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This scene was originally a good scene, but this night was extremely unpeaceful, and it added three points of horror to this beautiful scenery.

Mu Yanchun had a bad background in the past, she knew her own confidence very well, so she always rested early.

This time, she extinguished the candle and lay on her side on the couch, the night was bleak, the frost and cold were heavy, and there was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes.

The scenery outside is quiet, and even the usual noisy parrot no longer sounds. I don't know how long later, there was a sound of rustling outside the courtyard, and she heard the sound of Ying'er talking to others, and she stopped again after a while.

After a while, Ying'er entered the inner room, came to Mu Yanchun's bed, and looked at the shadow of the green silk tent, but she didn't know whether to lift it or not.

Mu Yanchun had already spoken, and said with a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "Ying'er, what's the matter?" ”

"Miss——?" Ying'er was speechless for a while, so that the tail notes behind her were long and changed in tune, she gently brushed away the green silk, leaned sideways, but found that the young lady was very energetic, without the slightest lazy sleepiness of those who would wake up in the morning.

Ying'er lowered her voice and said, "Miss, the one from Xiangjun Courtyard...... Tonight, my health suddenly became unwell, and I tossed for a long time and asked for a world doctor. When the world doctor went, he had already seen blood, and it was very terrible, and it was said that it was ...... The child in the womb is gone. ”

Mu Yanchun turned over, was half-lying on the edge of the bed by Ying'er, and said in a low voice: "What happened to the adult?" ”

Ying'er didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief, or to take another breath, her spirit was tense so much, her body trembled slightly, and said: "That one almost died when I heard it, but fortunately, the world's doctors in the house have superb medical skills, and they were saved again." It's just that...... I'm afraid I won't be able to get pregnant again. ”

"...... like this" Mu Yanchun's eyes were dark and contemplative, but there was no trace of surprise.

It was as if I had expected this sudden event.

Ying'er looked at the young lady's expression, and a trace of strangeness flashed in her heart, and she straightened the brocade mattress for the young lady, but she didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "Miss, are you still resting?" Do you want a slave to light the lamp for you? ”

Mu Yanchun gently patted the back of Ying'er's hand and whispered, "No need." ”

Ying'er is always so smart, she understands everything a little bit, and she is always so understanding, meticulous and considerate of people's hearts every bit.

Her body shrank slightly, and she asked again, "Who went to Xiangjun Courtyard tonight to wait?" ”

Ying'er stopped moving, and gently stroked her left hand that had just been touched by the young lady, and the young lady's expression was like a relief, and it seemed to be comforting, which made people unconsciously feel a trace of warmth.

She replied: "Only Aunt Jiang went to Miss Youxuan in the third aunt's courtyard, and the rest stayed in their own children's courtyard, and only sent someone to inquire." ”

"Where's Master Hou?"

"Master Hou......" Ying'er looked hesitant, glanced at Mu Yanchun and said, "Master Hou is said to be in a very bad mood, and after the festival is completed, he will go out of the house to eat and drink with his acquaintances, presumably the news has not passed yet." ”

"Then we're not going." Mu Yanchun lay down again, tilted his head towards Ying'er and said, "You can go back and rest, it's not good to sleep today, I'm afraid I'll be busy when I get up tomorrow." ”

"Yes, Miss, you can rest well, and the slave will go and burn a pill of soothing incense for you."

"Hmm......" Mu Yanchun looked at Ying'er's faint figure through the green silk tent, thinking that she was now seventeen years old, and she didn't know how many years she could accompany her.

The spring night tent is warm, and the light fragrance is full of sleeves.

She watched Ying'er put down the curtain lightly, turned over and thought, Mu Boyong could be regarded as angry this time, or even frightened, so he planned to go outside for recreation.

Thinking of Mu Youxuan again, you said that you can't hide in other courtyards when you encounter this matter, she just rushed here by herself, she didn't know what kind of character Luo was, in case she was angry and found a crime at will and put a big hat, even if there were 100,000 mouths, she couldn't tell. Didn't the Jiang family know anything in the past......

Mu Yanchun thought about it again and again, and thought a lot, but he deliberately didn't think about Luo's slippery tire this time.

Roche's slippery tire, to be honest, can't be said to have nothing to do with her.

To put it more seriously, this matter is no different from her own hands.

Jiang had already moved into Luo's medicine, this was something she knew before, Luo's fetus could not be saved no matter what, either today or the day after tomorrow, this day would come sooner or later.

The difference is only in the morning and the evening.

She just asked Agarwood to put aphrodisiac incense on herself, and asked Luo to smell it.

Even if it was just a pill of incense, it was also said by her own mouth and asked Agarwood to make it herself.

If agarwood is a knife, then she is the one who holds the knife.

A person who is riddled with holes and whose life is on the verge of death, if Mu Yanchun solves him with a knife, the murderer is not the person who hurt him in the past, nor the knife, but her, the person who holds the knife.

It was a sin she deserved, and she was suffering from it.

- She murdered an unborn little life, and all this self-blame and pain should be borne by herself.

Mu Yanchun rolled the quilt on her head, even if she told herself over and over again that the child would die sooner or later, and he would not come to this world whether she did it herself or not, but there was still a voice in her heart that said to her indomitable, that was her sin!

Nothing was said all night.

At noon on the second day, Mu Boyong returned to the house, and as soon as he entered the house, he went to Xiangjun Courtyard non-stop.

When he learned the news, Mu Yanchun was eating in the room, eating plain vegetables and millet porridge.

There was no expression on her face, she was still the same as usual, she should eat and drink, as if Roche's incident had not had the slightest impact on her.

But Gu Mama and Ying'er and the others had a bitter face, yesterday the monk just said that his young lady was married, and today this file came out, in case the Hou Ye believed that the young lady was really regarded as a monster, in case this word spread outside, maybe others would think of the young lady!

As for Roche's slippery tire, those little girls don't care about it!

Luo usually relied on the thing in his stomach to show off his might, I don't know how long, to say a heart-wrenching word, knowing that Luo can no longer get pregnant, they don't know how long they rejoiced.

What a delight!

After lunch, Mu Yanchun asked Wen Yan to help tidy up her appearance, and she was dressed a little plainly, but not so plain that it didn't make people feel simple.

She reprimanded the little girls who were talking a few words, telling them not to mention the matter of Luo's slippery tire again, and seeing that they had restrained a lot, she was slightly relieved.

Not long after, an old lady came to invite her, saying that Master Hou invited her to the study for questioning.

All the maids and grandmothers in Shulan Courtyard raised their hearts, and looked at Mu Yanchun up and down.

Mu Yanchun smiled slightly and comforted a few words, and then took Ying'er out of the door.