Wang Lingyi thought of the court's verdict. If the baby could be born alive, it would probably be disabled, mentally retarded, and sickly for the rest of its life. It might also die in the womb, leaving two lives in jeopardy.
She closed her eyes and instructed Huang Xiang and Qing Dai: "Please call the judge and the female doctor." After all, she had to give it up.
Young Marquis Jiang Heng watched Chunliu drink the poison on the farm with mixed emotions. Chunliu's appearance was outstanding among the maids, and her eyes were particularly lively. Now she looked pitiful after being beaten with a stick, with a pale face. She was also living on the farm as a criminal, so she had no way of getting the food and daily life of a marquis.
Although she was a servant, she was always well fed and clothed because she accompanied her master, so how could she not have it badly? Jiang Heng looked at the furnishings in the room and her pale face, and even after seeing the blood letter, his heart softened.
The poison should have been drunk long ago, but because the Marquis still treated Chunliu differently, the servants didn't dare force her and just left it there. Chunliu then waited for the young Marquis. If he came, she would pick up the bowl and drink. If he didn't come, she wouldn't drink.
Now that her master was here, tears fell into the bowl as she drank. She took a sip, looked at Jiang Heng with tears in her eyes, then lowered her head and continued drinking obediently. Jiang Heng finally reached out and grabbed the bowl and threw it aside.
In Jiang Heng's view, Chunliu had simply made a mistake, momentarily losing her composure and doing the wrong thing. He simply looked at her and asked, "Why poisoned you?" Chunliu's heart sank for a moment, but her familiarity with the young marquis helped her regain her composure.
After the incident, Jiang Heng was furious and beat Chunliu. He also questioned her, but Chunliu simply refused to answer. Old Madam Yun, upon hearing reports of what had happened at Lanting Garden, feared a commotion would cause too much trouble, so she took Chunliu away and placed her under guard. Now, out of the public eye, Jiang Heng wanted to see if she had any hidden agenda.
Seeing the tears rolling down again, Chunliu turned over and knelt in front of Jiang Heng, saying softly: "Liu'er knows her mistake. Liu'er is devoted to you. With someone of your status, you shouldn't be jealous. Liu'er has also thought about stopping.
But once things started, the palace doctor and Xing'er wouldn't let me stop. They were afraid that if I stopped, we would no longer be on the same page. Master, Liu'er really knows her mistakes. Her home for this life is the Marquis' Mansion, and her world is you. Liu'er has no home now. If you don't want her anymore, her world will collapse."
Jiang Heng said, "Shut up! It seems I've been too kind to you, and I've caused you to harbor undue thoughts." He paused for a moment before continuing, "The Marquis' Mansion can't keep you. Someone will escort you out of Kyoto."
Chun Liu was shocked, and her hatred for Wang Lingyi intensified. But she simply knelt and kowtowed to Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng helped her up, but stopped her from kneeling. After a long pause, he said, "You're not feeling well after the beating. Sit down and talk."
Chunliu tugged at Jiang Heng's sleeve and said, "Since Master has spoken, Chunliu will definitely listen. But Master, can you please stay with Liu'er tonight? Liu'er is afraid that if Master leaves, they will force me to drink poison again."
Jiang Heng didn't move.
Chun Liu said, "She has the Imperial Hospital's chief judge, the female physician to look after her, the old lady, the maids who stand up for her, her family, and her brother. She has everything she needs. Even if something happens, the mansion has all the medicine. The Marquis's return would only be the icing on the cake. But Liu'er only has me, only me."
Jiang Heng sat down.
Liu'er was overjoyed, but she remained calm and said, "Master must be tired after a day. Just lie down on this bed for a while. I'll give you a massage."
Jiang Heng pressed his brows together, "I'll just lie down for a while." This bed was definitely not as comfortable as the one in the Marquis' Mansion. Liu Er made the bed as comfortable as she could, and then helped Jiang Heng take off his outer robe and untied his waist belt. She wanted to untie his hair tie, but Jiang Heng raised his hand to hold it down, "Just lie down for a while."
"Liu'er understands." After saying this, Jiang Heng gently pressed the young marquis's forehead and closed his eyes. He was indeed exhausted physically and mentally these past few days. There were things going on at home and in the defense camp. He relaxed for a while and fell asleep...
Every time Chunliu looks at the young marquis's sleeping face, she is deeply obsessed. Such a handsome man, with such eyebrows and lips, and he is so kind to others, he is the dream lover of so many girls. Even if I, Chunliu, am just a maid or a servant, so what?
Wang Lingyi, so what if she's a noble lady? So what if she's the legitimate wife? I almost killed her, but I'm still fine, right?
I really have to thank that court doctor for helping me twice before he died. It's also fortunate that he hadn't revealed himself at the time. What about pregnancy and miscarriage soup? I wasn't pregnant or miscarried. It was just a pool of menstrual blood. I wasn't forced to drink miscarriage soup. That bowl was not miscarriage soup at all. Hahahaha.
Thirty strokes of the cane. Last time, a servant stole something and was also given thirty strokes of the cane. Wang Lingyi lost half her life and a child, and the legitimate wife and eldest daughter of the Marquis's family only received thirty strokes of the cane. Those servants were still taking it easy. What kind of relationship do I have with the Marquis? All these years, which servant didn't see it? Humph!
The golden wound medicine and jade scar ointment that the Marquis had brought were also very useful. As she was thinking about it, she saw that the young Marquis was not sleeping very peacefully. He turned over with a frown on his face. She hurriedly patted him gently to comfort him, and heard him murmur, "Sister Chun..."
Chun Liu smiled brightly: "Even at this age, she's still like a child." But then she heard another voice: "Ling Yi, Ling Yi..." That careful and flattering tone made Chun Liu's hand stop immediately, and the smile on her face froze.
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