Qizhou is adjacent to Mount Tai in the south and the Yellow River in the north, is located in the fortress, there are springs in every house in the state capital, and Zhong Lingyu is beautiful. Murong He, Marquis of Jiyang, is over forty years old, married to Wang, has three concubines, Aunt Fang, Aunt You, and Aunt Jiang, and each has a daughter.

On a severe winter day, several heavy snowfalls in a row, and the eaves and courtyards are full of white, and soon accumulate a thick layer. Outside the corridor, dozens of cold plum trees quietly bloomed, but they were blown to the ground by bursts of ruthless wind.

At this moment, in the Jiyang Hou Mansion, Aunt Jiang's residence, the maids, servants, and mothers-in-law were in a hurry and panicked.

"Madam, Aunt Jiang has a difficult birth, you hurry up and get an idea, it's too late, I'm just afraid...... I'm afraid of two lives for one corpse. ”

Wen Po's hands were covered with blood, and she stumbled out of the door and came to a thirty-seven or eight-year-old noblewoman, who held Buddhist beads in her hand and recited Amitabha Buddha, but she didn't speak for a long time, but Aunt Fang next to her couldn't help but reprimand loudly, "Do you still need to ask about such things?" Of course, the fetus is preserved. Hou Ye is over forty years old, and he doesn't even have a son, and now Hou Ye can all point to the piece of meat in Aunt Jiang's belly! ”

"Amitabha." Wang clasped his palms, his face was kind, and he sighed, "Now that the Hou Ye is not in the mansion, this matter is really embarrassing, God has the virtue of a good life, Wen Po, Mrs. Ben has entrusted the safety of this Aunt Jiang to you, please be sure to ensure the safety of their mother and son." ”

Madam is really kind-hearted, if this matter is left in other princely houses, you don't have to think about it at all, what is the death of one or two concubines, the heir is the most important thing, Wen Po said yes again and again, and hurriedly went in.

After about half an hour, finally, there was a baby's cry in the room, wow... Wow wow...... The baby cries loudly, and when he hears it, it is a baby boy.

Finally born. Wang was overjoyed and went in with Aunt Fang and Aunt You beside him.

"Congratulations to Madame, she is a little son, but Aunt Jiang is bleeding too much, and I am afraid that my life is in danger......"

"What nonsense!" Wang's voice was soft, and even the words of reprimand sounded gentle and gentle, "Mrs. Ben also gave birth to a child, and although this postpartum hemorrhage is harmful to the body, it is not enough to kill people." Aunt Jiang has always been healthy, and the doctors who were her veins before said that she could give birth to the heirs of the Hou Ye smoothly, and the mother and son were safe. You mother-in-law, curse Aunt Jiang again, and see how Master Hou will treat you later! ”

Wang is the head of the Hou Mansion, and no matter how gentle she speaks, the people present dare not underestimate her.

"Counting the hour, Hou Ye should also come back, I will take the child to Hou Ye to see, and you will stay and take care of Aunt Jiang. Mrs. Ben and Master Hou will come back later. Wang took the baby that Wen Po held with one hand, and his face was full of joy, "Master Hou has been looking forward to this child for a long time, and he must want to see him early." ”

After speaking, Wang held the baby in his arms and walked quickly to the main gate of the Hou Mansion, during which he did not forget to wrap the baby tightly with a fox fur so that he would not get cold.

The bloody atmosphere in the room did not dissipate, Aunt Fang glanced at Aunt Jiang who was lying on the bed, laughed twice in her heart, and followed the Wang family, Aunt You has always been timid and cowardly, if this Aunt Jiang is alive, it is fine, once she is dead, why not bother her, thinking about it, she also ran away.

"Aunt Zhou, it's not good, Aunt Jiang, she seems to be running out of breath......" Bi'er, the little maid who was serving Aunt Jiang, screamed in fright.

Wen Po panicked, "Then hurry up and ask Aunt Jiang for a doctor, and see if there is any rescue." ”

Yes, yes, hurry up and ask the doctor, Bi'er wiped her tears, and immediately ran out, but unexpectedly bumped into a little girl about ten years old, this little girl was wearing a snow-blue skirt, with loose braids on her head, her eyes were cold and indifferent, and she didn't know when she appeared here, as if she had come silently.

"Miss Five." Bi'er cried, "Go in and take a look, Aunt Jiang is dying." ”

The little girl silently opened her mouth and spat out the word 'save'.

"Yes." Bi'er wiped away her tears and hurried to the front yard.

The little girl entered the house and waved her hand, and the stable woman, several servants, and mothers-in-law who stayed in the house were so frightened that they all exited the door when they saw her.