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Chapter 130 Another Miscarriage

The Gong family has been bustling with activity these days, with a constant stream of relatives and friends coming to offer their congratulations.

That day, Wen Mingqian had just finished helping Madam Wei entertain the guests and returned to Lingyue Pavilion.

As Sang Er poured her tea, she said, "Madam Zhou sent someone to say that you should visit her when you have time, Mother."

"What happened to Cuiyi?" Wen Mingqian's brows twitched. "I just went to see her a few days ago. Wasn't she resting during her pregnancy?"

After learning about the incident involving the Zhou family's illegitimate son, Wen Mingqian went to see Liu Cuiyi. This matter originally had nothing to do with her, but because of the unrest in the inner quarters, she inevitably suffered as well.

Wen Mingqian told her at the time to take good care of her pregnancy no matter what, and not to worry about anything else.

If you really can't stay in the Zhou family, then go back to your parents' home. Don't get involved with those rotten people and rotten things. Protecting yourself is the most important thing.

“The eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhou family lost her baby,” Sang Er sighed. “Mother Zhao came in a panic. Neither you nor Zhang Ma were here, so she didn’t tell me much. She just said that Mother, you must go over there. There’s something important to discuss.”

Wen Mingqian knew immediately that something was wrong; something must have happened on Liu Cuiyi's end.

Otherwise, if it were just a miscarriage, she wouldn't be in such a hurry to get there.

He immediately said, "Go to our kitchen and see if there are any snacks we can take out. If not, go to the main house; they have some ready-made."

Send someone else to tell the driver to prepare the carriage; I'll head out now.

"Mother, would you like to change your clothes?" Sang Er asked hurriedly. "Should we go and call Zhang Ma?"

“There’s no need to change your clothes. It’s not good to ask Zhang Ma to leave since she’s helping out there. You could let her know so she’s aware of the situation,” Wen Mingqian said.

Upon hearing this, Sang Er hurried off, and soon everything was ready. Wen Mingqian boarded the carriage and headed straight for the Zhou family.

The Gong family is currently enjoying great influence, and the gatekeeper greeted Wen Mingqian with a forced smile.

"Please inform them that our lady wishes to meet your eldest mistress," Sang Er said.

"Please come in quickly, Madam. Please walk slowly. I'll go ahead and inform them," the gatekeeper said, and then walked to the back.

As Wen Mingqian and the others walked inside, they ran into a doctor. Sang Er quickly stopped them and asked, "Are you here to treat their eldest mistress?"

Sang Er, a beautiful young girl, was the most likely to elicit information. Sure enough, the doctor stopped and said, "Indeed, their eldest mistress has suffered a miscarriage and needs to be well cared for."

"How could you suddenly slip and fall?" Wen Mingqian asked.

"Grandma Zhou's pregnancy was only a little over two months along. She wasn't even fully settled yet, and then some other things happened, so she lost the baby. Now all we can do is take good care of her and try our best not to develop any lasting health problems." The doctor couldn't say too much, so he just said a few words and left.

“Mother, when I came last time, I felt that Zhou Jingsan’s mother was no good,” Sang Er muttered. “Zhou Jingsan has no son, it’s all because she, as his mother, is immoral.”

"Don't talk nonsense. This is someone else's home," Wen Mingqian said gently. "If people hear this, it won't be good for Cuiyi."

Sang Er stuck out her tongue and then fell silent.

Then Zhao Mama came out to greet him. Upon seeing Wen Mingqian, she said, "Second Madam, you've finally arrived! Come in and see our young lady!" "What happened to Cuiyi? What's wrong?" Wen Mingqian asked as he followed her inside.

"Alas, as you know, Madam, our daughter's pregnancy was already a bit unstable, so she has been resting in bed all this time," Zhao's mother said, wiping away her tears. "In addition, there was that incident a few days ago, which terrified our daughter. It was only after she finally got a doctor to prescribe some medicine that she felt a little more at ease."

To make matters worse, both of those concubines were threatening suicide, causing unrest throughout the entire mansion. And that wasn't all. Then, out of nowhere, a strange rumor spread that our young lady was the culprit.

Listen to this! Did a human being really say that? Our girl is just lying in her room and she gets dragged into this mess! Is there no justice in this world?!

If it were just some gossip, that would be one thing, but somehow, someone instigated it, and the old lady actually believed it.

They insisted that we girls go to the ancestral hall to burn incense and apologize to our ancestors.

Our daughter naturally refused to go, saying she had already consulted a high-ranking monk a few days ago and that her vegetarian diet and chanting of Buddhist prayers were already complete. Now that something has gone wrong, how can we simply blame her? Besides, she is currently pregnant and cannot afford any further trouble.

We tried to stop her, saying we wouldn't allow it, and after a commotion, the old lady got very upset and stormed off.

Although we were ultimately not forced to make our daughter kneel in the ancestral hall, her crying and fussing still harmed the baby.

I felt unwell all night, especially in the latter half of the night…

When Zhao's mother finished speaking, she couldn't continue and covered her mouth to cry.

"This is outrageous!" Sang Er's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets with anger. "Where are your daughter's family members? Isn't anyone here to stand up for her?"

“We haven’t dared to let them know yet! Our daughter doesn’t want them to tell, saying it’s useless and will only make them blame us, which would only add to their distress,” said Zhao’s mother. “Right now, she’s anxious and can’t listen to anything else.”

Liu Cuiyi's parents were utterly foolish; they never stood up for her and always told her to be filial and patient.

Even if I call them over, they won't help me.

“Aunt Zhao, please stop crying! Cuiyi is already heartbroken right now. If you keep crying like this, won’t you just be adding to her distress? Things have already come to this point, so we have to look to the future.” Wen Mingqian sighed and said, “I’ll go in and check on her first.”

Liu Cuiyi lay on the bed with a sallow complexion and blank eyes. Only when she saw Wen Mingqian did she show a hint of life: "Sister, you've finally come."

“I’m late,” Wen Mingqian stepped forward, sat down by her bedside, and took Liu Cuiyi’s hand, saying, “How are you feeling now? You must take good care of yourself.”

"Sigh! I'm thinking it might be better to just die." Tears streamed down Liu Cuiyi's face. "I haven't had a moment of peace all day long. I've really had enough."

"I know you're upset, but it's precisely at times like these that you need to stay calm, take care of yourself, and deal with the rest gradually." Wen Mingqian squeezed her hand tightly.

"Sister, I'm afraid I have no future." Liu Cuiyi shook her head with difficulty. "I don't know what sins I committed in my past life that I have to suffer so much pain and torment in this life."

“You’re still young. This is just a miscarriage. How can you say there’s no future?” Wen Mingqian wouldn’t let her be so dejected. “No matter what, I’ll be with you.”

One sentence brought tears to Liu Cuiyi's eyes again: "Sister, you are the only one in this world who is truly sincere to me."

“It’s not just me, it’s Zhao’s mother too! And your two daughters as well,” Wen Mingqian said. “You have to remember, as long as you don’t give up, you’ll always get through it.”