Chapter 1020: The Self-Torture Scheme
"Xiao Wei, I will watch the fireworks with you every New Year's Eve from now on, okay?"
"good!"
The two of them snuggled up to each other, soaking up the beautiful night.
But none of them expected that this would be the only time in their lives that they would watch fireworks together.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiaowei let out a cry, startling Lan Feng: "What happened?"
She took his hand and gently placed it on her slightly bulging belly: "Husband, our child just moved."
"Really?"
Lan Feng's voice was full of surprise: "It seems that this child also likes the fireworks tonight, and chose this time to move for the first time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Feng could clearly feel the movement of the fetus. At this moment, he truly realized that he was about to become a father.
He simply squatted down and put his ear against his wife's belly to feel the movement of the baby.
"Xiaowei, the child is constantly moving, it's really great."
Looking at all this, Jiang Xiaowei's eyes were full of smiles, and her love for the man in front of her grew stronger.
He is her hero, her support, and the father of her future children.
The fireworks show ended and the surroundings gradually darkened. Lan Feng picked up Jiang Xiaowei and said, "It's time for us to go home."
"I can walk by myself, you don't need to carry me."
"But I want to hold you, forever!"
Jiang Xiaowei put her arms around his neck, pressed her face against his solid chest, and listened to his heartbeat.
"forever."
Jiang Xiaoan never thought about going out even on New Year's Eve.
As soon as he got on the carriage, he began to complain: "Third cousin, has the Queen Mother caused trouble again?"
He knew that if Jiang Xue hadn't been in trouble, Xiao Zhan would have accompanied her personally instead of going out at night.
"She committed suicide. She lost too much blood and needs proper treatment."
"Did she really commit suicide?"
Jiang Xiaoan was puzzled: "I don't think she is the kind of person who would do such a thing. Is she pretending?"
"Whether she's faking it or not, her life is in real danger now. Jiang Xiaoan, we have to make sure she survives."
"I understand, Third Cousin, don't worry, I will do my best to save her."
As soon as he stepped into Feng Ziqing's room, Xiao Zhan was hit by a strong smell of blood.
Following the smell, I saw the ground covered with blood, and she was lying quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her face as white as snow.
After checking her pulse, Jiang Xiaoan frowned and said, "The situation is much more serious than I thought."
"Can it be saved?"
“We can only do our best.”
Xiao Zhan felt a chill in his heart, realizing that she might really die.
After some efforts to treat her, Jiang Xiaoan said: "The Queen Mother's body is too fragile. Excessive blood loss is almost fatal to her. If she can survive tonight, there is hope."
For Jiang Xue, such an injury might not be a big deal, but Feng Ziqing's physique and will were too weak, and it was hard to predict whether he would live or die.
"Then let it be determined by God." Life and death are her choices.
Xiao Zhan then asked the maid Zhuier what happened.
"I'm not sure either."
Zhuier replied, “Since the Queen Mother was poisoned and became mute, her personality has changed drastically, she either throws things or tortures us.
She suddenly became quiet today, and I thought she had come to terms with it.
I didn't expect to find her lying in a pool of blood at night, with a long wound on her left wrist and a pair of scissors in her right hand. I was terrified and quickly called for help."
"Do you think she really wants to die, or does she have other intentions?"
Zhuier hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to say, "Sir, the Queen Mother does not want to commit suicide. She just wants to take this opportunity to return to the palace."
"I see."
Jiang Xiaoan exclaimed: "But this move was too risky. I almost lost my life. If I really died, what's the point of returning to the palace?"
Zhuier continued, “Early this morning, the Queen Mother asked me to call someone after she cut her wrist.
This way her condition will appear more serious, and the Prime Minister will not suspect that she is using a self-torture tactic. "
"Can she still command you if she's mute?"
Zhuier looked at Jiang Xiaoan with a bit of pity in her eyes: "I am the Queen Mother's personal maid, and I can read and write. Although the Queen Mother cannot speak, she can write down her requirements."
After that, she took out a piece of paper from her bosom and handed it to Xiao Zhan: "Sir, this is the handwriting of the Queen Mother."
Xiao Zhan took it and looked at it. It was indeed Feng Ziqing's handwriting, and his face became even gloomier.
She threatened him with her life, this time to return to the palace, next time might be to see Jiang Heng, and even more times...
He found it strange that she had done so many wrong things and yet had not yet realized that she was no longer that important.
In other words, in his heart, he no longer took his second sister seriously, and her life or death was no longer important to him.
And she still hasn't faced the reality. Blood relationship is important, but how can it be more important than national interests?
Especially the mistakes she made in the past, which had long since destroyed this family affection.
"I understand. You can leave now."
Seeing that Xiao Zhan had no intention of blaming him, Zhuier withdrew.
The atmosphere in the room made Xiao Zhan feel depressed, so he walked out of the room and stood at the door with his hands behind his back. Jiang Xiaoan followed him out and patted his shoulder: "Are you thinking about the princess?"
Xiao Zhan glanced at him and didn't answer.
In fact, he was right. He really missed Jiang Xue and the baby in her belly. He was supposed to spend New Year's Eve with them, but now he was trapped here.
Seeing that Xiao Zhan was in a bad mood, Jiang Xiaoan quickly changed the subject: "Third cousin, tonight is New Year's Eve after all, how about we have a drink together?"
"This is a royal temple. Do you want to disrespect the Buddha?"
Jiang Xiaoan was speechless for a moment, then he remembered this point, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Then we can always find something to eat! To be honest, after tossing and turning all night, I am really hungry."
"If you want to eat, go find it yourself. What's the point of telling me?"
Jiang Xiaoan knew that this was a sign that Xiao Zhan was in a very bad mood, so he decided to leave him alone.
But he was indeed hungry, so he found Zhuier.
"Miss Zhuier, is there anything else to eat in the kitchen?"
“There is none ready-made.”
Zhuier thought for a moment: "But I can do it right away, I just need Master Jiang to wait for a moment."
Since Jiang Xiaoan was hungry, Xiao Zhan might be hungry too? She wanted to take this opportunity to prepare food for him personally. This might be the only chance.
"Waiting is not a problem. I'll trouble Miss Zhuier then."
About an hour and a half later, Zhuier carefully prepared three kinds of snacks: glazed osmanthus cake, rose bean paste buns and plum blossom cake.
Jiang Xiaoan, who had been hungry for a long time, couldn't wait to pick up a piece of plum cake and put it in his mouth, but his action suddenly stopped. The taste was surprisingly similar to that of Madam Feng's craftsmanship.
"Miss Zhuier, please help me pack a plate of plum cakes. I want to give it to my third cousin. He has been busy most of the night and must be hungry."
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