Chapter 35: Jiazhi
"Madam Huang has been toiling tirelessly since she became pregnant. She was already weak and should have taken good care of the fetus." Doctor Liang, who had been following Yang Jiazhi's pulse diagnosis, immediately understood. "It seems she was overthinking, and the tragedy she encountered caused her miscarriage. Fortunately, she was brought in early, otherwise she would have had a miscarriage."
Huichuntang quickly gave her the pills and asked the back hall to boil the medicine and send it over quickly.
Huang Min felt heavy-hearted and asked the doctor, "Then... I'm about to go to Shuzhong to take up my post. If I take my wife and children with me..."
"Absolutely not! Your Madam is already weak from this pregnancy, and the Shu Road is difficult and winding, which would cost even a good person half his life. Letting a woman with such an unstable pulse go on this journey is absolutely not allowed!"
Huang Min nodded silently, took the prepared medicine and fed it to Yang Jiazhi.
Seeing them feeding and drinking medicine, each shedding tears, Qian Deng asked, "What happened to Sister? Can you tell me a little?"
Yang Jiazhi looked at her and burst into tears before he even opened his mouth to speak. He even choked on the medicine.
"This is unbelievable. Ever since Jiazhi became pregnant, Yan'er has been in a lot of trouble. I've been stuck in the Ministry of Justice cleaning up the mess. Jiazhi has to run the household and take care of the child all by herself, which is already difficult. Then the other day, Yan'er suddenly had a seizure, and in her muttering..." Huang Min's eyes fell on Yang Jiazhi's bulging belly, and she sighed, "She kept calling for her sister."
Qiandeng knew that the Huang family had no relatives in the capital, and Jiazhi currently only had Huang Yan as a child, so his eyes fell on Yang Jiazhi's arms.
Yang Jiazhi stroked her belly and cried, "I was weak before, and Yan'er was worried when I was in pain. I always touched my belly and told him, Yan'er, don't worry, everything will be fine when your sister is born. Then she will call you brother and grow up and play with you..."
Qiandeng understood: "I guess Yan'er is worried about his mother and sister, and he is thinking about them all the time even when he is sick."
"But while my parents were praying to the gods, they found a fortune teller to ask if there was anything fishy going on in the house. The fortune teller calculated with his fingers and said that the child Jiazhi was carrying would clash with the rest of the family. If it was a boy, it would be fine, but if it was a girl, she might be the reincarnation of an evil spirit, which would cause the whole family to be torn apart and suffer no peace..."
Qian Deng listened to his words, unconsciously raised his hand, gently stroked his severed right eyebrow, and pursed his lips.
"It just so happened that Doctor Liang, who was quite experienced in taking pulses, had already said that Jiazhi's baby might be a girl. My parents were already terrified when they heard this, and Yan'er had a high fever that night and occasionally called her sister, so they rushed to find a solution. The fortune teller simply said that the family couldn't keep the child. After Jiazhi and I begged them several times, they finally relented and said that if the baby was a girl, they would give her to a nunnery and we would never see each other again. But how could Jiazhi and I be willing to abandon our own flesh and blood? So, I, an unfilial son, had a falling out with my parents. Although the road to Shu is difficult, I still want to take Jiazhi with me to take up my post. Otherwise, she and her daughter will have no chance of survival if they stay in the capital."
But now considering Yang Jiazhi's physical condition, she could not go with him to Shu, and her parents-in-law would not approve of her going back. The couple sat in the clinic, looking at each other in tears, not knowing what to do.
"If Sister Jiazhi doesn't mind, I'll arrange a place for you to stay," Qiandeng suggested. "Originally, there was a funeral in my mansion, and Sister Jiazhi was pregnant, so it wouldn't be suitable for her to come. But because the kitchen burned down yesterday, we've rented a vacant house next door and temporarily opened up the courtyard wall for easier access. Actually, only the kitchen is used; the rest of the house is empty. That family courtyard is quiet and elegant, perfect for recuperation. Furthermore, it's connected to the palace, and my aunt is in the west courtyard, so it's convenient for visiting and taking care of her. Isn't it perfect?"
When they heard that there was such a suitable place to live, the couple were very surprised and the sadness on their faces faded a lot.
"Then it's settled. Brother-in-law, go home and move Sister Jiazhi's daily necessities here. We'll go back to the palace first to meet with Auntie and explain everything."
This change happened too quickly. When Qiandeng and Yang Jiazhi returned to the Changhua Palace, Lu Wulin had just harnessed the carriage and had not even packed Yang Huaijiang's luggage. When he looked up, he saw Daimao supporting Yang Jiazhi in the door and was stunned.
Lady Dingxiang, who was packing up with Madam Ge, turned around and saw Yang Jiazhi and was also stunned.
She glanced at Qian Deng, thinking that she was trying to stop Yang Huaijiang from leaving. She then stopped Yang Jiazhi, who was about to bow, and asked, "Why don't you stay at home and take care of your pregnancy instead of coming here?"
When she entered the house and heard the whole story, she immediately frowned.
"Is the doctor's pulse accurate? He said you're pregnant with a girl."
Yang Jiazhi nodded hesitantly: "I heard that Doctor Liang is very accurate in taking pulses. Besides, this baby feels quite different from Huaiyan's when she was a child. I think it is 80% correct."
"Then you're truly foolish! Yan'er is still sick, how could you abandon your son and go out to give birth?" Lady Dingxiang rebuked her mercilessly. "Now that things have come to this, if it's a son by chance, you can still go back. But if it's a daughter, how will you be accepted by your in-laws?"
Yang Jiazhi had never expected her mother to scold her so mercilessly. She stroked her belly and choked up, "But even if this is a daughter, she is still my own flesh and blood. She grew up day by day in my belly. How could I give her up?"
"Oh, a piece of unborn flesh, what's so hard to throw away?" Lady Dingxiang's words were harsh and stern, and she scolded Yang Jiazhi immediately, "Open your eyes and look at yourself first. You still have decades to live. Are you going to ruin your life for such an evil creature? A daughter, what's the use of a daughter? Even if you die, won't it be your son who will preside over the funeral and bury you in the Huang family's ancestral tomb? You lost your son, and you want to keep this useless thing? You are really foolish!"
Qiandeng saw that Yang Jiazhi's face turned pale due to being scolded, and his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't breathe out, and even his eyes were dazed.
She quickly supported Yang Jiazhi's shoulders, patted her back, and said to Madam Dingxiang, "Aunt, Jiazhi just had a miscarriage. You should at least be considerate of her. Besides, you care deeply about your cousin, so why are you so harsh on your daughter and granddaughter?"
Lady Dingxiang snorted, turned her head away without saying a word, her shoulders trembling slightly with anger.
Qiandeng helped Yang Jiazhi to stand up. When he turned around, he saw the bronze mirror on the dressing table reflecting the side of Lady Dingxiang turned away.
Big tears were rolling down her cheeks.
Qiandeng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why this aunt who always only cared about gains and losses suddenly broke down and lost control.
She held Yang Jiazhi and hesitated, not knowing whether to leave.
After a long silence, Qian Deng asked, "I'm planning to let Sister Jiazhi stay in the courtyard next door temporarily. What do you think, Aunt?"
"Now that things have come to this, this is the only way. Let me... talk to the Huang family first." Lady Dingxiang turned her head, having already wiped away her tears, and returned to her usual calm and composed appearance as the mistress of a wealthy family, with only an expression of anger and depression on her face.
The anger and tears just now seemed to be just Qiandeng's illusion.
The nanny from the outer room came to report that Huang Min had already moved the things in. It seemed that he had already made plans and packed everything, so he was moving very quickly.
After meeting his mother-in-law, Huang Min asked, "I heard Huaijiang has also been chosen as a candidate for the County Lady's husband. That's a good thing. Jiazhi and I should go congratulate him. Is he in the County Lady's backyard now?"
When this matter was brought up, Lady Dingxiang's expression became even uglier. "Forget it. The palace burned down the kitchen yesterday, and Huaijiang accidentally burned his face, and it's been difficult for him to recover. Now he... well, he's hiding in the house and doesn't want to see anyone. Jiazhi is pregnant now, so it's not appropriate to scare or upset her. It's better not to see her."
From what she said, Yang Jiazhi realized that Yang Huaijiang's face seemed to be seriously injured, so she looked at Qiandeng inquiringly.
Qian Deng also agreed: "My cousin is in the backyard now. When he feels better in a few days, he will definitely come over."
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