Yao Yuechan was carried back to the Yiwang Mansion when it was dark.
Song Qinghuan used the excuse of a foot injury to not leave Qianyun Residence. He only asked Aunt Sun to go to Yinyan Pavilion and delivered supplements and medicinal materials, but did not mention anything about pregnancy or miscarriage.
Grandma Sun came back from Yinyan Pavilion and replied, puzzled: "The courtyard of Yinyan Pavilion is very quiet. The slave brought the princess's words, and Concubine Yao even thanked the princess through the screen."
Although no one in the house said a word, the news of Yao Yuechan's miscarriage was widely spread outside, and no one knew about it.
Such a big thing happened, the child in the unborn child was gone, and his own reputation was completely ruined. It was uncharacteristic of him to be so stable and stable.
Song Qinghuan injured his leg this time, so he managed to escape the disaster. However, after working hard all day, he was very exhausted. After hearing this, he yawned again and again, leaning against the pillow, he mumbled: "It hasn't started yet."
Well, let's take a look first, the stage is set up, the good show is behind us."
After saying this, she fell asleep in a daze.
Song Qinghuan was not favored, and he lived in a broken state in the Yiwang Palace. Except for the days when he went to the palace to pay respects, he usually slept until he woke up naturally.
I went to bed early yesterday and slept deeply. I woke up early this morning. I felt so lazy that I didn't want to get up, so I simply turned over again, intending to go back to sleep.
Just waiting for her to fall asleep, Ta Xue lifted the curtain and came in. He took a few steps forward to hang up the curtain and pushed Song Qinghuan: "Girl, wake up, wake up, something happened on the other side of Yinyan Pavilion."
Song Qinghuan was already feeling sleepy. When he shouted to Taxue, his drowsiness disappeared immediately. He sat up and asked, "What's going on?"
"The master of Yiyan Pavilion hanged himself early in the morning."
"Hanged himself!" Song Qinghuan was shocked. Can death prove his innocence?
He asked again: "Have you breathed your last?"
Tuxue said: "No, I asked the little maid to save her. She said that the lights in Yanyan Pavilion were on all night last night, and the two personal maids also stayed up all night with Concubine Yao. When it was almost dawn, she would
The two maids moved away, and then Bai Ling was hung up..."
"She really spent a lot of money." Song Qinghuan murmured, lay down again, and sat up again before lying down: "She sat there all night? What about Xiao Wei? He sat in the study all night?"
"The prince rested in the study yesterday. It is said that he went to bed as usual and did not keep the lights on until midnight." Texue replied.
"This is interesting." Song Qinghuan lost his sleepiness, lifted the brocade quilt and wrapped himself in soft-soled shoes.
Yao Yuechan has always been Xiao Wei's sweetheart, and she is pregnant with his child. Even if there was a conflict a few days ago, this time it was a miscarriage. Based on his love for her, Xiao Wei must comfort her.
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How could he just rest in the study all night and not notice anything?
Song Qinghuan was curious, was it because Yao Yuechan had a hidden secret about her miscarriage, or was Xiao Wei already such a scumbag?
"Let's go and have a look at Yinyan Pavilion." My feet were still a little sore when I stepped on the ground. Yesterday, my ankles looked swollen, but they only looked dangerous. I applied some medicine last night and it has disappeared now.
Most of it is swollen, but I still feel a little uncomfortable.
Texue squatted down and put on her shoes and socks with Song Qinghuan, then helped her sit down in front of the dressing table, and called the little maid to come in with water to wash herself.
Song Qinghuan took the rosewood wood to comb his hair and asked again: "Such a big thing happened at the Yinyan Pavilion, but there was no movement at the prince's place?"
Texue shook his head: "No news has come yet."
Song Qinghuan responded and said nothing.
She injured her foot and had difficulty moving. To go to the other side of Yiyan Pavilion, she had to sit on a bamboo to push her across.
Song Qinghuan's bamboo basket was parked outside the courtyard, and when he asked Taxue Xunmei to help him in, Xiao Wei was already leading the Yan Pavilion.
The Yinyan Pavilion was in chaos, with maids and women running back and forth without any rules. There were also people kneeling in the corridor, all with their heads lowered and crying.
Song Qinghuan took one look and then looked away, asking Taxue Xunmei to help her go to the inner room.
I saw Xiao Wei sitting on the edge of the couch, holding Yao Yuechan in his arms, resting his chin on her forehead, with a bit of annoyance on his face and regret in his eyes.
The red mark on Yao Yuechan's neck was very obvious. With tears in her eyes, she hugged Xiao Wei's waist and cried out of breath: "I was wronged. Wei Lang realized that I am no longer the same person every day, so he
It means taking my life, but I can’t do such a thing."
Song Qinghuan stood outside the curtain of the inner room without entering the room. Seeing such a scene, she didn't know what she felt in her heart.
Although she thinks Xiao Wei is a scumbag, she often has to admit that he is really good to Yao Yuechan. Otherwise, he would not ask Concubine Liu to suppress him for her.
Song Qinghuan stood for a moment and finally realized that he was the one who intervened between them from beginning to end.
My mind is very clear, but my heart is very unwilling, and I always feel that something is wrong.
When he raised his eyes and saw Yao Yuechan in Xiao Wei's arms looking at him with a hint of provocation, Song Qinghuan raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Wei is really blind.
The doctor was pulled into the room by Ru Shuang and accidentally knocked Song Qinghuan aside.
Texue supported Song Qinghuan and was about to scold him, but told Song Qinghuan to stop.
Rushuang turned around, looked at Song Qinghuan with a stern look, then turned back and pulled the doctor into the room.
Xiao Wei hugged Yao Yuechan from beginning to end and never let go.
In the middle of winter, the doctor broke out in a sweat, opened the medicine box, took out the pulse test, and carefully began to diagnose the pulse.
Song Qinghuan felt that his heart was filled with panic for no reason, so he left Yinyan Pavilion without saying a word.
...
"Doctor, are you sure my wife has not had a miscarriage?" Xiao Wei's veins popped up on his neck, and he clenched his hands tightly behind his back. He stood in the corridor and confirmed word by word with the doctor just now.
"That's true." The old doctor had a goatee, his face was red, and his eyes were full of wrinkles: "This lady's pulse is messy, which is not the sign of miscarriage at all..."
Before the doctor finished speaking, Xiao Wei interrupted: "I understand, please excuse me."
With that said, someone else sent the doctor out.
The courtyard that was in a panic just now was much quieter now, and the maids and wives were all sent away.
Xiao Wei clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky, his eyebrows full of anger and a bit of murderous intent.
"Wei Lang, Wei Lang..." Yao Yuechan's voice sounded in the house, with a hint of panic.
Xiao Wei turned around and entered the inner room with a gentle voice: "I'm here, don't be afraid, I'm here..."
As soon as Yao Yuechan saw Xiao Wei, she threw herself into his arms again and cried: "I thought, I thought that I would never have a chance to meet Wei Lang in this life, wuwuwuwu..."
Xiao Wei tightened the person in her arms, patted her back for a while, and promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer this loss in vain.
