Broken porcelain scattered on the ground, and fragrant, hot tea also flew onto the feet and bodies of several people.

The people standing in a row didn't dare to move.

"Master." A man spoke up bravely, "You also know the strength of Deshengchang. If they really want to hide someone, it will be difficult to find them."

Shopkeeper Song paced back and forth, his brows furrowed.

That's true.

It would have been fine at any other time, as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would not hide it from him even if it was from others, and they could have just asked around and found out. But this time, because they were following the Buddha's instructions and facing the only hope of changing the Fang family's bad luck, the two women risked their lives.

If I insist on asking, not to mention whether I can get the answer, it will easily arouse their suspicion.

Then I won’t ask.

Manager Song stopped, looking gloomy.

"The Buddha said that father and son can be safe if they don't see each other? I'll let them see what King Yan said." He said, looking at a servant standing in front of him, "Bring the things here."

The servant answered yes, went into the inner room and quickly took out a small box.

Shopkeeper Song opened it and took out a triangular paper package. He twisted it in front of his eyes with a smile on his face.

"Last time I made you happy for five years, but this time I made your baby stillborn. Let's see if you believe in fate." He said, holding out the triangular paper bag in his hand, "Let her do it."

A man took it and answered yes, then turned around and walked out quickly.

"You can hide wherever you want. I'm too lazy to look for you." The shopkeeper Song said coldly, "Even if you give birth to ten or eight children, none of you will survive."

…

The weather in late April has already started to get hot.

Lingzhi sat on the porch, grabbed the fan and fanned herself vigorously a few times, but still felt irritated, so she reached out and unbuttoned a few buttons.

Two maids came quickly over.

"Oh my girl," they said. "Don't catch a cold."

Lingzhi waved her fan and ignored him.

I thought it would be better if it cools down.

It has been almost a month since the pregnancy news broke, and her initial reactions are gone.

This is definitely not normal.

Doctor Wan said that it would take at least three months for the reaction to disappear.

And her waist...

Lingzhi stretched out his hand and pressed it, and not only did he not gain weight, he actually lost some weight.

Of course she couldn't have gained weight, it wasn't like she really had a child.

Fortunately, she didn't know if it was the false pregnancy reaction they talked about, and her period didn't come. Otherwise, she really didn't know how she would get through this month.

But next month may not be so lucky.

Lingzhi waved the fan in her hand vigorously again.

"Miss Lingzhi. Sweet and sour soup." A maid came over and said with a smile.

Looking at the soup that was delivered, Lingzhi felt like vomiting. It was so sour that it almost made his teeth ache. Only a devil would like to drink it.

But. Doctor Wan said that pregnant women love to drink this.

If she doesn't drink, won't it make people realize that she is not pregnant?

Lingzhi smiled at her, picked up the bowl of soup, gritted her teeth and drank it in one gulp.

"It's still more comfortable to drink this." She said with a forced smile.

"Don't drink anything carelessly." Old Mrs. Fang's voice came from outside the door.

Everyone in the yard stood up and saluted, watching Old Lady Fang come in.

"I didn't drink it randomly. The eldest lady cooked it herself just now." The little girl said tremblingly.

After hearing that it was cooked by the eldest wife herself, Mrs. Fang stopped asking questions.

"Why are you sitting here alone?" she frowned again.

The Fang family treasured the unborn child very much. Mrs. Fang was the one who looked after the Lingzhi personally on a daily basis. This was also the order of Mrs. Fang.

"Madam and the concubines are talking about household matters. It's getting hot. Summer clothes and ice-cutting need to be prepared." Lingzhi said hurriedly, "I didn't go far either. I just sat in the corridor. Don't worry, old lady."

Old Mrs. Fang reached out and stroked her shoulder with a loving look on her face.

"Then I'll sit with you," she said.

This was a special honor that none of the young masters or young ladies had. The maids and servants in the yard could not hide their envy when they saw Lingzhi.

Lingzhi was overjoyed, but at the same time worried.

"Please sit down, old lady." She personally helped Old Lady Fang to sit down, and then she sat down next to the old lady.

We have to get rid of this "baby" quickly.

Isn’t it said that a three-month-old baby can be seen as a mass of flesh and blood?

When the time comes, I will pretend to be a child. The blood can be faked, but how can I fake the flesh and blood?

Now the people here are watching her closely, staying with her day and night.

"How is the young master?" She thought for a moment and asked in a low voice with tears in her eyes.

"Hello, he is fine." said Mrs. Fang.

Why hasn't he died yet? If he were dead, it would be more reasonable for me to take advantage of the chaos and give birth to a child.

Lingzhi held the fan tightly.

Upon learning that Old Lady Fang had arrived, Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Yuan and Mrs. Su soon came out as well.

"I'm fine, I just came to check on her." Old Mrs. Fang smiled, looking at Lingzhi with joy and nervousness, "It's almost two months old. Isn't this the most critical time? I'm always worried."

"Don't worry, old lady. Not only three meals a day, but also the pastries and soups are all prepared by you personally. Even when you sleep, you will stay by your side and won't close your eyes." Yuan said with a smile.

"Of course I have to serve her, so that the Buddha can see my sincerity." Mrs. Fang said.

Not only did she have to protect her unborn grandson, but she also had to atone for her negligence that caused Chengyu to suffer.

Old Mrs. Fang nodded and looked around.

"There are still too many people," she said.

More?

Yuan looked at the people inside and outside.

There are only four or five maids left in Mrs. Fang's house. If there are fewer, Mrs. Fang will be the only one left.

"The Buddha said that in everything, only the closest relatives are needed." Old Lady Fang said, "Leave one on the stove here, and leave two for the little girl, that will be enough."

What did that mean? It was like being locked up.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Su's expression remained expressionless. She just did whatever the old lady and the eldest lady told her to do.

Yuan frowned.

"Don't you think this is a big deal?"

After leaving the eldest wife's yard, Yuan whispered to Su.

"How can this be a trivial matter?" Su said with a frown.

Yuan waved her hand and smiled.

"That's not what I meant. I know it's a big deal." She lowered her voice again, "But don't you think it seems strange now?"

Su looked at her.

"She is pregnant and everyone in the family treats her like a treasure. But it seems like the old lady and the eldest wife are reacting as if someone is going to harm her," Yuan said in a low voice.

"Hurt her?" Su asked, "Who hurt her?"

"Could it be that Liu'er?" Yuan thought for a moment and said, and then she covered her mouth and chuckled again, "This is really making me laugh to death."

Su glared at her.

"Don't be so ungentlemanly and talk nonsense," she said.

Yuan pursed her lips and endured the laughter.

"But it's really weird and funny," she said.

…

"Weird? What's weird about that?"

"I just don't think it's safe enough to do this right now."

In the dark night, in a room somewhere in the Fang family compound, a low conversation like this could be heard: an old male voice and a suppressed female voice.

"Don't think about it anymore, it's okay."

There was silence in the room for a moment.

"Yes." The female voice finally said.

No one spoke and the night returned to silence.

…

Because of Old Madam Fang's order, Mrs. Fang's place was almost deserted.

There were almost no people around Lingzhi, but she did not feel relieved at all. Instead, she became even more anxious.

There was no chance for him to interact with others. The eldest wife was watching him all the time, just like being in prison.

There is even less chance of small production.

Lingzhi felt hotter and hotter, so she stood up, fanning herself and walked to the tea table outside.

"Lingzhi, do you want some water?"

A female voice came from outside the door at this time.

Lingzhi heard the sound and looked over, and saw Yuanshi standing at the door with a smile on her face.

"Don't move, I'll do it." She said with a smile as she walked in quickly.