idle mistress

Chapter 133 The Woman of His Mausoleum King
"Actually, if we really want to dig into the origin of this statement, it may be because the pregnant woman's pregnancy is too young and there are too many unstable factors in the fetus. If you buy an outfit for the child in advance, once the child in the womb has an accidental miscarriage, when Mother's heart hurts seeing these things, so she left such words."

After hearing this, everyone was relieved.

Feng looked at Xu Weiqiu with a dazed expression. In fact, when she said this, she was aiming at making the other party feel uncomfortable.

But as soon as the words came out, she regretted it. What she said was really inappropriate. With her own status, a concubine with a low status, if she didn't try to please the mistress but also offended the mistress, what is it?
She didn't expect that the other party was not only not angry, but also said something to help her out.

Seeing Princess Ling looking over, she lowered her eyes, too ashamed to look at her.

"This little flowered jacket is so exquisitely embroidered, don't you think so, sister Feng." The Qian family next to her was holding a small jacket in her hand and looked at it.

Feng restrained his mind and nodded at her: "Well, the workmanship is very beautiful.".

Staring at her face, Mrs. Qian couldn't help asking with concern: "Sister Feng, you don't look very well, is there something wrong?"

Feng Shi shook his head.

Yao shi leaned over and said, "Sister Feng's complexion is really not very good recently. I heard that Sister Feng sincerely worships the Buddha. Is it because she eats too much vegetarian food and can't keep up with her nutrition?"

Caiyun, the maid behind Feng's, hurriedly said: "My master also eats fast on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year."

"That's right. I heard that my sister went to the temple every two days. I thought my sister was fasting all the time." Yao shi laughed.

Feng's face turned red when she heard this, and after a while, she smiled shyly, and said softly: "No, I just like to listen to the Buddhist scriptures, so I went there a little bit, and Sister Yao laughed."

At the side, Qian saw that they were talking happily, but no one answered his words, so he felt bored, so he turned around and went to another place.

A group of women gathered in the flower hall to drink tea and chat after viewing the small things bought for babies. After taking two sips of tea, Mrs. Feng felt very uncomfortable in her stomach, and hurried to the hut.

She stayed in the hut for a long time, and the close maid Caiyun waited outside but did not see her come out. After rushing in, she was startled by her young lady's sweaty appearance: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, and I'm still a little dizzy, Caiyun, come here and help me."

Caiyun hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and said cautiously: "Wangfei has two imperial physicians here, why not, let's go out and ask them to take your pulse."

Feng quickly shook her head: "I don't dare to bother you, I'll be fine after a short rest."

The two of them sat on the stone bench outside for a long time, Feng Shifang recovered, and returned to the flower hall to see that the other female relatives had already left.

They came together by appointment, and this group of people didn't even wait for me. Are they really in such a hurry?

Feng's face immediately became extremely ugly.

Xu Weiqiu saw that her face was pale, and stepped forward to say a few words of concern. Feng Shi insisted that she was fine and left in a hurry.

Haitang sent the master and servant outside the door, and when they turned back, they heard Caiyun's exclamation in the distance: "Ah... miss... come quickly, my miss has fainted..."

Xu Weiqiu reacted immediately, lifted the hem of his skirt and rushed out of the flower hall.

Seeing her running fast regardless of her pregnancy, Haitang who was following behind was frightened and quickly shouted: "Ma'am, walk slowly."

The master and servant ran out of the door and went up the long corridor, and saw Caiyun supporting her young lady to squat on the ground, Feng's obviously lost consciousness.

"Quickly, put the person on the ground." Under Xu Weiqiu's instructions, Feng's family was laid flat on the bluestone road.

"Haitang, go and get the secret ointment from my bedside table." The ointment was prepared by herself, and it has the same effect as white flower oil, which can refresh the mind.

Haitang took orders and left in a hurry.

Xu Weiqiu stepped forward and lifted Feng's head gently, and held her among the crowd with one hand, and asked the maid beside her:

"Caiyun, does your master have any underlying diseases?"

"What is an underlying disease?" Caiyun was at a loss when asked.

"Is there any discomfort on weekdays?"

Caiyun shook her head: "My young lady can eat and sleep, and she is in good health, but just now she complained of stomach discomfort after drinking some tea."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng's eyes opened. Seeing this, Caiyun hurriedly approached: "Miss, you're awake, you've frightened the slaves to death."

"What's wrong with me?" Feng asked.

"You fainted as you walked..."

Taking advantage of the gap between the conversation between master and servant, Xu Weiqiu pressed Feng's wrist with two fingers to give her a pulse.

Only then did Feng Shi notice her, and he couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, can you still take your pulse?"

Xu Weiqiu motioned her to be quiet, and he waited for a moment, the pulse under his fingers seemed to be slippery and strong, like a rolling bead, but it was slippery, and the expression on her face changed slightly.

Feng shi sat up with the support of her maid Caiyun, seeing her strange expression, she couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, did you find anything?"

Two fingers left her wrist lightly, Xu Weiqiu held back his trembling heart and said:

"Congratulations, Sister Feng, you are lucky."

Hearing this, Caiyun looked up in disbelief, Feng's face turned pale for a while, and then she said in a panic: "Madam is not a doctor, she must have a wrong pulse."

"If you don't believe me, Sister Feng can find another expert to consult again."

Xu Weiqiu felt unhappy and didn't pay attention to the strange expression on Feng's face at this moment.

With a pale face, Feng Shi pushed Caiyun with his elbow, Caiyun came back to his senses, bid farewell to Xu Weiqiu and hurried away with Feng Shi.

Haitang rushed over with the ointment, but there was no sign of Feng's master and servant, only her master was standing on the corridor with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Ma'am, how is Aunt Feng?"

Xu Weiqiu looked back and said softly: "She's fine, let's go back."

... Why in the past year or so, he hasn't touched any other woman except himself. It's really a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

Xu Weiqiu only felt nausea for a while, she tried her best not to vomit, turned around and went back to the residence step by step.

Looking at the room full of baby products, Xu Weiqiu felt a lump in her throat, and she couldn't help but slowly closed her eyes.

The man said that she liked his daughter, so he happily went shopping for baby girl products.

How ironic it all looks now.

She felt betrayed, but she couldn't make trouble or scold, because it was his concubine who conceived his child.

She is the first wife, but the other party is not the mistress, but a woman who is worthy of the name of his mausoleum king.

In this patriarchal society, men and women are not equal. Women are only required to remain chaste to men, but men can have three wives, four concubines, and even three thousand harems.

　Lin looked back and found that there were many typos.However, the background cannot be modified at will after it is put on the shelves.I'm really sorry, and thank you for your support.

　　
　
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