When Jiang Heng woke up, Xuan Fei was still outside, shouting and calling for the young marquis.
Chunliu helped him get up, fastened his belt, put on his outer robe, and arranged his hair. Jiang Heng asked her why she didn't wake him up.
Chun Liu said that she saw that he was too tired and was reluctant to wake him up, but Xuan Fei was screaming outside and refused to listen when she was asked to be quiet.
Jiang Heng finally turned cold and scolded Chun Liu, thinking that if he had taught her the rules in this way before, she probably would not have dared to poison the mistress.
After they left the house, Xuan Fei was still yelling and shouting, but she suddenly fell silent when she saw Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng asked as they walked away, "Did your wife teach you to be so unruly?"
Xuan Fei recalled Qing Dai's instructions and said directly, "I have reported it according to the rules. But does the Marquis want Xuan Fei to follow the rules of the Marquis' Mansion or the rules of that Miss Chun?
If I follow the rules of the Marquis' Mansion, I won't be able to break Miss Chun's disobedience. It seems that Miss Chun's disobedience is even worse than the rules of the Marquis' Mansion! "
After hearing this, Jiang Heng stopped walking and glanced at Xuan Fei. Xuan Fei encouraged himself in his heart, "I didn't say anything wrong," and then knelt down for some reason.
Jiang Heng walked by and whispered to Xuan Fei, "You are her maid, and she will teach you how to handle it. Get up."
Jiang Heng had been raised in luxury, and whenever he was willing to humble himself and coax someone, he acted like a sentimental young man, not caring about his appearance. But more often than not, he was aloof and aloof, with the dignity of a superior.
Born into a military family in the Ningyuan Marquisate, Jiang Heng went to the military camp with his father at the age of thirteen. Once he mounted his horse, he showed a completely different temperament.
Xuan Fei and the other three had only recently arrived at Wang Lingyi's side and had never witnessed the aloofness of her son-in-law as he rode away. They hurriedly rode their own horses to catch up, thinking, "I thought he was a handsome dandy, but maybe not?" Then they thought, even if he wasn't a dandy, he was still a blind man who favored his concubine over his wife.
Wang Lingyi began to feel abdominal pain, a dull, throbbing pain like a knife blade stirring in her. At first, she cried in pain, and later she bit the handkerchief in her mouth in pain. The tears were still falling silently, and her teeth were biting so hard that blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. Her whole body was covered in sweat, layers of cold sweat.
Bi Cui came out to ask the imperial physician, and the judge asked about the situation in detail. He only said that the pain was different for each person, but this was a poisonous fetus, so it might be more difficult to abort.
He only told Bi Cui to keep an eye on the time. If the pregnancy could not be aborted within one hour from now, it would be dangerous; if it could not be aborted within two hours, it would be extremely dangerous.
Wang Lingyi had a miscarriage within an hour. The female doctor diagnosed the situation, and Bitui only saw a pool of blood. Bitui thought that everything was fine and over, so she busied herself wiping the young lady's sweat, bringing her hot water, and clean clothes.
Chi Zhu brought the medicinal soup. Wang Lingyi took a sip when she suddenly felt a surge of heat flowing through her body. Blood, so much blood. The three female doctors surrounded her.
The blood seemed to be gushing out of Wang Lingyi's body non-stop. She felt no pain, only that all her strength had been drained away. Before closing her eyes, she whispered, "Mother. Jianjun."
Jiang Heng burst through the door amidst the panic of the servants. When he rushed to Wang Lingyi's side, he heard the low cry of "Jianjun". It was like thunder striking his heart. He took her hand and said, "I'm here, Lingyi, I'm here."
Shen had also hurried to the mansion, bringing with her newly acquired century-old ginseng, and had used all the hemostatics, both internally and externally. Yun had earlier ordered someone to open the storehouse, only to discover that the century-old ginseng had been taken by the young marquis. Upon inquiry, she learned that it had been given to Chunliu, who had been beaten and had a miscarriage. She was furious.
Fortunately, Shen brought ginseng and hurriedly ordered someone to give it to her daughter-in-law. She then gave her son a fierce look. Yun started to have a headache again and her heart was pounding. She felt so embarrassed in front of Shen. Alas, this son was such a bad boy.
The bleeding had stopped, but the patient remained unconscious. Three days had passed. The young marquis had been lying beside Wang Lingyi, then standing, watching her, holding her. It was best when she was asleep, so he could hold her.
For the past three days, the young marquis has been in Wang Lingyi's courtyard, so naturally he's been ordering around Wang Lingyi's maids. "Serve the tea, set the table, get the brush and ink, and get your outer robe. Go to the front yard and ask my servant to bring it over."
The maids dared not speak out in anger. Most of the time, he didn't order them around, but simply stayed with Wang Lingyi, lying beside her reading, sitting on the small couch beside her writing, or whispering to her.
That day Xuanqing came to report that the servant in the front yard had told him that the thing the master wanted had been found.
Jiang Heng said, "Show it to me."
The items were placed on display: three 100-year-old ginseng plants, along with other ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and polygonum multiflorum. Jiang Heng instructed Xuan Mo and Xuan Qing to take one to his father-in-law and mother-in-law's house, then Xiang Xiang asked Qing Dai to go to the warehouse and select some cloth, tea leaves, jade ruyi, and other items to send over as well.
One was sent back to Xuan Cang to the warehouse. One was sent to Huang Xiang to be delivered to Wang Lingyi. The remaining ginseng, ganoderma, and Polygonum multiflorum, all aged forty or fifty years, were taken to the court judge, who would use them as medicine for Lingyi as appropriate.
Huang Xiang said to Chi Zhu, "What's the point of being nice to our girl now? It was clearly Chun Liu who harmed her. Don't let her be punished, and protect her well. Now you've stabbed her to the bone, and now you're putting on a cotton coat? How can that warm her up? How can the wound heal?"
The young marquis sat on the couch, holding a book, his eyes looking at Lingyi.
It was at this moment that Wang Lingyi awoke. Her confused gaze gradually cleared, and their eyes met. After a long pause, she twitched the corners of her pale, bloodless lips, finally speaking politely, "Lord." Her voice, a greeting, was flat and calm, without a single ups and downs. Just like her calm gaze.
Jiang Heng's heart sank inch by inch. He felt that his thoughts while he was staring at her in a daze these past few days were as pitiful and ridiculous as a one-man show.
Several maids had already moved at the sound and started to busy themselves around her. She didn't even look at him. He stood there staring at her for a while, then strode away.
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