Yangyang is dead.

He died from the last thunder before ascending.

When she regained consciousness, she felt someone grabbing her shoulders.

Who is it?

Even death cannot let people rest in peace!

"It's out!" An excited voice came into my ears: "Congratulations, ma'am, it's a girl."

"good!"

Yun Wanrou was lying on the bed, her face pale, a smile on her lips, and she looked very weak.

The old woman put the baby girl into the basin and helped her wash the blood off her body.

Yangyang opened her eyes and looked at the strange place.

It looked like she was reborn as a newborn baby.

Just as she was trying to understand her current situation, a hand suddenly covered her mouth and nose.

[What are you doing? Let me go! Help, I can't breathe! ]

The childish voice reached Yun Wanrou's ears.

She held up her heavy eyelids and looked at the maid beside her.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, she sighed softly, thinking that she was hallucinating.

[You are such a bad old woman. I was just born and you wanted to smother me to death! ]

[Mom, help me! I finally managed to save my life, I don’t want to die like this! ]

Yangyang raised his hand to resist, and after struggling for a long time, only his index finger could move slightly.

I can’t use any of the Taoist magic I learned before.

This time, Yun Wanrou heard it clearly.

The voice was very childish, and the person who spoke was obviously a child.

But besides her, the maid and the old woman who accompanied her during childbirth, there was only...

Yun Wanrou looked at the baby girl held by the old woman in shock, and a ridiculous idea came to her mind.

Could the person who just spoke be her newborn daughter?

"Bring the child here, let me see her!"

Hearing her voice, the old woman's face changed.

But the hand covering the baby girl did not loosen at all.

"Madam, the baby has been in the belly for too long, and it's already dead...dead!"

"What?"

Yun Wanrou widened her eyes in horror and struggled to get up.

Giving birth consumed a lot of her energy, and she moved suddenly, feeling a little dizzy.

But she couldn't care less.

As soon as he calmed down, he raised his hand tremblingly and looked at the baby in the old woman's arms.

"Give me the baby!"

"Madam, you'd better not look at it. It will only make you sad. The child has no chance to be with the Marquis's Mansion. It's better to bury her in peace as soon as possible and let her be reborn into a good child in the next life!"

The old woman held the baby girl and took a step back.

The maid Wangshu was Yun Wanrou's dowry maid.

Seeing her pale face and misty eyes, I felt very uncomfortable.

This was her wife's first child. She didn't expect that he would be gone. Her wife must be very sad!

"Hurry up and take the child away, or the lady will be sad!"

Wangshu didn't even look at the old woman and waved his hand.

The old woman responded as if she had been granted amnesty, then turned and walked towards the door.

Yangyang panicked when he had a premonition of what would happen to him after leaving this room.

[Mom, I'm not dead yet. I think I can still be saved.]

[Mom, stop her now. If she really leaves this door, I will really die! ]

"Wait, bring the child here!"

The old woman paused, feeling a little uneasy.

She turned to look at Yun Wanrou and stammered, "Madam, the children are...all dead, why are you doing this!"

"Wangshu, bring the child here!"

Yun Wanrou's voice became a little colder.

She clearly heard the child talking, but she didn't believe it. Her child died just like that!

Wangshu stepped forward quickly and snatched Yangyang from the old woman's hands.

The big hand that was covering his mouth and nose loosened, and Yangyang took a breath.

[Finally saved, I was suffocating! ]

"Madam, the young lady is still alive!"

Wangshu sniffed Yangyang's breath, his eyes filled with joy.

She walked quickly forward and handed the baby girl in her arms to Yun Wanrou.

Yun Wanrou glanced down.

When I saw the red finger marks on the baby girl's face, I immediately understood everything.

Fortunately, she could hear her daughter talking, otherwise her daughter would...

Thinking of the terrible consequences, Yun Wanrou felt a tightness in her chest and glared at the old woman angrily.

"You little dog slave, who gave you the courage to murder the young master?"

"Madam, I am wronged... wronged!"

The old woman was so frightened that her legs went limp and she fell to her knees with a thud.

Seeing that she didn't admit it, Yun Wanrou clenched her fists.

"Find a few people to drag this woman away and interrogate her thoroughly. If she doesn't speak, beat her until she speaks!"

"promise!"

Wangshu responded, placed the baby girl next to Yun Wanrou, and dragged the old woman out.

The old woman turned pale and begged for mercy: "Madam, please spare my life, please spare this servant!"

Yun Wanrou ignored her, picked up the baby girl, and kissed her on the cheek with heartache.

[Wow, my dear mother, she is so beautiful! I am the daughter of the beautiful mother. When I grow up, will I be as beautiful as my mother? ]

Being praised by her own daughter, Yun Wanrou's mood eased a little.

She raised the corner of her mouth and looked down at the baby girl in her arms, only to see that she pursed her lips.

[Raised eyebrows and a short chin are signs of a short life. My mother is so beautiful, but she can only live to 35. God is too cruel! ]

[No, no, I don’t want my mother to leave me so early! ]

Yun Wanrou was stunned.

Thirty-five years old?

She is eighteen now.

If what my daughter said was true, then doesn't that mean she can only live for seventeen years?

But she was healthy and well, so how could she die so young?

“Ah, that hurts!”

"Madam, please spare my life. Please... please spare this servant of mine!"

The old woman's shouting came from outside the room.

The sound lasted for a while and suddenly stopped.

Yun Wanrou frowned and looked towards the door.

Wangshu walked in quickly, following behind Anyuan Hou Jiang Huaishu.

"Arou, thank you for your hard work!"

“It’s not hard.”

Yun Wanrou shook her head and looked at Jiang Huaishu with a smile.

Yangyang stared at her face and was completely mesmerized.

But the next moment, her body was in the air.

A man's face appeared in front of her.

[Oh my god, I'm so scared! This ordinary guy with triangular eyes and high cheekbones is my father, the Marquis? ]

[I don't want him to hug me. His eyes are fierce and his face is so fierce. He and that old woman are clearly in the same group! ]

Yun Wanrou was shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.

The person who wanted to smother her daughter was the Marquis?

How is this possible? Could it be that my daughter saw it wrong?

The smile on Yun Wanrou's face froze, and she looked at Jiang Huaishu with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Jiang Huaishu did not notice the change in her expression and his eyes fell on Yangyang.

"This child looks so much like me!"

It was as if struck by lightning.

Looks like him?

Are you going to let her live?

"Wanrou, why are you looking at me like that?"

“No…it’s okay!” Yun Wanrou shook her head: “My Lord, please help my daughter pick a name!”

"This is my first child, so I need to think carefully about the name. There's no rush."

[I say, you old man, how can you lie without blushing? Look at your child palace, which is slightly bulging, which is obviously a sign of having many children. Before I was born, you had a child with another woman! ]