Wen Sanye patted Princess Jiarou's hand tenderly, and was very pleased, "I know that Mrs. is thoughtful, and my sister-in-law's suffering today is all because of us in the final analysis, and we owe her." ”

Princess Jiarou clenched her palms, "Then do you want to show something?" ”

Wen Sanye shook his head and said distressedly, "It means that there is no need." In the future, if there is something at home, Mrs. will help me more. It's Mrs. Grievance. ”

"Don't be aggrieved, as long as your husband is happy." Princess Jiarou shook her head very obediently.

Wen Sanye was stunned, looked at the face full of tenderness and trust, and hesitated, "If we have a son, Mrs. will not have to be angry with her mother, and she will not be talked about." ”

Princess Jiarou clutched her stomach with a painful face and blamed herself, "But when she gave birth to Wan'er, the concubine was injured, and the imperial doctor said that the concubine's body could not be regenerated." ”

"You only saw one Tai Doctor at the beginning, maybe there is a better Tai Doctor, or maybe that Tai Yi has misdiagnosed?"

"Imperial Physician Li is the personal physician of the queen mother, will he still harm the concubine? Husband, the concubine body can no longer be born, and if she could, she would have given birth a long time ago. Why should my husband stick another knife in my heart? ”

"I didn't mean that, I didn't let you live."

"What's that......"

Before she finished speaking, Princess Jiarou suddenly reacted, her eyes widened in disbelief, her expression was full of pain and despair, and tears fell one by one, but she tried not to cry.

"Husband, what does husband mean to take a concubine? If this is the husband's will, the concubine will not refuse, this is what the concubine owes you. Even if the husband wants to divorce the concubine, the concubine has nothing to say. ”

Looking at the pear blossom with rain face, Wen Sanye panicked and felt very distressed, and hurriedly explained, "No, no, I won't take a concubine, let alone divorce my wife!" That's what I promised you! ”

"However, if you don't have a son, your husband will be looked down upon." Princess Jiarou cried to herself.

He couldn't say anything when it came to his mouth, and after hesitating for a moment, Wen Sanye sighed, "That's it, let's talk about this later." ”

Princess Jiarou, who has always regarded her husband as the sky, pretended not to see Wen Sanye's reluctance at this time, snuggled in her husband's arms, and pulled his clothes tightly, as if she was grasping for a lifetime of dependence, this feeling made Wen Sanye a little confused.

Is what he did with his mother really right? If Madame knew, would she break it off with him? No, Madame's weak temperament, if she knew that the child was living so miserably, she would have relented and accepted it......

It should have been a happy Wen Mansion, but tonight, the owners of Wen Mansion were sleepless all night, and they were all full of worries.

Inside the Jing'an Pavilion.

The girl on the golden silk nanmu bed was sweating profusely, her charming face was full of fear and despair, her eyes were closed, and her mouth was still shouting something from time to time, as if she had fallen into a nightmare.

"No, Shen Zhiyuan! Don't go, don't go! ”

"Come back, come back and see me, just a look!"

……

The woman murmured in pain, tears mixed with sweat wetting the pillow.

I don't know when the girl opened her eyes, and when she saw everything around her, she breathed a long sigh of relief, as if she was glad and self-deprecating.

When she was first reborn, she had nightmares every day and every night, all about the cold and elegant man, all the pain she couldn't ask for, all the confusion of his pain and despair. Why confusion? Because until he died, Shen Zhiyuan didn't know what happened that night.

And as time passed, he gradually disappeared from her dreams, but she didn't expect that just after returning to the capital, the nightmare that accompanied him swept again.

"Shen Zhiyuan, Shen Zhiyuan." Three words are repeatedly grinded in the mouth.

"Huh."

It seemed to be self-deprecating, as if it was disdainful, and such a complicated expression appeared on his face drenched in cold sweat.

The night was long, and after all, I closed my eyes and hid away all the bitterness.

Looking at the sky outside the house, Wen Wan pulled up the quilt again and continued to curl up in a ball, and after a while, she had fallen asleep, cold sweat swept her forehead again, and tears mixed with sweat wet her clothes......

Early the next morning.

Wen Wan, who was supposed to get up early to ask for peace, didn't get up for a long time, because she fell ill again, and she had been tired and running for more than ten days, and she couldn't stop at home after she just came back, which made her mentally tired, plus a nightmare last night, so she got a cold again.

The county lord of Jing'an, who was liked by Fu Shizi, had just set off a storm in the capital, and was overwhelmed by the news that she was weak and sick, and no matter how much jealousy and unwillingness she had, it would not last long.

When Wen Wan woke up two days later, she heard the voice of Qiu Han teaching the maid.

"Miss has nothing to do with Fu Shizi, where can you be blessed to accept a word, and if you dare to spread rumors, you can find another job." Qiu Han's voice was faintly angry.

"Sister Qiuhan, I can't wait." Several maids hurriedly apologized.

"Okay, go down, disturb the young lady's rest, and you will go to Madame to kowtow and make amends!"

This threat was better than anything else, and several maids ran away one by one with miserable faces.

"It's still Madame." Zhihe said happily on the side.

Qiu Han turned his head and glared at her, "I can't even control a few maids, I think the position of your big maid should also be moved." ”

Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and said dryly, "No." ”

Qiu Han's eyes were a little cold, and he scolded with hatred of iron and steel, "Miss is really spoiled by you, and you don't even know right and wrong!" No one in Beijing knows that Princess Tiange is determined to win Fu Shizi. They spread the word that Fu Shizi was interested in Miss, wouldn't they trap Miss in a dangerous place. And you, as a young lady's eldest girl, are still happy to see it. ”

Zhihe's face turned white in an instant, and only then did she understand the power of it, but she was still unwilling to quibble.

"However, Fu Shizi is really interested in Miss, otherwise how could he hear that Miss was sick, so he personally sent medicinal supplements? I'm right. ”

"Idiot!" Qiu Han's face turned blue with anger, "You go to Madame to receive the punishment!" ”

After that, he didn't bother to pay attention to her, and cautiously pushed open the door, just as he wanted to see if the young lady's body temperature had subsided, when he saw those bright eyes.

"Miss, you're awake." Qiu Han stepped forward quickly.

Wen Wan's face was pale, and she leaned weakly on the head of the bed, although typhoid fever had made her face lose its color, but everything was overshadowed in front of those bright and moist eyes.

"Water." The voice was hoarse.

Qiu Han hurriedly poured a cup of tea, tested the temperature, and carefully fed it to the young lady. With the moisturization of tea, the dry and sore throat was instantly relieved a lot.

"Zhihe, go and ask the lady and the imperial doctor."

Zhihe, who was outside the house, reacted and ran non-stop.

"How many days have I been unconscious?"

Wen Wan only felt that her whole body was sore, as if she had slept for a long, long time, and her head was also dizzy.

"It's been two days. The doctor said that you were overworked and caught a cold, so you fell asleep. Without waiting for Wen Wan to ask, Qiu Han replied smartly, "Mrs. has guarded you for two nights, and this morning I really couldn't hold it anymore so I slept in the compartment, and the lord took a day off, and I went to the morning court this morning, and I haven't come back yet." ”