He hadn't expected this outcome.
But he felt no remorse.
“If I hadn’t been injured by you, I wouldn’t have fallen into Jiang Qi’s hands, nor would I have been humiliated. So it can’t be blamed on the Jiang family.”
Jiang Shumiao was furious. "I didn't even expect to be able to come back to life. Besides, who gave you the right to reverse time and travel through space?"
Well, we've come full circle.
Cause and effect, a closed logical loop.
There is no solution to this problem.
Wen Zhixuan felt a headache coming on; this kid was definitely here to bring him bad luck.
"Thank you for saving me that day, Princess. I am deeply grateful. However, it is not easy to find someone in this vast world. You need not trouble yourself with this matter."
Jiang Shumiao didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but since the Wen family had been supporting her for many years, the cause and effect had been established, and she couldn't stand idly by.
As she left, she said one more thing.
"You have a lot of karmic debts on your hands. You should persuade your cousin that the child in her womb cannot be kept. Otherwise, if she loses her life, you will also bear the karmic consequences."
Wen Zhixuan naturally understood this principle.
So he had another in-depth conversation with Shen Qinghe.
“We already have one child, Yi Cheng, who is just over three years old. You don’t want him to lose his mother at such a young age, do you?”
Her son was Shen Qinghe's Achilles' heel.
Her eyes reddened.
"Do you care about the child, or me?"
This is tantamount to asking a question you already know the answer to.
The vast majority of men only care about their own flesh and blood, and some even believe that women are merely vessels for them to continue their lineage.
Although Wen Zhixuan wasn't that much of a scoundrel, his feelings for Shen Qinghe were indeed shallow.
However, he knew he couldn't upset Shen Qinghe at this time.
"You are my wife, Yi Cheng is my child, you are the only two relatives I have in this world."
That's true.
Even when he was filled with hatred, he subconsciously regarded Shen Qinghe as a source of spiritual comfort.
Later, after having a son, this affection shifted to Wen Yicheng.
Shen Qinghe wasn't jealous of her son; she just wanted to have a legitimate child with Wen Zhixuan.
A child who is accepted by worldly customs and etiquette.
But why couldn't it be saved?
Wen Zhixuan held her hand. “Everyone’s life is equally precious. In my time, an embryo was not considered a person in the true sense of the word and was not as important as its mother.”
A look of emotion crossed Shen Qinghe's eyes.
Wen Zhixuan continued to persuade, "While the pregnancy is still in its early stages, it will cause less harm to your body."
Looking into his almost tender eyes, Shen Qinghe finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
When the safflower soup was served to her, she closed her eyes, drank it all in one gulp, and tears streamed down her face.
If Wen Zhixuan didn't call a doctor, this matter could easily become evidence that he mistreated his wife, giving the situation another handle to use against him.
He can do what doctors can do.
He could also alleviate Shen Qinghe's suffering.
The effects of the medication took hold quickly.
Shen Qinghe clutched her stomach, her face pale with pain.
Wen Zhixuan placed one hand on her stomach, and a warm current rose from her abdomen, slowly easing the pain.
Shen Qinghe stared wide-eyed, waiting for the final result.
Wen Zhixuan's expression suddenly changed.
This child...
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