Chapter 7 Chapter 7 For an unworthy person, Lian Hun...
Oh no, he saw me acting crazy.
Lingchuan pulled the veil down a little, not wanting him to see his ashamed expression.
She deliberately lowered her voice and said coldly,
"How can I compare with the general's daughter? Please go to the mansion and propose marriage quickly, and don't hurt Miss Ruoyun's reputation."
As he spoke, tears began to flow and fell to the ground with a plop.
Qin Sizhao forcefully lifted the white veil on her veil and looked into her eyes.
"I wonder if Miss Lingchuan has misunderstood something? The only woman I want to marry is Miss Lingchuan."
Hearing this, Lingchuan took several steps back like a frightened bird.
"You don't even know me, you don't know me at all, how can you want to marry me? That's ridiculous!"
"Miss Lingchuan, you're even more ridiculous. You don't even know me, and you just asked me to go to the general's mansion to propose marriage. What makes you think I'll be happy if I marry her?"
Lingchuan's crazy protective shell was suddenly torn open by him. She was so scared that she ran away and escaped from Qin Sizhao's mansion like a bird.
She pulled her veil lower, feeling ashamed.
Lingchuan has always been a girl who dares to express her love and hate directly and passionately, but now she has become extremely cowardly in front of her only life-saving straw.
In the car, she suddenly felt nauseous.
In fact, Lingchuan is in very good health on weekdays. Only a strong body can withstand hysterical emotional fluctuations.
The recent frequent nausea, acidosis, and dry heaving... Lingchuan can no longer ignore these signs of pregnancy.
"Master, please take me to see a female doctor instead..."
Her lips trembled as she spoke these words.
If she was not pregnant, it was God's pity for her and gave her a chance to live. If she was pregnant, it was God's will that forced her to death.
Gently lifting the door curtain, Lingchuan entered the clinic wearing a veiled hat. This was a place dedicated to treating women. The doctor was a middle-aged woman with a good temperament.
"Please take a seat. What is wrong with this young lady?"
She stretched out a white wrist and began to speak the words she had prepared long ago.
"Doctor, to be honest, I am a maid in a wealthy family, and now I suspect I am pregnant."
The female doctor seemed to be used to this kind of thing and said calmly,
"The girl is indeed pregnant."
This news hit Lingchuan like a bolt from the blue.
"Doctor, I'm afraid my mistress won't tolerate my pregnancy... Can you give me a prescription for an abortion?"
"According to the laws of the time, a woman cannot ask for an abortion prescription on her own. She must obtain her husband's consent."
Lingchuan took out twice as much silver.
"Isn't this also possible?"
The female doctor still shook her head.
"Girl, please go back."
Lingchuan only took some pills to stop morning sickness and walked out in despair.
Qin Sizhao must have said he was willing to marry her only out of sympathy for her. How could she take advantage of his kindness and trick him into marrying a woman who was pregnant?
Lingchuan lost even the last bit of desire to save himself and eventually returned to the palace.
Fortunately, Gu Shi was not here... She didn't want to see Gu Shi now.
She returned to her room, took out a sachet, and clumsily began to embroider mandarin ducks.
With every stitch, Lingchuan felt that his life was on the countdown, and sooner or later he would die because of the fetus in his belly.
Now she has given up the idea of using the fetus in her belly to take revenge on Gu Shi. She just wants to live one day at a time. When she can no longer hide her pregnancy, she will find a clean place to die quietly and reincarnate.
Thinking about how naive he was before, he even wanted to transform into a red-clothed ghost to haunt Gu Shi day and night... He even sacrificed his soul for an unworthy person... Lingchuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
She took out a Buddhist scripture she had never read before from under the bed and began to read it carefully, hoping to accumulate some blessings for her next life. In her next life, she wanted to be her parents' daughter.
After putting down the Buddhist scriptures, Lingchuan looked at the pair of mandarin ducks she had embroidered with red eyes, thinking that she was going to die anyway, so let her be selfish for once before she died.
Even if it was just a little bit, she wanted to experience the feeling of being cherished.
Two days later, Jinzhan came back in high spirits.
It seems that she had a good vacation at home. Her face was full of rosy glow and she looked a few years younger.
She said she was cleaning the house, but actually she went through all of Lingchuan's things as soon as she entered the house.
"Hey, the girl has finally started learning needlework! How curious!"
She picked up Lingchuan's sachet and commented on it incessantly. Lingchuan didn't get angry, but just smiled awkwardly.
She knew that she had caused Jinzhan a lot of trouble. Now that she didn't have much time left, she didn't want to trouble innocent people anymore.
"Girl, what kind of medicine is this?"
She picked up Lingchuan's anti-emetic pills and asked.
"It's for plum pit qi. I've been having a lump in my throat lately. I can't cough it out or swallow it, and sometimes I can't stop retching."
Jinzhan is trying to hold back her laughter.
"Girl, isn't it said that only people who hold their breath can get plum pit qi? When a girl gets angry, she screams and shouts, as if she wants to tear the roof off. Can this also cause plum pit qi?"
Lingchuan was embarrassed and couldn't help but blush for what he had done before, so he just said,
"I didn't understand it before, and I won't do it again in the future."
Jinzhan was overjoyed,
"The girl has reached her age and finally grown sensible."
As long as she doesn't cause trouble for others, she is a good girl to Jinzhan.
Lingchuan practiced needlework alone, embroidering mandarin ducks over and over again.
The sunlight shone in through the window lattice and gently fell on her face, adding a sense of holy and quiet beauty.
Gu Shi walked in and was stunned by what he saw.
It was the first time he saw her quiet and gentle appearance, and he felt a little strange about it.
Gu Shi kissed her face. Her skin from her hairline to her rosy ears was particularly thin and tender, and he couldn't help but kiss her again.
Lingchuan actually hid silently. He was a little angry and snatched the sachet from her hand. A needle pricked their fingertips at the same time, and the blood dripped down and mixed together.
"Even putting aside the fact that I'm marrying someone else... do you think I'd wear a shoddy sachet like this? The two mandarin ducks embroidered on them look like ducks, all crooked and unpresentable."
He glanced at Lingchuan out of the corner of his eye, waiting for her to get angry and rush over to stab him with a needle.
But she just wiped the blood off her fingers with a handkerchief and nodded slightly to indicate that she heard it.
Why did Lingchuan become so friendly?
He forcibly turned Lingchuan's chin and forced her to look at him.
He searched her eyes but couldn't find any trace of hatred.
She looked at him now as if he were an insignificant person.
No, he wanted the ultimate love and hatred that Lingchuan possessed. If Lingchuan died before him, she would transform into a ghost and haunt him every night. If he died first, Lingchuan would sneak to his grave in the middle of the night, pry open his coffin, and let him rest in peace.
"Your Majesty, please wipe the blood off your hands."
Lingchuan took out a brand new handkerchief and wanted to wipe the blood off his hands.
The slippery blood stimulated his nerves.
"Lingchuan, come and taste my blood."
He obsessively stuffed the bleeding finger into her throat, as if his blood could arouse the evil in her heart and she would turn back into that cold and slippery ghost.
The sweet taste of blood spread in her mouth. He held her chin tightly, and she couldn't escape no matter what.
He was so strong that she squeezed out two physical tears.
He was waiting for her to bite him hard, but it didn't happen.
He pulled his hand back, and she just wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, lowered her head and said,
"Your Highness should focus more on state affairs."
A very uneasy feeling spread in Gu Shi's heart.
"Lingchuan, do you think you can win my favor again by pretending to be virtuous and sensible? You have no family background, so even if you are virtuous, what use is it to me? I still won't marry you. You've given up on me."
Gu Shi thought, this time he would finally be able to irritate her.
"knew."
Lingchuan seemed a little impatient.
Gu Shi was irritated by her perfunctory attitude. When was it her turn to be impatient with him? It was really outrageous.
"Hmph, you're used to being a whore, and now you're pretending to be a virtuous woman once you're dressed up. You don't really think you're some proper daughter of an official, do you? If it weren't for me, an orphan like you would have been sold to a brothel by a trafficker long ago."
Now Lingchuan believes that he lives one day at a time, so naturally he doesn't want to waste his time on Gu Shi, nor does he want to get too entangled or angry with him.
But Lingchuan couldn't tolerate him using her identity to make a fuss. Her parents were her bottom line, and she wouldn't tolerate anyone else's comments.
"If the prince hadn't been here, how could my parents have perished in the sea of fire? I only need to inherit the family business and find a son-in-law."
"I've told you so many times, I didn't start that fire! With my status, I wouldn't have the guts to deliberately set a fire and kill your parents. Even if I wasn't there that day, the fire would still have happened. You'd be an orphan by then, and sooner or later you'd be kidnapped and sold into a brothel!"
"Besides, if there hadn't been a fire that day, I would have given your parents some money to bring you back and let you be a maid for the rest of your life. Would that be fine with you?"
He was fed up with Lingchuan always thinking that he had deliberately burned her parents to death because he was tempted by their beauty. He admitted that he was indeed tempted by their beauty that day, but he was not the one who set the fire at all, and he had no recollection of whether he had knocked over the candlestick.
That day was an accident, but even if it was an accident, she insisted on putting the blood debt on his head.
Lingchuan fought back relentlessly.
"I am the only daughter of my parents. Why would they sell me for money? Besides, what's the difference between me being in your house and being in a brothel? It's just the difference between selling one person and selling a hundred people."
Hearing the two of them arguing again, Jinzhan, who was standing outside, began to feel nervous again.
Lingchuan has finally been well behaved for a few days, so why is the prince going to recruit her again? He is really bored. When the time comes, she will be caught in the middle and suffer the consequences.
She walked away with a lot of complaints. They were going to have sex in broad daylight again soon, and she didn't want to stand at the door and listen.
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