Song was stunned. In fact, she never thought that she would marry into the Wen Mansion as a concubine, she just thought that it was enough to stay by Wen Lang's side.

Aunt Zheng frowned and said, "It's good that Mrs. Song has your sister-in-law in the Wen Mansion, Miss Wen, you can't talk too much." ”

Wen Peiyi snorted coldly: "What about the son-in-law, with such a lowly mother, he might as well not be born." My brother is the sister of the Yin family of the Zhao Mansion in Fengtian Mansion today. In terms of identity, how can this kind of lowly female slave be compared with Sister Zhao? This kind of lowly female slave is just greedy for wealth and nobility. ”

"Miss Wen, I, the Hongjira clan, am not a person who covets wealth and nobility. If it's really as you said," Song looked directly at Wen Peiyi and said, "I can leave here with my child." ”

"Song Niangzi, you," Aunt Zheng stopped when she wanted to speak: "Hey." ”

"Your child, you are still saying that the righteousness is awe-inspiring! You are a wild seed in your belly," Wen Peiyi said in disgust: "My mother said, even if you leave the Wen Mansion, this is a wild seed that will disgrace the Wen family." It's a shame that you've done something yourself, and now you're letting people from outside humiliate me!

The more Wen Peiyi spoke, the more angry she became, and she reached out and pushed Aunt Zheng away suddenly. The maid's eyes were sharp and she quickly restrained Aunt Zheng.

In a panic, Aunt Zheng shouted, "What are you doing!"

Wen Peiyi slapped Song's face with a backhand.

The force was so fierce that Song's eyes were full of stars, and his thin body was unstable, and he sat on the ground, and five swollen red finger prints immediately appeared on his cheeks.

Suddenly it hurt so much that I couldn't sit steadily.

"!! you guys" Aunt Zheng shook off the maid's hand and rushed to Song's side to support her: "Song Niangzi?"

Wen Peiyi was obviously stunned, she didn't expect Song's body to be so weak that she couldn't stand steadily with a slap.

This slap made half of her palm numb. There was some shaky hands.

It was as if this slap had vented most of her anger. Wen Peiyi looked at the Song family on the ground, a little panicked, and said incoherently: "You... Don't think you're deliberately sitting on the ground and playing tricks, I'll... I didn't push you to the ground..."

The maid on the side slowly moved behind Wen Peiyi, and said in fear: "Miss, she... She looks like she's bleeding!"

"Bleeding?" Wen Peiyi looked at it, the dress under Song's body had begun to be soaked with red blood, Wen Peiyi was also a little scared, she would only bully people, but she didn't think about killing people: "I.. Rong'er, you see, I didn't... didn't push her, she fell herself..."

Aunt Zheng hurriedly lifted Song's skirt and looked at it, raised her head suddenly, and shouted angrily at them: "Hurry up and find someone to come over, Song Niangzi is afraid that she is going to give birth prematurely!"

Song closed her eyes, frowned slightly, her face was pale and pale in pain, and she didn't snort, such a tough little lady. Aunt Zheng patted her face and shouted again and again: "Song Niangzi, Song Niangzi, don't sleep, don't close your eyes..."

On the night of the thirteenth day of the lunar month, there were many people in the Wen Mansion, and people were panicked.

Wen Shaoqing waited outside the house at a loss.

The second lady took Wen Peiyi and the others to stand behind him, and the second lady nodded Wen Peiyi's forehead hatefully, and said, "You, you, you are not angry, who taught you to provoke the Song family?" ”

Wen Peiyi reluctantly agreed.

I saw a basin of bloody water come out of the house. The eight or nine maids running back and forth were tired and sweating profusely.

Wen Shaoqing frowned, if it was a son, how should he tell Zhao Yinfu about the origin and succession of his son-in-law in the future, if Miss Zhao had a mind about this and was unwilling to marry into Wenfu, what should she do.

I have to admit that for a moment, Wen Shaoqing suddenly regretted keeping the Song family to give birth.

I don't know why, now he not only doesn't want to see Song's burned face, but also some don't want to see the child.

Because they were a problem to him.

He even wanted to send the Song family and the child away, the farther away the better.

However, there is still a relationship between him and the Song family, the scenes of the past, and the eagerness of becoming a first-time father.

All the contradictory emotions poured into his mind at once, weighing the pros and cons, and turning between morality and rights.

I don't know how long later, a baby's cry pierced the sky.

"Born! born!"

Wen Shaoqing took the second lady and the others into the house.

Aunt Zheng hugged the swaddling clothes and said excitedly: "It's born, congratulations to Young Master Wen, it's a pair of twin daughters!

The Song family beside the bed had a pale face, looking at the child in Aunt Zheng's hand with satisfaction, she closed her eyes tiredly, and never looked at Wen Shaoqing.

It's a girl, and it's not that bad. Wen Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

The second lady and Wen Peiyi glanced at each other, and Wen Peiyi looked at Song with contempt. Since the mother and child are safe, it is none of her business.

"Oh, hello girl, come, let the second aunt and grandmother take a look," the second lady stretched out her hand and hugged one: "Is this the eldest or the second?"

Wen Peiyi turned her face away, she didn't bother to look at it.

Aunt Zheng said: "Second lady, this is the boss." ”

"I haven't opened my eyes yet, oh yo, don't cry, don't cry," the second lady glanced at Aunt Zheng: "Aunt Zheng, with you, I will go to the account office in a while to get an extra ten taels of silver, which is a reward for you." ”

"Second Lady Xie. Aunt Zheng nodded and smiled.

The second lady continued to touch the baby's face, pretending to ask casually: "Look at this little face, how tender it is." Shaoqing, in two days, the eldest daughter's house car of the third lady is afraid that it will arrive at the Wen family, there are still some forces behind her, it is worthy of marrying the daughter of a good family, and it is not easy to come back to her mother's house all the way. Have you figured out how to explain to her? Will the third lady let her go or not?"

"I'll talk about it when she arrives. As soon as he mentioned this, Wen Shaoqing was even more annoyed.

Aunt Zheng's eyes shuttled between them, she was an understanding person: "Young master, the little ladies don't have names yet, let's take a name and make it auspicious." ”

When Wen Shaoqing heard this, he stared at his infant daughter and said, "Since it is a girl, the big one is called Wenya, and the small one is called Erya." ”

Gentle.

Good name. Song closed his eyes and secretly thought to himself in his heart.

"The boss is called Wenya, Wenya, don't cry, look at this little face, this mouth and this nose, how much like you," the second lady teased the baby's face.

Maybe it was because she felt an itch on her face, Wenya stopped crying, and her mouth grinned, as if she was looking for milk to eat.

A pair of eyes that had never been opened, eyelids blinked slightly, tried to open them.

I saw that the expression of the second lady, who had been focusing on teasing and elegant, was stagnant, and after a while, she opened her mouth with difficulty: "Shaoqing... Come and see, why is one of her eyes blood-red?"