Chapter 2 Aunt Chen is going to drown the young master!
Chapter 2 Mrs. Chen wants to drown the young master!
The strong will to survive made Wei Zi calm down quickly. She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and taking advantage of that little stimulation, she began to adjust her breathing.
The superb medical skills ingrained in her bones allowed her to save herself calmly.
"Song Mama, Song Mama..." Wei Zi called the only trustworthy person in the room, the original owner's wet nurse.
Song's mother was so scared that she couldn't help but hold Wei Zi's hand and said in a trembling voice: "Miss... Miss, hold on -"
"What are you insisting on? It's just a reflection of your past. It doesn't matter, let's quickly tell you your last words." Wen Po, who looked unkind, said coolly.
"Song Ma, help me... expel the placenta..." Wei Zi knew very well that if the placenta was not expelled, she would die of massive hemorrhage even if she was not buried alive.
"Okay, okay - Aunt Wang, please help me." Mother Song begged Po Wen.
Po Wen stood still and said, "People are dying, so what are you busy with? I'll go out and wash my hands."
Seeing Po Wen leaving, Song's mother wanted to stop her, but was stopped by Wei Zi: "You don't have to ask her... My contractions are not strong enough, you can take out the placenta with your hands..."
"Miss, I can't-"
"You can do it, don't be afraid. Just do as I say and wash your hands first..."
Seeing that Wei Zi's forehead was full of blue veins and he was talking with all his strength, Song's mother gritted her teeth, rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands.
Song's mother's hand was not very smooth in Wei Zi's body. Wei Zi was almost suffocated by the pain, and his eyes were filled with blackness again and again.
"It's out, it's out!" Song's mother almost cried as she held a ball of bloody things.
"Song Ma, you did a good job... Next, you help me get rid of lochia..."
Once again, Wei Zi was so painful that he almost died.
But she finally got over it.
"Miss, it's okay, it's okay..." Song's mother wiped her tears with her bloody hands and wiped the blood from her face.
Wei Zi seemed to have walked through the gate of hell again, her whole body was weak and even breathing was difficult.
This body was so weak, no wonder it fell into suspended animation. As for being buried alive, she now understood that it was not that she had done anything wrong, but that someone did not want her to live.
"Miss, miss!"
The little maid Cuicui ran in crying and knelt in front of Wei Zi, her face covered with snot and tears: "Sister-in-law Chen...Sister-in-law Chen took the young master from my hands and wanted to drown him!"
"Oh my god——" Song's mother cried sadly.
Wei Zi pursed her lips tightly.
Not only does she occupy the original owner's body, but she also possesses all her memories.
The original owner was also named Wei Zi, and she was the legitimate daughter of the Emperor Shang of the Yun Kingdom. Due to her biological mother's early death, she had a cowardly personality and had no status or voice in the Wei family.
When he was sixteen years old, the Prince of Yan came to propose marriage based on the previous agreement between the two families. It was originally a big pie from the sky, but because the groom was the second son who was always lingering on the bedside, even the concubines of the Wei family were unwilling to go. In the end, the original owner was pushed away.
Got out.
She had to get married anyway, so the original owner cried for several nights and accepted her fate.
Unexpectedly, shortly after the engagement, she was robbed of her innocence by a strange man and became pregnant.
This scandal caused the Wei family to be deprived of their imperial merchant status.
Master Wei was furious, and Wei Zhuang, the mother-in-law of the Wei family, took the opportunity to drive her out of the Wei family and throw her into a courtyard in the countryside. The original owner spent her pregnancy miserably in the courtyard. When she was about to give birth, Wei Zhuang took her with her.
Someone came to give her a baby.
The original owner may not know the reason.
Wei Zi guessed it.
The original owner's coffin contained witchcraft to block her path to reincarnation, and Wei Zhuang was from southern Xinjiang and was a witch.
In other words, the Wei Zhuang family wanted to use the original owner to give birth, causing one death and two deaths, so that she could die for a legitimate reason.
But the original owner was very proud and the child was born safely.
Then Mrs. Chen, who was specially sent by the Wei Zhuang family, could only take action.
"Cui Cui, wrap me in a quilt. Mother Song, carry me out."
"Miss, you can't see the wind——"
"He won't die if he sees the wind, but if I don't go out, the child will die." Wei Zi gasped and interrupted her.
Cuicui and Song Ma had no choice but to follow orders.
In the yard, Mrs. Chen, a servant of the Wei family, was holding the child upside down and was about to throw the naked child into the water.
"Stop!" Wei Zi said sharply.
Mrs. Chen was startled by the drink. She had never heard the weak Wei Zi speak in such a tone.
However, Mrs. Chen quickly realized what she was doing and said, "The child is sick and won't survive. Rather than stay in this world and suffer, it's better to let him go as soon as possible."
Wei Zi's eyes were sharp: "This child is the son of the eldest son of Prince Yan's palace. Do you dare to kill him?"
It is one thing for a child to have a miserable life experience, but his identity lies there after all. Mrs. Chen hesitated.
At this time, a domineering and somewhat unruly voice came from the door:
"Killing people? Let's see, how is this technique? Is it worthy of publicity?"
