High-class Spring Joy

Upon hearing Chu Jingxian's words, Qingyuan felt as if she had instantly come back to life, and her whole body relaxed.

It turns out that the Third Young Master thought she was pregnant with Chu Jingyu's child.

However, even Qing Yuan himself couldn't believe that he had won the lottery in just one time. Moreover, he had always been cold-blooded, so the probability was extremely low. Qing Yuan really didn't know whether to say that Chu Jingxian was too crazy that night or that Chu Jingxian's physical condition was too good.

All Qingyuan knew was that after the drug took effect, all she remembered from when she was conscious was that Chu Jingxian pulled her around and did it to her three or four times, and he was still not satisfied. Towards the end, he even seemed to disregard her life or death.

In short, Qingyuan's legs were completely deformed when she walked the next day.

That was Qingyuan's first time. After experiencing that night, Qingyuan felt that there must be people in the world who found that kind of thing comfortable and ecstatic.

That was clearly a hellish battlefield, where people could neither live nor die.

"Qingyuan, what's wrong? Is the medicine too bitter?"

Seeing that Qingyuan didn't speak, Chu Jingxian assumed that his painting had caused Qingyuan to fall into some kind of thought, so he asked her.

Qingyuan's thoughts were forcibly pulled back, and he quickly shook his head, trying to shake away all the shameful images and things in his mind: "No, this medicine is not bitter, I can drink it, young master need not worry. It's just that I am pregnant... I have a request, and I hope young master will grant it."

Hearing Qing Yuan's words, Chu Jingxian guessed what she was probably going to say and replied directly, "Don't worry, I won't tell Fifth Brother. Chen Sha and Zhe Ji will just pretend they don't know anything about it, and Master Sai Hua Tuo never speaks ill of his patients. However, it's been more than two months now. If you want to keep it from Fifth Brother, you can only do so for about half a month at most. I hope you make plans soon. Whatever your plans are, if you need help, you can come to me. Not only me, but Chen Sha and Zhe Ji can also help you. They will all help you without reservation."

After saying that, he paused for a moment: "If you ever can't hold on any longer, you can come to me. I will be your fallback plan."

Qingyuan didn't expect Chu Jingxian to guess so accurately. Of course, she didn't want to tell anyone that she was pregnant. The reason she didn't tell Chu Jingyu was because the child she was carrying wasn't Chu Jingyu's.

When she was pregnant, the old lady knew about it. Now that she is pregnant, if the old lady finds out, she will know that it is the third young master's child.

At that time, the Third Young Master was still in prison, having committed a capital crime and sentenced to death. Under such circumstances, the child that Qingyuan became pregnant could be said to be carrying on the family line and making a great contribution to the Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion.

But now that the Third Young Master has been acquitted, the situation is very different. Under these circumstances, no matter how much the old lady wants to carry on the family line, she would never consider a maidservant. Her existence would become a stain on the child in her womb, and even more so on the Zhenguo Marquis's mansion and the Third Young Master.

The best way to deal with a stain is to make it disappear completely. This is a principle that ordinary people understand, let alone high-ranking officials who can easily decide the life and death of others.

What struck Qingyuan even more was his last sentence.

"I will be your way out."

Did she originally have a way out?

What an unfamiliar word.

Qingyuan knew she couldn't believe it, but she was still stirred up by it.

Hongdou needs to rest for a few more days; she probably can't go home now.

After regaining some strength, Qingyuan returned to the Zhenguo Marquis's residence alone. She first went to find the head maid to ask for leave for Hongdou.

Qingyuan returned to her residence alone. The room was furnished as before, and the quilt on the bed was a new one that Hongdou had changed for her. Hongdou had also taken the quilt out to air it on a sunny day, and it still smelled of sunshine.

The flowerpot by the window still holds the red beans that I picked a couple of days ago. They look a bit withered now, dry and without much moisture.

Even the egg that Hongdou peeled for Qingyuan yesterday morning is still in the basket.

The room was filled with the scent of red beans, and Qingyuan kept recalling the bits and pieces of her acquaintance with red beans over the years.

Last night was too urgent for Qingyuan to recall, but now that she has survived the ordeal, the aftereffects are kicking in.

The more Qingyuan thought about her past friendship with Hongdou, the more she hated Jiang Qingge and her sister.

No matter how much she hated him, Qingyuan really couldn't find a good way to do it. Qingyuan knew that she was not a person of status or position, nor was she a clever or scheming person.

Even a clay figure has some spirit. In the past, Jiang Qingge and her two sisters repeatedly used her as a target for torture. Now, that knife has fallen on Hongdou. If it weren't for the hundred-year-old Tianshan Snow Silkworm saving her life, Hongdou would have already lost her life. Hongdou is only sixteen years old.

It is the best and most innocent time of a woman's life.

Jiang Qingge and her two sisters really did it.

Qingyuan clenched her fists. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. The Jiang sisters, Qingge and Jiang Qingge, were able to bully others in this way because of their official positions and power as ministers of the Court of Judicial Review.

Given their heinous and unbridled behavior, it's unlikely they can hold onto their position as Minister of the Court of Judicial Review for life.

If she lives long enough, she might get a chance to take revenge someday.

As Qingyuan was thinking, she heard footsteps approaching from afar, but strangely, the footsteps stopped outside the door, walking back and forth as if lingering, yet standing at the door without pushing it open to come in.

Qingyuan was puzzled. She got up and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chu Jingyu standing at the door.

Qingyuan frowned subconsciously, but quickly recovered and bowed to Chu Jingyu: "This servant..."

Before Qingyuan could finish speaking, her wrist was already tightly gripped by the man's hand, and the next moment Chu Jingyu forcibly pulled her into the room.

The man's tone was urgent and anxious: "Where did you go last night? Why can't I find you?!"

Chu Jingyu was somewhat out of control at this moment. For so many years, at least since Qingyuan came to his side, Qingyuan had always been waiting for him in a place where he could see and find her.

Even though Chu Jingyu was still at Baiyun Courtyard with Jiang Qingge some time ago, he knew in his heart that Qingyuan would always be waiting for him.

But just yesterday, Chu Jingyu wanted to visit Qingyuan late at night to ask if she was feeling better, and also to test whether she was still angry with him.

To everyone's surprise, when Chu Jingyu arrived, the room was completely empty. Not only did Qingyuan not see him, but even Hongdou, who was usually there, was nowhere to be seen.

Chu Jingyu panicked immediately, as if he had realized something. Last night was the first time Chu Jingyu couldn't find Qingyuan.

Qingyuan had no idea what was wrong with Chu Jingyu. "I fell and got injured last night and had no way to return to the manor, so I stayed at the clinic for the night. I hope you will forgive me, young master."

Chu Jingyu was skeptical, and became even more agitated after realizing Qingyuan was lying to him: "I saw you walking just now, you were perfectly fine, you didn't look injured at all. And where's Hongdou? Why aren't either of you here? Ayuan, are you hiding something from me now too?"