Chapter 26 Confirmed She is Pregnant
Nanny Xue smiled and scolded, "You are all the Marquis's people, why do you always come to me? If the Marquis gets angry, I'm afraid he will kick me out of the Marquis's mansion."
Wen Ning seemed to be getting a bit angry too, with a frown on her charming little face, "Then let him kick me out as well. It would be better if we two could live outside!"
The nanny scoffed, put down her needlework, and walked to Wen Ning's bedside. "Nonsense! Even if the Marquis treated you with such warmth, he would definitely lock you up in Tingsong Courtyard."
Wen Ning bit her lip, her eyes wandering as she asked without a clear reason, "Madam, do you know where the temple is that the old lady and the marquis will go to pray for blessings in a few days?"
The nanny replied, "Of course it's the Xuanfu Temple."
Xuanfu Temple!
Wen Ning’s mind instantly flashed back to that rainy night, the thatched hut in the dark, and the absurd things that happened that night!
"But it's the Xuanfu Temple on Fuyan Mountain in the western suburbs of the capital!"
Mammy patted the back of her hand and said, "That's right."
Wen Ning's pupils suddenly shrank, and her heart was filled with turmoil.
It seemed like everything that was beyond my control started from that time.
What a cruel fate that she had to return to her old place.
"Are you feeling unwell?" The nanny noticed that she looked unwell and was a little worried. "Do you need a doctor to take a look?"
"No!" Wen Ning blurted out, then realized she had overreacted and forced a smile, "It's just... I'm a little tired, just lie down for a while."
"Madam, you should go to bed early. Needling under the lamp hurts your eyes after all."
"good."
Nanny Xue looked at the slender figure under the brocade quilt and pondered in her heart.
She has been observing carefully these days.
Wen Ning eats sour plums every day.
In the menstrual box that had not been opened for a long time, there was only clean fine cotton cloth, without even a trace of brown stain.
Even when she was changing her underwear, she secretly caught a glimpse of the "fetal flower" that is not easily noticeable to ordinary people.
Although the slightly protruding belly was hidden well, it still couldn't escape her eyes.
After all, the nanny is an experienced person, and as a wet nanny, she is naturally three times more sensitive than ordinary people.
From all these things, it can almost be concluded that Wen Ning is pregnant.
But she concealed this from the Marquis.
The nanny felt that no matter what the reason was, they must tell the Marquis about this matter when they returned from praying.
…
Tangli has been serving the old lady these days. On the surface, she appears to be so gentle that water can be squeezed out of her, but in her heart, she has cursed the old lady thousands of times.
Why should she be so humble here, while that bitch Wen Ning can stay by the side of the Marquis every day, with affectionate eyes and flirting with him!
Today, when she went to the kitchen to get candied osmanthus and snow pears for the old lady, she heard several maids laughing at her.
"The Marquis is really good to that girl named Wen Ning. I heard that he always brings her snacks when he goes out for drinks."
"That's right. I heard that sometimes they even call for water at dawn. Such a beautiful lady, the Marquis must be in love with her to death."
"You said, Tangli has been in the mansion for so many years, everyone knows her feelings for the Marquis, but in the end, the Marquis would rather have that young widow than her..."
Tangli, who was standing outside the door, twitched the corners of his mouth, and two clusters of poisonous fire burned in his eyes.
She slowly loosened her hand that had pinched the bloody mark, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Then he went straight to find his brother Tang Zhu.
"Give me the medicine you mentioned last time!"
Tang Zhu was leaning on the couch. After hearing Tang Li's words, he immediately sat up and blinked his triangular eyes and said, "Oh, good sister, you finally figured it out!"
"I've already told you that this man has to use some tricks..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Give it to me now!" Tang Li's tone was filled with impatience, and she didn't want to waste any more words talking to him.
Tang Zhu seemed to be afraid that she would change her mind, so he immediately took out a hollow silver ball from the box, his eyes and eyebrows showing calculation, "This thing will scatter when it encounters wind, so be careful to keep it. A man only needs a little, and I can't leave you after keeping it for a whole night."
Tangli snatched it away, turned around and left.
Tang Zhu narrowed his sinister triangular eyes and uttered a low, hoarse sneer from his throat, "Sister, don't blame me. If he doesn't die, I'll fall into his hands sooner or later. If he dies, I can still have a taste of that little beauty..."
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but chuckle, and he felt sticky and disgusting.
…
On the eighth day of September, a group of more than 40 people from the Anyuan Marquis Mansion arrived at the guest house of Xuanfu Temple.
This courtyard is surrounded by blue brick walls and is a three-story independent courtyard hidden among ancient pines.
The old lady lived in the main room, the marquis lived in the second room, and the servants were quickly settled in according to their status.
Including today, the group will need to stay here for three days.
Tomorrow morning, we will chant sutras and pray for blessings. The old lady will add lamp oil, and the marquis will also donate silver for repairs.
The next day he packed his bags and headed home.
The day for Wen Ning to escape from the capital was set for the next night.
Wen Ning had been feeling restless all the way, but when she arrived at the temple, she felt a sense of peace and tranquility.
In the east corner of the guest house stood an old osmanthus tree, with flower buds like broken gold gathered on the old branches. When the autumn wind blew, the beeswax yellow petals wrapped in cinnabar stamens flew up, and some of them playfully drilled into the carved gaps in the window lattice.
Wen Ning was lost in thought as she stared out the window. Suddenly, she heard a deep voice beside her ear, "Do you like it here?"
She was startled and turned around suddenly, but she didn't expect that he had leaned over to get closer, their noses touching and their breaths intertwined.
Wen Ning retreated in panic, her waist resting on the half-raised window frame. The sandalwood window sash carved with flowing cloud patterns was originally propped up at an angle, and after being hit, it suddenly swayed and was about to fall.
Xie Jinglan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He held her waist with one hand and used the other hand to support the falling window sash.
Half of the green bamboo pole popped out of the groove. He flipped his wrist, and the pole spun in the air, firmly supporting half of the window sash.
Under his "oppression", Wen Ning's back almost leaned out of the window.
A gust of wind blew the golden osmanthus flowers from the tree, brushing past her drooping black hair. The petals entangled with her hair and danced, drawing messy arcs in the air.
His eyes reflected the beauty surrounded by golden osmanthus. Amidst the sweet fragrance of osmanthus, he could smell a scent that belonged only to her. Xie Jinglan couldn't help but bend down to get close to her.
Wen Ning's face flushed as she caught a glimpse of a maid sweeping the courtyard. She quickly reached out and pushed him away, then stood aside and said, "My Lord... Why is my Lord coming to this side room?"
Xie Jinglan's eyes were blazing, and he took a step forward, determined to get close to her. "If it weren't for this peaceful Buddhist place, do you think I would allow you to live in this side room?"
Wen Ning gently pressed her fingertips against his solid chest and whispered, "Since this is a Buddhist quiet place, we should... keep some distance."
Fortunately, he had good hearing, and after hearing what she said, Xie Jinglan didn't mind giving her a little punishment. But at this moment, there was a noise coming from the yard outside the house.
"Excuse me, benefactor, where is the Marquis?"
It sounds very babyish.
But I saw two little monks, about three or four years old, wearing loose gray monk robes, questioning the maid who was cleaning the house.
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