Back in the room, Thirteen carried Heyue to lie down. Heyue nestled comfortably in Thirteen's arms, quickly closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
In her sleep, Heyue felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen. When she opened her eyes, her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Thirteen was still holding her. Noticing her movement, he immediately asked, "Awake?"
Heyue clutched her lower abdomen, feeling something slowly draining from her body, and felt a little uneasy.
She gripped Thirteen's sleeve tightly and said in a trembling voice, "My stomach hurts, call a doctor."
Thirteen's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly got up and was about to go out to call for help when he saw the red stain beneath He Yue. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his face instantly drained of color. He tightly hugged He Yue and shouted, "Someone! Someone! Call a doctor!"
Heyue fainted from the pain.
After an unknown amount of time, Heyue opened her eyes again, and the first thing that welled up in her heart was a sense of loss.
My hand unconsciously went to my lower abdomen, but I couldn't feel anything.
Or was it just her imagination?
Thirteen stood guard by the bedside, holding Heyue's hand tightly. He was asleep, lying there, and blood seeped through the gauze wrapped around his arm.
He Yue felt heartbroken and a little angry; she was injured but didn't know how to take care of herself.
I tried to get up, but felt pain in my lower abdomen and lay back down weakly.
Thirteen suddenly sat up and saw Heyue lying on the bed with her eyes open. Her face lit up with joy, and she reached out to stroke Heyue's face: "You're awake? How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Looking at his joyful, anxious, and worried eyes, He Yue felt a lump in her throat. Holding back her tears, she took his hand and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Thirteen's face stiffened, and a flash of pain crossed his eyes, but he quickly smiled again: "It's nothing. The doctor said you were injured and frightened. You just need to rest."
He Yue didn't believe him and kept staring at him intently, not missing any expression on his face. She pouted and said, "But my stomach hurts."
Her arm was injured, not her stomach.
Thirteen stroked her face and smiled gently: "The doctor said it's normal to have a stomachache, don't worry about it, it'll be fine soon."
Heyue looked at him, and as she looked, she suddenly lowered her eyelashes, gave a soft "oh," and fell silent.
"Alright, you're still weak, don't talk. I've had someone brew some medicine. Drink it first, then sleep a bit more." Thirteen kissed her forehead and called for someone to bring in the medicine.
Heyue leaned quietly against the headboard, watching as Thirteen took the porcelain bowl containing black medicine that Hailan handed her. Hailan lowered her head and silently retreated.
Thirteen scooped up a spoonful of the medicine, blew on it gently, and then brought it to Heyue's lips.
He Yue looked at his gentle, expressionless face, and after a few breaths, she opened her mouth and drank the medicine.
Spoon after spoonful, though it was very bitter, Heyue didn't utter a single complaint.
When the bowl of medicine was finished, Thirteen put the empty bowl on a stool to the side, took a small piece of candied fruit from the plate and fed it to Heyue, saying with a smile, "You've been so obedient today, you haven't complained about the bitterness."
The sweet taste diluted the bitterness of the medicine. He Yue held his hand and gently raised the corners of her mouth: "With you here, even bitterness is sweet."
Thirteen's eyes lit up. He carefully lay down on the bed, hugged Heyue in his arms, and gently patted her back: "Are you tired? Get some sleep. I'll stay with you."
He Yue nodded gently, closed her eyes, and felt a deep bitterness in her heart.
How could she not sense it, that fool? After all, it disappeared from her body.
Heyue's menstrual cycle is sometimes irregular, and this time there was no reaction at all. Even though her period was a few days late, she never suspected anything. Who knew that something would happen this time.
Perhaps it's true that I'm not meant to be with this child.
To appease Shisan, Heyue pretended not to know, but in her heart she was thinking that Shisan had been waiting for so long, and now that he had finally come back, he was gone again. She wondered how sad he must be.
But now he's still thinking of keeping it from her.
In fact, Heyue was not as fragile as he imagined. Although losing her child was painful, she would not be devastated.
Thinking about the reason for this incident, Heyue's hatred for Pinggu deepened.
One day, she will avenge her lost child and Yuxiu's child.
"Has Cui Yan woken up?" He Yue asked in a hoarse voice.
Thirteen shook his head: "She hasn't woken up yet, but Steward Cui and his wife know about it and are taking care of her in the room."
He Yue nodded and stopped talking, but didn't notice the hesitation on Thirteen's face.
After Heyue fell asleep, Thirteen quietly slipped out and asked Hailan, "How's it going over there?"
Hailan suppressed her indignation, her tone still displeased: "Replying to Master, she's still crying."
"Don't let Madam know. Take good care of her," Thirteen instructed before heading towards the side room.
Upon arriving at Cui Yan's resting room, before even entering, they heard Steward Cui roar, "What are you saying? It's true that she saved the madam, but are we supposed to repay her kindness? Even if she did save her, it was what she should have done. The madam's kindness to our family is as heavy as a mountain, and no matter how much we do, we can never repay her!"
“But that doesn’t include Yanzi’s life! Yanzi almost lost her life. It was only because we begged Madam to let Yanzi into the house that her wish was fulfilled. Yanzi won’t steal Madam’s position as the principal wife. This request isn’t difficult, is it?” Cui Tianshi cried and complained.
"Shut up! Don't say that again! We're taking Yanzi back today, and we absolutely can't let her bother Master Jin and his wife anymore!" Steward Cui was furious.
Cui Tianshi cried even louder: "Yanzi isn't well yet, aren't you trying to kill her? Besides, we've done our best for Madam, and we've been worthy of her kindness. We'd be willing to spend our whole lives to repay her, but this is Yanzi's only wish. Didn't you hear? Even in her unconscious state, Yanzi was still calling for Master Jin. Why can't you grant Yanzi's wish? Even if we've wronged Madam, I'll serve her like a slave to repay her. I only ask that Madam allow Yanzi to enter the house."
Thirteen's expression grew increasingly grim, and he pushed open the door and went inside.
The people inside fell silent instantly.
Manager Cui and Madam Cui turned pale and hurriedly knelt down, stammering and unsure how to explain.
Thirteen walked straight to the table and sat down, his face ashen, without saying a word.
The Cui couple grew increasingly uneasy. Finally, the Cui steward gritted his teeth and kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "Please forgive my wife's nonsense, Master Jin. We would never dare to do such an ungrateful thing. Once Yanzi is better, we will take her home immediately and will never let her cause trouble for Master Jin and his wife again."
Cui Tianshi opened her mouth to say something, but when she met her husband's warning look, she could only lower her head dejectedly and dare not say anything more.
Thirteen tapped the table lightly with his index finger, his face devoid of any smile. He stared intently at Cui Tianshi, who had her head bowed, for a while until Cui Tianshi broke out in a cold sweat. Then he turned to Steward Cui and said, "I will pretend I didn't hear about what happened today. Madam is injured and unwell, so you don't need to disturb her. Cui Yan saved my wife, so I will not mistreat her. I will find her a good marriage so that she can live a peaceful and carefree life."
Cui Tianshi looked up abruptly, in disbelief.
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