The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 469 Heaven Favored Me This Time

The steam in the teacup had long since dissipated, and the occasional strange bird calls from next door broke the eerie atmosphere.

At the same time, the sound of a child crying could be heard.

As if it could be integrated with memory, Ying Changqiao suddenly trembled.

With a slap, she remembered the day she gave birth; her mother rushed over and slapped her hard.

A bloody scratch appeared on the gold armor.

"You wretched creature, are you satisfied now?"

"That poor scumbag dared to sweet-talk you, he deserves to be torn to pieces! And you, you're carrying his bastard child like a treasure?"

She was in excruciating pain in her lower body, and her newborn baby was crying incessantly, which annoyed her.

Ying Changqiao felt wronged, feeling that her mother did not love her.

She had actually regretted it long ago.

But he was unwilling to bow down to his mother, and he couldn't turn back, so he refused to admit that he was wrong.

She barely cared for the child after it was born.

Who hasn't acted impulsively when they were young? Once she came to her senses, how could she still be attached to someone who was already dead?
The reason they're panicking now is simply because they're afraid her secret childbirth will be exposed.

It's not that I'm worried about the child.

After the scandal was discovered, the mother was furious and ordered someone to force-feed her a contraceptive potion.

But she was completely bewitched.

Is it wrong for a princess to fall in love with a poor scholar and want to stay with him forever?
Why did they kill her lover?
Why should she be sacrificed to fulfill her brother's wishes?
Don't think she didn't know that her mother and maternal grandfather intended for her to enter the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion.

Xiao Huaiyan is good-looking.

But he was illiterate and a frequent visitor to brothels, a notorious libertine.

How could she possibly agree?

Therefore, after her mother left, she, with her rebellious nature, gagged herself and vomited up the medicine she had drunk.

But who could have imagined that she would actually become pregnant?

She missed her lover but dared not speak out, so she kept it a secret.

How long can they keep it a secret?
The Empress Dowager found out anyway.

Ostensibly, the reason given was that her maternal grandmother was unwell, so that she could leave the palace to visit her.

In reality, the palace was full of people and eyes, so they forced her to have an abortion at her maternal grandparents' home.

She was given the medicine, and she was in pain all night, bleeding a lot, but the baby was still inside her.

Yes.

Xiao Huaiyan, who didn't want to marry her, secretly switched her with someone else.

But Changqiao didn't know.

She didn't miscarry, and she cried bitterly, believing that her lover's spirit in heaven had blessed her to leave him with his bloodline.

Her health deteriorated rapidly, and the doctor, after taking her pulse, dared not give her any more abortion medication, fearing a massive hemorrhage.

She pleaded with her mother again, saying she wanted to keep the baby and promised to be obedient in the future.

My mother wouldn't really let her die.

This was exactly what she wanted.

But Ying Changqiao quickly lost her joy.

This was a very important matter, and staying in the capital would surely lead to trouble, so she was arranged to go to her hometown with her maternal grandmother.

My maternal grandmother was in good health, so she kept her under house arrest and forbade her from stepping out of the room.

To avoid arousing suspicion, my maternal grandmother, who was originally going to stay in her hometown for a few months, claimed that she had fallen ill again and did not recover until the day she gave birth.

Helpless to control her own destiny, her longing for her lover gradually faded away, leaving only resentment in the end.

Why should she bother with a dead person?
On the day of delivery, she was like meat on a chopping board, having to strip naked for a group of midwives to see.

How humiliating is that?

She suddenly remembered how good Xiao Huaiyan was.

If she hadn't made a mistake, she probably would have already entered the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion.

How could it have come to this?
But her mother told her to stop indulging in wishful thinking.

"Haven't he slept with enough women? You're a used woman, do you think he wouldn't notice if you slept together?"

"How could the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion suffer this injustice in silence?"

"Don't even think about marrying a powerful and influential scion of a wealthy family. I'm not asking you to help your brother; you'll be lucky if you don't hold him back."

That child also became a stain on her reputation. After she finished her postpartum confinement, she abandoned the child and the gold necklace the scholar had given her during their passionate time together, and returned to the capital.

Ying Changqiao suppressed her shock and fear, not daring to show her weakness, nor daring to think about it anymore.

Yao Ruze got up and gave instructions to the nanny and Xunzhu.

"Take good care of our distinguished guests."

She said to everyone, "Dun-ge'er is awake. Please have a seat. I'll go see him."

Yu Tingwan stood up and followed.

They really had no sense of boundaries. But the mistress didn't say anything, and neither did the nanny or Xunzhu think there was anything wrong with it.

After Yao Ru returned to the inner room, she picked up the crying baby in the cradle.

Perhaps it was the familiar scent that made Dun Ge'er's crying subside.

Yu Tingwan entered and closed the door behind her; she had already soothed the child.

Yao Ru's voice was gentle, unlike her coldness towards outsiders: "There is milk tea in the room, which I figured out myself. It tastes pretty good, but I'll have to trouble you to go and pour it yourself, Madam."

She was holding the child, so she couldn't free her hands.

Yu Tingwan's gaze swept around the room.

As far as the eye could see, apart from what a baby would need, there were very few items that belonged to Yao Ru.

In the woman's dressing room, besides the hair comb, there was a small box of neatly arranged jewelry, including a baby's safety lock, silver bracelet, and gold necklace...

It's also because Dun Ge'er is too young to use it right now.

Next, let's look at the bed.

Yao Ruye must have personally taken care of him while he slept.

It wasn't messy, but there were tiger-head pillows for children on it, with playful bells hanging from them. There was also a five-poison bib sewn by Yao Ru herself, embroidered with centipedes, scorpions, and other auspicious objects left by their ancestors, used to fight poison and protect the body.

Yao Ruyou is living a good life.

Can……

Yu Tingwan is easygoing; she is not skillful and doesn't put much effort into decorating her bedroom.

However, often, Wei Zhao would leave a bouquet of flowers that she had specially picked from outside on her desk.

There were half-eaten sunflower seed shells by the window.

The East Sea shark pearls that she played with like marbles would roll under the bed.

These are traces of her life.

But Yao Ru obviously didn't have that here.

The air was filled with the sweet aroma of milk.

Yu Tingwan's eyes were calm and indifferent, no longer displaying the intimidating aura she had in the pavilion. She stepped over and poured herself a glass.

I picked it up and brought it to my nose to smell it.

It's the taste she likes.

The girl took a small sip, and her eyes lit up.

"he……"

Yao Ru stepped forward.

She wasn't interested in Ying Changqiao's messy affairs.

The question was, of course, directed at Ying Fuyan.

"His body..."

Yu Tingwan asked gently, "Why didn't you ask him when he came to see you?"

Yao Ru's throat tightened.

"Don't dare."

There were some things she kept to herself, things she didn't dare mention even to the nanny and Xunzhu beside her.

She and Yu Tingwan weren't exactly close, but for some reason...

The girl's eyes were so clear and bright, they seemed to penetrate to the depths of one's heart. Standing gracefully before me, I looked at her with a peaceful and serene gaze.

There was no pity, yet it seemed to offer her silent comfort.

Yao Ru: "I'm afraid to hear things from him that I don't dare to hear."

She forced a smile: "I've thought about it countless times, that one day he will appear before me."

She had hoped for it so many times that she didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

"Heaven has finally smiled upon me; he has finally returned. But to be honest, I didn't recognize him until he revealed his identity."