she came to the pond.
Suddenly, a woman whose face was obscured emerged from the water. She floated in the air and rushed towards Ye Yunniang.
"You saw it?"
Why didn't you save me?
"Give me your life..."
"It wasn't me. I don't know anything. Ah—" Ye Yunniang screamed, sitting up and gasping for breath.
Pear, who was sitting by the door, got up and came to the bedside.
Ye Yunniang was covered in sweat, breathing heavily, and her face was as pale as paper.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
“I,” Ye Yunniang gasped for breath, “I had a nightmare.”
“Dreams are all fake,” Pear said, pouring Ye Yunniang a glass of water.
Ye Yunniang took the drink and finished it, calming herself down.
The dream was false. That woman wasn't killed by Ye Yunniang. She had already told Dongqing everything she knew.
Her death is for the masters of the manor to handle. It has nothing to do with her.
Ye Yunniang calmed herself down.
With Pear's help, I changed into clean clothes. After lunch, we went to Fanghua Courtyard.
Upon arrival, Jiang Tingjun burst into tears.
Chunyao was trying to comfort her, but her eyes betrayed her exhaustion.
Ye Yunniang entered the room, and the child was handed to her.
Ye Yunniang tried to comfort her, but it didn't work; she still cried.
Ye Yunniang got tired of carrying the baby and handed it over to Chunyao.
When Chunyao got tired, Ye Yunniang took turns comforting her.
Aunt Jinlan finally told Madam Jiang her guess: she might be being entangled.
After hearing this, Madam Jiang sent someone to invite Zhang the Blind, the most famous blind man in Jiangcheng.
Zhang the Blind Man isn't completely blind; he can still see.
Without needing anyone's help, after arriving at Fanghua Garden, she first looked at Jiang Tingjun in Ye Yunniang's arms.
Jiang Tingjun was still crying.
After reading it, Zhang the Blind looked up and around again.
"Has anyone in the household recently had a miscarriage?"
Madam Jiang and Jiang Mingrui exchanged a glance. Jiang Mingrui replied, "Yes."
“The miscarried baby was a fully formed six-month-old male,” Zhang the Blind Man stated definitively.
"How did the master know?" Madam Jiang went to Qushui Courtyard and saw the fully formed baby boy.
"He was unwilling to be born. He kept lingering around the mansion. When the young master passed by Qu Shui Courtyard on his way to the garden, that child..."
Zhang the Blind Man didn't finish his sentence, but the gist of it was that he understood.
"Master Zhang, please save my child," Madam Jiang pleaded.
Zhang the Blind Man didn't say anything.
Madam Jiang reacted quickly, having someone bring over a silver ingot. "Master, I hope you won't find this a small token of my sincerity. Once my son recovers, I will repay you handsomely."
Zhang the Blind Man glanced at the tray, satisfied. He reached into his robes and pulled out a triangular sachet folded from yellow paper.
"Cut a lock of the young master's hair and put it in a sachet. Take it at noon tonight, and burn it at the crossroads where the young master is playing in the garden."
"Also burn another set of clothes, the young master's personal belongings. Clothes that have been worn but not washed," Zhang the Blind Man instructed.
“Alright, I’ll burn it myself.” Madam Jiang accepted the sachet with both hands.
“Madam can’t go, she has to go and burn it.” Zhang San said, pointing to Ye Yunniang, who was holding Jiang Tingjun.
"Master, why her?"
"She's the young master's wet nurse, and she's spent a lot of time with him and his grandmother, so she's picked up a stronger scent from him. Only if she goes there can he be lured there," Zhang the Blind Man explained.
"I'll go." Ye Yunniang was scared, but seeing Jiang Tingjun's thin face from crying and not eating or sleeping well, Ye Yunniang mustered her courage and agreed.
Zhang the Blind Man then used his fingers to calculate two more people whose birth charts were compatible and who would accompany Ye Yunniang.
With someone by her side, Ye Yunniang was less afraid.
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