Chapter 163 Dong Ning's Miscarriage
Hearing Dong Ning's words, Song Yunhe's pupils suddenly constricted. He looked down at Dong Ning, then at Xi Qingtong, who was holding the bowl. Everything became clear. (2000 words have been added to the previous chapter. Click to go to the previous chapter, exit, and refresh to see it.)
"Xi Qingtong, what are you doing?" Song Yunhe's voice trembled, his eyes full of disbelief.
Xi Qingtong stumbled back two steps, the ferocity on her face gradually fading, replaced by a daze. She opened her mouth and said, "I just wanted to give her some tonic..."
"Tonic? Should tonics be drunk by mouth?"
Song Yunhe didn't believe it at all. He squatted down and looked at Dong Ning, "Are you really...really pregnant?"
Dong Ning nodded weakly, then hugged her abdomen and said in pain, "My stomach hurts... My stomach hurts... Sir, please call a doctor, my wife forced me to drink safflower soup..."
Song Yunhe's face instantly turned ashen. He stood up abruptly, telling the servant who had followed him to call for a doctor, and grabbed Xi Qingtong's wrist, "How could you be so cruel?!"
Xi Qingtong's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt, but she suddenly laughed out loud. She had thought that Song Yunhe would turn a blind eye to this matter out of consideration for the Xi family, but now he was like this, obviously not taking her seriously at all.
"Cruel? I only rewarded her with two bowls of nourishing soup, how could that be considered cruel? Who knew she was pregnant? She was a servant working for the Song family, yet she shamelessly had an affair with someone and got pregnant. Shouldn't she be kicked out?"
"But this child is yours."
Xi Qingtong burst into tears. She looked at Song Yunhe and asked, "How can I, your wife, cope with the fact that a lowly slave is pregnant with your child? How long have we been together? Song Yunhe, do you have any conscience? Have all the vows you made to me been eaten by dogs?"
A trace of guilt flashed across Song Yunhe's eyes, but it quickly disappeared without a trace. He said coldly, "It's common for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Qingtong, as a woman from an aristocratic family, shouldn't you have known this long ago? She's just a maid, and I didn't even give her the title of a concubine. Isn't that enough respect for you?"
Dong Ning curled up on the ground, groaning in pain. Hearing these words, her tears flowed even faster. She regretted having had such a wrong idea and seduced this cold-hearted man.
"Respect?" Xi Qingtong sneered, "With your status, you dare to take a concubine? Have you forgotten whose family you rely on?"
In Xi Qingtong's eyes, if she married Song Yunhe with her status, even if she couldn't ask Song Yunhe to stop taking concubines for the rest of his life, he couldn't do that until she gave birth to her eldest son and before she took the initiative to bring up the matter.
Since her parents were like that, Xi Qingtong naturally thought that Song Yunhe must be like that too.
"Enough!" Song Yunhe interrupted harshly, his face instantly turning as dark as ink, and flames of anger burning in his eyes.
"Xi Qingtong, I don't need you to remind me again and again who I rely on!"
"Do you think I, Song Yunhe, can't survive without the Xi family? If you are truly dissatisfied, how about I divorce you? Do you dare?"
These few words stunned Xi Qingtong. She really didn't dare. If she was still the noble lady famous in the capital, she would certainly be worthy of it. But now she has the identity of Qingwu, and her reputation is already flawed. If she divorces again, how can she marry again?
Outside the window, a burst of muffled thunder rolled by, and a summer rainstorm seemed to be approaching. Just like the atmosphere inside the house, it was extremely depressing.
Seeing that Xi Qingtong's arrogance was gradually weakening, Song Yunhe sneered and looked at Dong Ning who was rolling under his feet. Even if he had no feelings for her, the child in her belly was his after all.
The Xi Qingtong he once admired was beautiful, gentle, and kind, a noble lady sought after by thousands of people. But what about Xi Qingtong now? Beneath her beautiful exterior lies a vicious heart, and her temper is far worse than before.
Song Yunhe thought of Qingwu again and thought of Qingwu's goodness. She had been practicing medicine for many years and had saved countless lives. She would definitely not harm women and children. This was true kindness. He really regretted that he was blind and gave up Qingwu and chose Xi Qingtong.
Looking at Song Yunhe's extremely disappointed eyes, Xi Qingtong finally began to panic. "Why are you looking at me like that? Just because she said she's pregnant, it means she's pregnant? Just because she said the child is yours, it means it's yours?"
"Even if it's yours... it's just a child conceived by a lowly slave. Does the term 'firstborn son' sound good?"
What Xi Qingtong said made sense. In fact, if she hadn't done it, Song Yunhe might not want to keep the child. He really didn't want a illegitimate eldest son, but after all, it wasn't him who did it, it was someone else, so he became resentful, as if he had been looking forward to this child so much.
"No matter what, you deliberately gave Dong Ning drugs, you are a vicious woman!"
He doesn't like cruel girls, he likes gentle and kind ones. Xi Qingtong makes Song Yunhe feel scared.
Just as the two were arguing, there were hurried footsteps outside, and Song Yunhe's servant and doctor hurried in. The doctor lived in this neighborhood, very close to the Song family.
"Doctor, please take Dong Ning's pulse. Is she pregnant?"
The doctor knew who Dong Ning was after a quick glance. He squatted down and took her pulse. After a moment, he sighed, "This girl is indeed pregnant, but..."
He sniffed the scent on Dong Ning's clothes and said, "This girl drank too much safflower soup. The medicine is too strong. The fetus is premature and unstable to begin with. Now it can't be saved."
Dong Ning, however, was no longer able to care about these things. She rolled on the ground in pain, looking horrifying. Song Yunhe hurriedly asked, "Why is she doing this?"
Xi Qingtong immediately said, "She must be pretending. How could Yue Qian be in so much pain?"
The doctor glanced at Xi Qingtong. It turned out that beauty was indeed cruel. He knew that many mistresses of these wealthy families gave safflower to their pregnant concubines, but had anyone noticed that safflower had more than just the effect of aborting pregnancy?
The doctor opened the acupuncture kit and explained helplessly, "Excessive consumption of safflower can cause poisoning, abdominal pain, diarrhea, and gastrointestinal bleeding. Compared to that, the pain of miscarriage is nothing."
Song Yunhe's face darkened again when he heard this. He turned his head sharply to look at Xi Qingtong, his eyes filled with shock and anger. "How much did you let her drink?"
Xi Qingtong took a step back under the glare of his eyes and tried to defend herself: "I...how would I know this..."
Song Yunhe was too lazy to say anything more to her. He turned to the doctor and said, "Do your best to save her."
The doctor quickly gave Dong Ning acupuncture and took her to induce vomiting. When Dong Ning stood up, there was a pool of blood on her buttocks.
What this means is self-evident.
"Xi Qingtong!"
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