Chapter 115 Chapter 115 "Get him out."...
It was just a playful remark between husband and wife, but after Sheng Puzhu finished speaking, she pursed her lips and smiled to herself.
Unexpectedly, Xie Zhiyan actually thought about it seriously for a long time. There was no trace of joking in his eyes. Instead, he was carefully considering this ridiculous proposal.
"good."
Xie Zhiyan nodded very seriously.
"If there really is such a method, I'd like to give it a try." He said it in a serious tone, without a hint of joking.
Sheng Puzhu's eyes widened in surprise, almost thinking she had misheard: "?"
Xie Zhiyan extended his hand towards her, his eyes deep and focused: "I am a military commander, I am not afraid of pain."
"If I could bear the pain of childbirth for my wife, I would be happy to do it."
Sheng Puzhu felt as if the softest part of her heart was hit hard. She sat up and looked at him without blinking.
His eyes were red and he looked like he was about to cry.
"My wife."
"Madame Yan is here." Madame Du deliberately raised her voice a little, interrupting Sheng Puju's tears that were about to flow.
Xie Zhiyan simply picked up Sheng Puzhu like a child, covering her eyes with his thick palms.
He whispered soothingly, gently wiping away the moisture from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said hoarsely, "Why are you crying for no reason?"
Sheng Puzhu bit her lips hard, but instead of stopping, these words seemed to bring out more tears, which fell like pearls. She snuggled into his arms regardless of anything else and refused to leave.
Not until the front of her clothes was soaked with tears did Sheng Puzhu break free from her emotions. She sobbed softly but remained silent.
Outside, Madam Du called out again, and Xie Zhiyan stood up and carefully placed the person in his arms on the soft couch: "I'll go out and take a look first."
Sheng Puzhu nodded with red eyes. It was already dark outside the window. If it was not an important matter, Princess Shoukang would never let Nanny Yan come to disturb her.
Xie Zhiyan casually grabbed the outer robe beside him and put it on. His every move and gesture was still that of the elegant and self-respecting Xie Sanlang.
"But does mother have any instructions?"
"My lord, something happened to Madam Qingwan in Yongzhou." Nanny Yan said with a pale face.
Sheng Puzhu put a wet handkerchief on his slightly red and swollen eyes for a while to make sure no one could see anything unusual before he slowly walked out.
"My dear?" Sheng Puzhu noticed that the atmosphere was not right as she walked around the screen.
Xie Zhiyan stared at the rising cold moon outside the window. His handsome and upright back revealed an indescribable coldness.
"Bozhu."
"Madame Yan just said that Qingwan passed away the night before yesterday..."
Xie Zhiyan turned around, and the moonlight fell on the peak of his nose, outlining the sharp lines.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Puzhu was stunned, his eyes became a little dazed, as if he was pushed by an invisible hand, and he took half a step back.
Although she and Xie Qingwan had only met once, she had the impression that she was a gentle and quiet girl. After marriage, she often heard about her virtuous character from the elders.
What's more, a few hours ago, the eldest lady Qin was still boasting with a happy face that the eldest lady of the Xie family had just given birth to a new baby for the Luo family.
"Hasn't she given birth to a child successfully?"
"Why?"
Sheng Puzhu froze in place, his voice hoarse and filled with disbelief and trance: "It's too sudden."
Xie Zhiyan raised his eyes, his eyes were dark and dark, and he pursed his thin lips. Every word he said was filled with coldness: "The old woman who brought the news said that he died of puerperal fever."
"Puerperal fever?" Sheng Puzhu frowned, clearly unconvinced. "It's winter now, and the hottest days of autumn and summer, when women are most likely to develop high fevers, are over. While it's not impossible, how could the wealthy Luo family of Yongzhou be so lacking in experienced midwives and nannies?"
"As long as we take good care of it, this kind of thing will never happen."
Xie Zhiyan held Sheng Puzhu's slightly cold hand and said, "Let's go to mother first."
Sheng Puzhu nodded silently and let him lead the way.
The night was deep, and the cold wind swept across the corridor, bringing a biting chill.
The couple walked silently under the corridor. When they passed the garden, they heard heart-wrenching cries on the wind, which were only separated by a wall from the eldest wife's new mansion. In the lonely winter night, the sound was particularly shrill and harsh, full of despair.
Sheng Puzhu paused slightly and subconsciously glanced towards the high wall on the west side: "It's Qin's voice."
Xie Zhiyan noticed her movements and tightened his grip on her hand: "Yeah."
In Princess Shoukang's courtyard, only a few candles were lit. The dim light cast deep shadows on the windows. The shadows swayed, like the howling of unwilling souls.
"Are you here?" Princess Shoukang didn't raise her eyes immediately after hearing the footsteps. She just pointed to the side and said tiredly, "Sit down first. I'll ask Nanny Yan to bring you some hot tea."
"I just had the old woman who delivered the message arrested and interrogated."
Princess Shoukang raised her hand and pressed it between her eyebrows, as if coming back to her senses from her sorrow. "It's not the Luo family who's serving me. They just said that the money for this trip is sufficient."
She snorted coldly: "It's not like all the servants in the Luo family are dead. Why would they specially find an unfamiliar maid to come here?"
"I guess Qingwan's death was not dignified enough. The Luo family was afraid of making mistakes, so they had to pay someone to announce the death."
Sheng Puzhu listened, and only when Princess Shoukang became excited did he quietly hold her hand to comfort her.
"Qingwan is two years older than Sanlang. When I had a miscarriage, Qingwan was born safely. When I look at her, I always think that if nothing unexpected had happened, my child would have been as lively as Qingwan."
"With so much attention paid to her, I naturally developed a liking for her. Plus, she was naturally pretty, and as she grew up, she developed a gentle and quiet temperament."
Princess Shoukang sighed, "She later went to Yongzhou. At first, she often corresponded with me, but later the relationship between the eldest branch and us gradually deteriorated. She must have distanced herself from me to avoid suspicion."
"A few years ago, I was worried and asked Nanny Yan to go to Yongzhou in person. Seeing that she was fine, I thought it was just a shallow fate."
Sheng Puzhu raised her head and looked at the eldest princess, who was unable to suppress her grief. "Mother, should we go to Yongzhou?"
Princess Shoukang paused for a moment and slowly shook her head: "No."
"He passed away the day before yesterday, and the news of his death was only sent today. Yongzhou is only an hour away from Chang'an if you ride at full speed."
"I'm afraid the funeral has been hastily arranged, and they only called for information today."
Although she would not go to Yongzhou, Sheng Puzhu believed that given her mother-in-law's protective nature, she would never let the Luo family go easily.
As expected, she heard Princess Shoukang's voice lowered, "I don't know what Qin is thinking, but even though Qingwan isn't my biological daughter, I raised her under her care. Since she was born to the Xie family, she can't die in such an unclear way."
Xie Zhiyan stood up, his eyes sharp: "Mother, you say."
Princess Shoukang's expression was somewhat grim. "Sanlang, go to Yongzhou. Don't alarm the Luo family. Try to secretly capture a few of the maids who served Qingwan in her room, or those close to Luo's family, and interrogate them to find out exactly what happened."
"That's exactly what my son meant." Xie Zhiyan nodded immediately.
The winter night was cold, and the wind and rain at this moment added a bit of solemnity.
Xie Zhiyan was dressed in a tight-fitting suit and a black cloak. He had already mounted his horse outside the gate of Duke Jingguo's mansion and headed straight for Yongzhou.
The cold raindrops fell on his angular cheeks, quickly condensing into tiny water beads, wetting his eyelashes, making it even more difficult to see the emotions surging deep in his eyes.
Sheng Puzhu stood in front of the Duke's Mansion, watching the figure on horseback quickly disappear into the rainy night. She supported Princess Shoukang and said, "Mother, let's go back first."
The next morning, Sheng Puzhu was awakened by a loud noise.
"What's going on?"
Nanny Du lowered her voice, "The eldest lady wanted to see the eldest princess, but was stopped outside the Moon Viewing Pavilion, so there was a commotion."
Sheng Puzhu moved her body huddled under the brocade quilt and squinted her eyes. “If she comes, Madam will refuse her for me.”
"yes."
As expected, Qin's attempt to see Princess Shoukang was unsuccessful, so she went to Yunyu Hall for help.
Just after noon, the weather was gloomy and cold. Xie Zhiyan returned from Yongzhou. He had not slept all night and his eyes were red.
Yunyu Hall.
"I'm going to my mother's place." Xie Zhiyan hurriedly drank a cup of hot tea.
Sheng Puzhu quickly stood up and said, "I'll go with my husband."
"Have you found out?" Princess Shoukang's lips were a little pale, and she looked even less energetic.
"Um."
Xie Zhiyan gave a brief account of what he had found out.
It turns out that Xie Qingwan's death was not an accident, but was caused by Luo Xian, the eldest son of the Luo family, with the connivance of the elders of the Luo family.
However, the truth is shockingly cruel.
It turned out that everything was fine for the first few years after Xie Qingwan married to Yongzhou, but after she gave birth to her eldest daughter, Luo Xian's true nature gradually revealed.
Not only was he violent, he would beat Xie Qingwan up at the slightest provocation, and over the years, new wounds often formed before the old ones healed.
But Xie Qingwan was arrogant and wrote letters to her eldest son many times to express her feelings. However, every time she received a reply from her family, her father scolded her. Gradually, she stopped complaining and didn't care about her husband. She just wanted to raise her eldest daughter and live her life without fighting or competing.
But Luo Xian, seeing that Xie Qingwan did not resist, tortured her even more severely.
In the past few years, Xie Qingwan had been beaten to the point of having at least three miscarriages. This time, she was already very weak from giving birth, and her lochia had not yet cleared. However, Luo Xian, this scum with a beastly heart, ignored her pleas and forced herself to have sex with her.
After this brutal act, Xie Qingwan immediately suffered from heavy bleeding and a high fever, which led to puerperal fever. Within two or three days, no medicine could cure her and she died.
The head of the Luo family knew very well that if this matter were to be spread, not only would his eldest son Luo Xian's career be ruined, but he himself might also lose his position as the governor of Yongzhou.
Moreover, their Luo family must give an explanation to the eldest branch of the Xie family. Although the marriage and cooperation between the two families is a foregone conclusion, no one wants to offend Xie Juyuan at this critical juncture.
So they simply dealt with all the maids and servants around Xie Qingwan who knew about the situation, and then hurriedly buried her. After everything was done, they sent someone to report the death to Xie's family, saying only that it was puerperal fever caused by postpartum weakness.
After hearing this, Sheng Puzhu was stunned for a long time.
She really couldn't imagine how much pain Xie Qingwan must have been in before her death, and she had clearly asked Qin whether she had received the letter from Yongzhou.
Princess Shoukang took a deep breath, moved her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, feeling as if her heart was blocked and it was difficult for her to speak: "Send someone to call Qin."
Before Nanny Yan left, she asked the maid to come and report: "Madam, the eldest master of the main house is here and is outside the flower hall."
Princess Shoukang's hands and feet were cold, and her throat was extremely dry. "Tell him to get out. I won't see you."
"Call Qin."
"yes."
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