A trace of panic flashed in Song Qingge's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Now, Ah Ge doesn't have this plan yet." The smile on her lips was very reluctant.

Duan Wangchen was stunned, and then he also pulled out a smile, "It's okay, I know your temperament, and I won't force you." ”

From marriage to now, he has never even possessed her body. When he kept his sanity, he didn't want to force her, he wanted her to give herself to him willingly.

But until now, she didn't mean that.

Duan Wangchen left her house in a huff, and the Wang family kept an eye on him, always asking him to accompany Jiang Wanyin. This is the great-grandson she wants to hold, and naturally she attaches more importance to it than anyone else.

Even the meals sent to the Autumn Garden had to be taken to her for inspection first.

But as soon as she heard that Jiang Wanyin was pregnant, someone was unhappy. Xuanyuan Jing was depressed in King Jing's mansion for a long time, and when he went to the Autumn Garden, Jiang Wanyin was resting.

It was hot and humid at noon, and she was always sleepy when she was pregnant. Rue waited for her to lie down, and then withdrew. She didn't like to be guarded by her bedside when she was asleep, so she was the only one in the room.

Before resting every day, she would drink a bowl of tocolytic medicine and sleep very soundly. In her sleep, she seemed to see a person, who was wearing a crow-blue brocade robe, with a noble identity and a pair of peach blossom eyes. People look noble and noble, but when those eyes look at her, there is always a lot of tenderness.

She tried to see the man's face, and every time she walked in, she was obscured by a heavy fog, and every time she peeled back a layer, another layer waited for her to peel it off.

By the time she finished layer by layer, the man was gone, leaving her with only a crow-blue back. She stood in the same place, looking back and forth, but there was no trace of the person.

She began to panic, trying to find the person who haunted her, and ran forward for a long, long time, but she could not find that trace again.

Jiang Wanyin clutched the quilt tightly, her brows were twisted, and layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Seeing her like this, Xuanyuan Jing took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe the sweat beads from the corners of her forehead, and her brows were also wrinkled, not knowing what she dreamed of, she would be so nervous.

"Don't... Don't, don't go! She screamed and opened her eyes, filled with fear and unease.

"Nightmare?"

Xuanyuan Jing wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead for her again, and asked him softly.

Seeing him, Jiang Wanyin was startled and hurriedly took his hand away, "Fourth brother, why are you here?" ”

"When the king heard that you were pregnant, he came to see you." His face was flat, and there was no trace of joy or anger on his face.

"I, I'm fine, you don't have to go to such great lengths to come and see me." Jiang Wanyin glanced at the room, there were only two of them in the room, and everyone else was taken away by her.

"You're afraid of me?"

Seeing the uneasiness in her eyes, Xuanyuan Jing raised his eyebrows and stared carefully at the expression on her face.

"I didn't." She flatly denied it, but the hand covered in the futon subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

Seeing her move, Xuanyuan Jing's eyebrows spread out a smile, "You still love him." Otherwise, she wouldn't care so much about the fetus in her womb.

Jiang Wanyin turned her face aside and gently opened her lips, "Children are always innocent." "This child, she wants to give birth.

"But what if Duan Wangchen doesn't love him?" Staring at her lower abdomen, which was not yet bulging, Xuanyuan Jing slowly tightened the silk handkerchief.

"He is the husband's biological flesh and blood, and he is also the incense of the Hou Mansion, he will not love him." Jiang Wanyin firmly believes in this. She didn't think about how to capture Duan Wangchen's heart, but she thought that Duan Wuchen would not love this child, this was his own flesh and blood.

"So you're deliberately hiding it from me?" The news that she was pregnant was inadvertently said by the courtiers in the court.

If it weren't for that, he thought that she had given birth to the child, and he didn't know it.

"I don't want anything to happen to him." She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him. His sudden appearance here at this moment terrified her.

"That's good."

He replied with only one word, and left her room.

Jiang Wanyin raised her head and saw the crow-blue robe, her eyes were slightly sick, this robe was very familiar, she always felt that she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember anything.

When Duan Wangchen went to Qiuqian Garden, he found that the maids and servants inside were all stunned, and when they rushed to the room, Jiang Wanyin was lying on the soft couch unharmed, as if nothing had happened.

"But who's here?" Duan Wangchen opened his mouth to ask her.

She opened her eyes slightly, sat up from the soft couch, and looked at him puzzled, "Did something happen?" ”

Duan Wangchen frowned, and glanced at the room very vigilantly, which made her lie down again, "It's okay." ”

Seeing that he didn't ask again, Jiang Wanyin breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he walked out of the Autumn Garden, Duan Wangchen called the secret guards in the mansion, "Who entered the Autumn Garden, you don't even dare to stop it?!" ”

There was a hint of anger in his words.

Several of the guards looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Duan Wangchen turned his head, his eyes shining with a cold light. At this time, the secret guard led by him dared to reply: "Hui Hou Ye, it is the fourth prince." ”

As soon as these words came out, Duan Wangchen's eyes froze, "It's him...", he didn't expect that he would dare to go to Jiang Wanyin's house so blatantly.

Moreover, the most hateful thing is that Jiang Wanyin actually hid it from him, and even if she was pregnant with his own flesh and blood, she refused to settle down? !

"If he comes again next time, you will be like today, and don't stop him." He set up a secret guard in the Hou Gong's mansion, and it was not appropriate for Xuanyuan Jing to know.

"Yes."

A few of the guards agreed.

For a long time, Duan Wangchen accompanied Jiang Wanyin in the Autumn Garden, and I heard that he followed her every step of the way. Even the meals are fed by his own hands.

These words were all heard by Song Qingge from those subordinate maids. There are also rumors that it was because the fourth prince quietly went to the Qiu Yuan to take a look at Jiang Wanyin, and Duan Wangchen was nervous about her, so he followed her every step of the way.

She didn't know if it was true or not, but when she thought of Jiang Wanyin's family background and personality, it was not surprising that she could be involved with Xuanyuan Jing.

But what she didn't expect was that Xuanyuan Jing also came to Zhuyun Yuan to find him.

At that time, she was sitting in the pavilion drinking the plum soup that Furou had just made for her, the plum soup quenched her thirst, and it was a good thing to drink a bowl of plum soup in this hot summer.

When Xuanyuan Jing fell in front of her alone, she thought that Luo Jingsheng had come to see her, but when she looked up, she saw Xuanyuan Jing.

"The Four Princes."

She hurriedly got up and saluted him.

But when he appeared in front of her like this, she always felt dishonorable. Xuanyuan Jing stood in front of her, staring at her for a long time before relenting, "No need to be polite." ”

It's not the first time he's met her, she still looks small and exquisite, but any man who sees her will be afraid that his heart will ripple, but her background is too humble.

"This king is here today because I want you to do something for this king." He did not shy away from telling her the purpose of his visit.

"What can Ah Ge do to help the Four Princes?" She was puzzled.

"Knock out the child in Yin'er's belly, she can't give birth to this child." He took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table.

In the eyebrows and eyes, only the waves are not shocked, and there is no trace of harm.

"I can't do that."

Song Qingge glanced at the fetal pills on the table and exhaled heavily.

"Why can't you do it? You want her to give birth to this child too? Xuanyuan Jing looked at her with interest, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I don't care what Jiang Wanyin is, but I don't want to hurt the child in her belly. Besides, I don't want to stir up unwarranted wrongdoing. ”

She didn't know how much the Wang family looked at the child in Jiang Wanyin's belly, if the child in her belly was so hurt by her, she was afraid that she would cut her with a thousand knives.

"You don't love Duan Wangchen?" Xuanyuan Jing felt that it was very rare, she was so generous, even Jiang Wanyin was pregnant with Duan Wangchen's flesh and blood, she was indifferent.

"It's not your turn to meddle in my cousin's affairs." There was obviously a displeased tone in her words, and she sat back on the stone bench.

"I'll put the medicine here, and it's up to you to decide whether to put it or not." Xuanyuan Jing glanced at her coldly, and he gave her a dismount before leaving.

"Take your stuff away!"

Song Qingge stood up and picked up the small porcelain vase on the table, wanting to catch up with him, but found that he had disappeared from Zhuyun Garden.

"Miss, what is this?"

Furou hurriedly walked over to her and looked at the small porcelain vase she was holding.

"Nothing." She lowered her eyes, frowned, and looked at the small porcelain vase in her hand. He left such a thing here, he was simply going to hurt her.

Biting her lip, she had no choice but to put away the small porcelain vase first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xuanyuan Jing left on his front foot, there was a sound of movement from Qiu Yuan, and a maid said: "The eldest lady had a miscarriage, and she drank the fetal pill that was put down by someone." ”

Song Qingge was stunned, remembering the small porcelain bottle left by Fang Cai Xuanyuan Jing, and hurriedly handed the small porcelain bottle to Fu Rou, urging her, "Hurry up and throw it away!" ”

"Hmm!"

Furou nodded and hurriedly ran out. bumped into a person head-on, it was the Rong family next to the Wang family.

"Where are you going?"

Behind her, there were several small servants in the house, looking menacing.

"Rong, Grandma Rong..."Fu Rou snorted, and her speech had become unfavorable. She hid the small porcelain vase in her hand behind her and clutched it tightly.

"What's in your hand?" Rong looked at her coldly, and there was a threat in his words.

"No, nothing."

Fu Rou stepped back again and again, Song Qingge ran out, and she bumped into her. Fu Rou turned to look at her and called out anxiously, "Miss..."

"Take it out!"

Rong's people kept approaching, and those little guys pulled Fu Rou, she kept shouting, but it didn't work at all, and those little guys snatched the small porcelain bottle from her hand in a few clicks.

Rong held the small porcelain vase in his hand, as if he had won a battle, and said to Song Qingge with a proud face: "The second lady and the old man will go to the Autumn Garden." ”

Song Qingge pulled Fu Rou over and scolded her unconvinced, "I haven't done anything, why should I go with you?!" ”

"I haven't done it yet, after the old lady finds the evidence, there will only be a verdict." After she finished speaking, she deliberately raised the small porcelain bottle in her hand in front of her.

After she finished speaking, the little servants stepped forward, with the intention of escorting her away.

"I'll go by myself!"

Song Qingge gritted her teeth and had to promise her first.

When she went to Qiuqian Garden, Jiang Wanyin was still frowning, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, and her face was very painful. She held Duan Wangchen's hand tightly, and there was a blood stain under her, and the people under her replaced the soaked blood cloth one by one.

She only felt dizziness on her forehead, her chest rose and fell violently, and her brain seemed to be a little deprived of oxygen, and she couldn't see such a bloody scene.

"Husband, is our child really not saved?" Jiang Wanyin grabbed Duan Wangchen's hand and asked him crying, weak and weak.

"Yin'er, you are good."

Duan Wangchen's face was also very painful, and he couldn't bear to tell her what his husband said.

As soon as she drank the fetal pills, she felt a lot of pain in her lower abdomen, and after tossing and turning a few times on the soft couch, she saw red.

When her husband told her that she had drunk the abortion pill that had been given a fetal pill, she couldn't believe it. When Wang heard this, he immediately called Rong to call Song Qingge over to ask about the crime.

To say that the most unwilling Jiang Wanyin in this house to give birth to the fetus in her womb is Song Qingge.

"Get on your knees!"

As soon as Wang saw her, he scolded her.

Song Qingge refused to kneel, she stood aside and settled down, and said stubbornly, "Grandmother, Ah Ge has never done it." ”

Wang raised his head, staring at her with chaotic eyes, "Then what is this?!" Rong handed her the small porcelain vase he had snatched from Furou's hand.

"That, that..."Song Qingge snorted, not knowing how to explain. These things happened too quickly at once, and she knew that Xuanyuan Jing intended to frame her, but whether the fetal pill Jiang Wanyin drank was released by Xuanyuan Jing, she didn't dare to determine.

Now, this fetal pill is in her hand, and she can't open her mouth Xuanyuan Jing put it in her hand, this time she is really dumb and can't tell if she is bitter.

"The fetal pill is in your hand, is it possible that you still want to deny it?!" The anger in Wang's words increased a little more, this is her first great-grandson, how can she not be angry.

"Song Qingge, your heart is really vicious..."Jiang Wanyin lay in Duan Wangchen's arms, and scolded her weakly.

"I said, I haven't done it, and the child in your belly is not my fault." She looked up and looked at her coldly.

This time, she didn't want to be framed for such an inexplicable reason.

"You still don't admit it!"

Wang shouted, and several servants stepped forward and kicked her, and she knelt directly to the ground, and two of them grabbed her shoulders and made her kneel on the ground without moving.

"Miss, Miss!"

Furou was also escorted and called her anxiously a few times.

"Give her a slap in the face until she thinks so!" Wang just looked at her coldly, his face full of anger. Although Jiang Hechi lost his power, Jiang Wanyin was still stronger than her in the end, and this was the first great-grandson she took care of so carefully.

Even if he opened her mouth, it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in Wang's heart.

In the room, there was only crisp slapping.

After the husband took care of Jiang Wanyin's body, he withdrew, and the subordinates also took out the blood-stained cloths.

All of them watched a farce the whole time.

Song Qingge was still pressed and knelt on the ground, Rong's hands hurt, she was stunned and didn't let go, she only gritted her teeth and suffered, and didn't open her mouth to plead.

Duan Wangchen kept holding Jiang Wanyin, never raised his face to look at her, let her be disposed of by the Wang family, and didn't say a word, as if it was someone else who was punished at this moment, not her.

Without Duan Wangchen's obstruction, the Wang family no longer had any worries, and Rong's hands became heavier and heavier.

"Vain Chen'er has taken you in for so many years, but I didn't expect your heart to be so vicious, and you didn't even let go of his own flesh and blood, so you want to make such a heavy hand!"

Wang Shi used the cane in his hand to hit her on the back, she was hit hard and fell to the ground, but she was still muttering: "I haven't done it, that medicine, it's not mine..."

"Who's not yours?" Duan Wangchen, who hadn't spoken for a long time, asked her coldly.

Song Qingge, who fell to the ground, slowly sat up, raised his head and looked at them, "It was the fourth prince who brought it to me, he wanted me to drug my sister, but I didn't do anything." ”

"How could the fourth prince poison the child in Yin'er's womb? A mouthful of gibberish! It was clear that Wang did not believe what she said.

"I don't know, anyway, this medicine is not mine, I haven't done anything..."

"Chen'er, don't believe her, isn't there enough for her to deceive you?" Wang was afraid that Duan Wangchen's ears would be soft, so he hurriedly said a word to remind him.

Duan Wangchen, who just wanted to speak, swallowed the words blocked in his throat and didn't say anything more.

"Pull her down, hit the twenty boards hard, and then lock her up in Zhuyun Garden, and no one can release her!"

Wang's words were loud and full of coldness.

"I said it, I didn't do it!" When they were grabbed from the ground by the two little guys, Song Qingge yelled at them.

She didn't understand why they didn't believe what she said every time. always kept saying how many years they had taken her in, how many years they had covered her heart, but why didn't they even believe what she said, never a word!

The Wang family couldn't listen to her making a fuss, and they were afraid that she would make a noise to Jiang Wanyin, and let someone say that her mouth was blocked. Song Qingge endured it in the house for so long, no matter how much the Rong clan beat her, she couldn't bear to cry, but seeing their indifferent expressions at this moment, her tears unconsciously flowed down her cheeks.

Especially Duan Wangchen, he only said one sentence from beginning to end, "Who is it that isn't yours?" This sentence is only questioned, revealing cold questioning.

Before being dragged out of the house, she gave him a cold glare, and then closed her heavy eyes, and her heart was full of discouragement.

This time, even God didn't pity her, when she was scolded by the cane, the sunlight hanging in the air was very vicious, and her back was hot, especially the injured place.

There was blood on her back, stuck to her light clothes, and she looked striking. By the time she had finished the punishment, she had fainted.

Furou cried as she dragged her back to Zhuyunyuan, and when she took off her clothes, her tears dripped down her clothes one by one.

Even when she was given medicine, she didn't even frown, she must have passed out.

Furou was anxious, so she quietly went to boil her a pair of medicines and waited for her to drink. By evening, her complexion had recovered slightly.

It's just that the puffiness on the face will take some time to recover.

"Cousin, grandmother, why don't you believe me? In this house, you didn't believe me...", she was still in a coma, and began to talk nonsense.

"I've been in this house for so many years, why can't you believe me?" Furou didn't know how long she had been talking, and it wasn't until the second half of the night that she slowly fell asleep and stopped talking nonsense.

It's just that when the day was about to dawn, she slowly developed a high fever again, and Furou put a towel on her several times, but the fever did not go away at all.

The Wang family sent someone to guard Zhuyun Garden, and Song Qingge was not allowed to enter or leave, Furou walked to the door and begged the little guys, but no one paid attention to her.

She stomped her feet, worried about Song Qingge in her heart, so she had to run back first, her face in the room was already burned red, and cold sweat was flowing layer by layer.

"Miss, Miss..." she didn't respond to a few screams in a row, she had no choice but to take out the medicine that Luo Jingsheng gave her before, bit her lip and poured out a pill, and gave it to her.

Since then, she has been staying by Song Qingge's bedside.

When it was dawn, Fu Rou slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing that came to mind was Song Qingge, she hurriedly turned her head, stroked her forehead with her hand, and touched her forehead again, her fever finally slowly subsided.

She slept for a long time, and she dreamed a lot of things, dreaming of the things that happened after she came to the Hou Gongfu, and she dreamed of them all in her dreams.

Song Qingge realized that so many things had happened to her in the Hou Mansion.

Fu Rou, who came back from boiling the medicine for her, saw her open her eyes, her mouth opened and she was excited, and she almost dropped the bowl in her hand, but Song Qingge reminded her, "Be careful." ”

Only then did she realize that the bowl in her hand had almost fallen, and she smiled at her and hurriedly walked up to her, "Miss, you have finally woken up, the slave and maid are worried to death, and they have not slept peacefully in the past few days." As she spoke, the eyes began to burst into tears again.

"Okay, aren't I all right?" She smiled at her and comforted her.

"Hurry up and drink the medicine, you can only be considered fine if you drink the medicine." Furou cried and laughed and began to feed her medicine. The afternoon sun shone in from outside, and there were only two people in the house, one master and one servant.

Song Qingge opened her mouth and drank the medicine she fed.

During this time, she was unconscious, and it was all thanks to Furou that she was able to survive, but she would do whatever she needed.

After drinking the medicine, she leaned back on the cushion and never spoke again.

She didn't want to ask about Duan Wangchen, and she didn't want to know about Jiang Wanyin. Now in such a situation, she can't go out to find Luo Jingsheng, and he can't come here to find her.

She blinked, and an idea came to her.