Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 411 Miscarriage, the sky is falling (1 more)
Hearing this, Wen Wan felt a little baffled, "You have been married to him for almost seven years, and you don't trust him?"

"There is trust, but not to the level of complete trust." Lin Xiaoyue didn't know how to describe her heart.

"Did he do something to apologize to you?" Wen Wan asked.

Lin Xiaoyue shook her head, "No."

"So he treats you badly?"

"nor."

"Then he has neither been sorry for you nor treated you badly, why don't you trust him?"

Wen Wan said, looking at Lin Xiaoyue's lower abdomen, "The second child is about to fall to the ground, and you told me that you don't trust the person next to your pillow, is it hypocritical?"

Lin Xiaoyue was so choked that she couldn't speak.

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, Wen Wan said again: "The seventh master just left, you couldn't wait to drag me to Fahua Temple to pray for safety, and then throw copper coins to maybe make your wish. Are these just superficial efforts?"

"Of course not!" Lin Xiaoyue retorted immediately, "I don't do such hypocritical things."

"Then I don't understand." Wen Wan looked at the other party suspiciously, "You are nervous that he will give birth to him, and at the same time you say you don't trust him. Isn't it contradictory?"

Being directly attacked, Lin Xiaoyue was very embarrassed, "I have already realized these problems before you came, so you can help me figure out what to do?"

"What else can you do? Eat on time, sleep well, and raise your baby with peace of mind. This is the most important thing you should do now. It's useless to think about anything else."

Seeing that she wanted to refute, Wen Wan stopped in time, "As long as you don't think about it, you can't have nightmares at night, look at you, how long has it been, you've made yourself look like this, if the little guy in your belly knows My mother doesn't know how to take care of him so much, maybe she really doesn't want you to be his mother in a fit of anger."

Lin Xiaoyue thought that the unborn baby might feel resentful because of her irresponsibility, so she gasped, and promised Wen Wan, "I understand, from now on, I must eat and sleep on time, and take good care of the baby."

"That's right." Wen Wan curled her lips and smiled with satisfaction, "I'm usually a transparent person when I'm with you, but when something like this happens to you, you should be able to tell which is more important, don't Let more people worry about you."

A bit of embarrassment appeared on Lin Xiaoyue's face, "Wen Wan, thank you."

"You should thank me." The two are already very familiar, and Wen Wan will not be polite in front of her, "If I don't come today, you probably have to continue to toss, and when you really see the red and lose your child, Are you happy?"

Lin Xiaoyue looked at her flatteringly, "I already know I was wrong, so please stop stabbing my heart, it hurts."

"Do you have a long memory if it doesn't hurt?"

"Yes, yes, what you say is right, whether you are thirsty or not, come have a cup of tea." Lin Xiaoyue poured her a cup of hot tea.

Wen Wan was not too polite, took it over to warm her hands, and glanced at their charcoal basin from the corner of her eyes, "Is this the best silver frost charcoal from the charcoal company?"

Lin Xiaoyue nodded and said yes, "I sent it when winter first came."

In the imperial city, the empresses and favored concubines used the top-grade red basket charcoal, and the silver frost charcoal was the highest standard house charcoal rewarded to the courtiers.

With Su Qing's rank, it's not surprising that their family would have one.

After Lin Xiaoyue finished speaking, she turned her head and told Jin Zhi, "Go and prepare two baskets of silver frost charcoal, and send them to the Song Mansion later."

Jin Zhi responded, and just about to step out, Wen Wan hurriedly called her, "Don't bother, I'm just asking casually."

Lin Xiaoyue knew that the Song family didn't have this kind of charcoal, so she said to Wen Wan, "Master Qi won the battle, and people from the palace sent a lot of charcoal. My house is the only one in our family to burn, and it won't be used up in one winter."

After a pause, she said, "Take it as a thank you gift from me."

Wen Wan almost spit out a mouthful of tea, "My favor is only worth two baskets of charcoal?"

"This is called sending warmth, understand?" Lin Xiaoyue didn't feel that she was picky at all, "It's much more valuable than those fancy gold, stone and jade objects."

Wen Wan put down the teacup and counted with her with her fingers, "If you really give me a piece of jade, I'll take it to a pawn shop and change hands. The money I get in exchange may not be enough to buy two baskets of charcoal. Otherwise, you can just give it to me directly." I got the money."

"I'll give you money, where can you buy silver cream charcoal?" Lin Xiaoyue rolled her eyes, "I've never seen someone so greedy for money like you."

"No way, they are all poor, who cares about money when they are rich?"

"..."

The two baskets of silver frost charcoal were finally sent to the Song family.

There are only two yards in their house, Wen Wan sent one basket to Rong Antang's parents-in-law, and kept the other basket in her own yard.

No matter how ignorant Mrs. Song was, she could see that the quality of the charcoal was much better than what they were burning now, so she asked who sent it.

Wen Wan told the truth that she was the lady who came to stay at home for a while back then.

Mrs. Song recognized Lin Xiaoyue, and she was a little excited when she heard what Wen Wan said, "He is so generous, why don't we show it?"

Wen Wan didn't tell Granny Song about Lin Xiaoyue's current situation, fearing that her mother-in-law would worry about it, she just told her not to worry about these things, and she had already given what she should give.

Mrs. Song knew that this daughter-in-law was safe, so she was relieved to hear what she said.

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After being persuaded by Wen Wan, Lin Xiaoyue stopped thinking about it since that day, and calmed down to raise her baby by eating and drinking.

The peace talisman that Fahua Temple asked for could not be given to Su Qing, so she wore it on herself.

Staying away from the troubles of nightmares, her complexion has improved a lot these days, but she still feels uncomfortable in her lower abdomen occasionally.

Lin Xiaoyue was very nervous about this baby. If there was anything wrong with it, she would ask the doctor to see it. The doctor said that her pulse was very stable, and told her to rest more and keep her mood happy.

Lin Xiaoyue suspected that the government doctor had been bought by someone, and asked Jin Zhi to quietly invite a doctor from outside.

The doctor outside didn't see anything wrong.

Jin Zhi said: "Grandma's concern is chaotic, worrying too much, our family's doctor, that is the person who Qi Ye personally picked before leaving, there will be absolutely no problem, not to mention the doctor outside also said that the child's pulse Phase stable, healthy!"

"Really?" Lin Xiaoyue seemed a little absent-minded.

"Grandma, don't think about it, this servant will help you out for a walk."

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Despite all precautions, Lin Xiaoyue still had a miscarriage.

On a snowy night in the deep winter, there was a knock on the gate of the Song Mansion, followed by the sound of barking dogs, one after another.

The news was transmitted from the porter to the second gate, and the woman on the second gate passed it to Yun Cai, who was watching the night, and Yun Cai notified the master.

Wen Wan was soundly asleep when she was awakened by a panicked knock on the door outside.

When he was confused, the bedside lampshade was lit, and the orange light dispelled some drowsiness.

Wen Wan tilted her head, seeing that Song Wei had already got out of bed with clothes on, she turned around and told her to continue sleeping, and he went out to have a look.

It was too cold outside, Wen Wan was too lazy to move, she nodded after hearing what the man said, and closed her eyes.

There was a faint voice coming from the door. It was hard to hear what was being said, but the word "miscarriage" could be heard clearly, probably because the person who said it was afraid and unknowingly increased the volume.

The drowsiness in Wen Wan's body faded away in an instant, she threw off the brocade quilt, put on her clothes swiftly, and quickly went to the outside room.

The door was still open, Song Wei was standing on the threshold, and Yun Cai was whispering outside.

Hearing the movement, Song Wei turned to look at her, "Why are you up?"

"What did you just say?" Wen Wan looked straight at Yun Cai.

Yun Cai glanced at Song Wei subconsciously, as if she dared not say anything, she wanted to ask the hostess first.

Song Wei replied, "Mrs. Su had a miscarriage."

Wen Wan was stunned for a while before realizing that the "Mrs. Su" he was talking about was Lin Xiaoyue.

……

Worrying about Wen Wan running so far at night at the National People's Congress, Song Wei accompanied her to the Dudu's Mansion.

He is a foreigner, and it is not convenient for him to enter the inner courtyard. When he arrived, Manager Liu arranged for him to drink tea in the front hall.

Wen Wan followed the leading maid in their house to Lin Xiaoyue's yard.

The blood-stained mattresses in the main room had all been replaced. Considering the cold weather, the servants did not dare to open the windows to breathe, so they only lit incense to reduce the smell in the room as much as possible.

But even so, people who come in from the outside can still smell it easily.

When Wen Wan opened the bead curtain of the cubicle, she saw Lin Xiaoyue lying flat on the bed with blank eyes.

There was not much blood on her face, her expression was dull, and she didn't seem to hear what the servant girl was saying to her.

Seeing Wen Wan coming, several servant girls bowed their knees and wanted to salute her.

Wen Wan raised her hand, signaling not to make any noise to disturb Lin Xiaoyue's rest.

Then let them all go out again.

Jin Zhi carried the copper basin, took the little maids with him, and quickly left the main room.

Wen Wan moved a stool and sat down, took Lin Xiaoyue's exposed hand into her palm, and just accompanied her silently, without saying a word.

After a long time, Lin Xiaoyue seemed to have consciousness, rolled her eyes twice, and said hoarsely, "Are you here?"

"how do you feel?"

Afraid that she would feel pain, Wen Wan relaxed her hand slightly.

"I feel like the sky is falling."

She didn't cry, as if she couldn't cry anymore, her voice was weak.

"The sky is not falling." Wen Wan said, "As long as you are willing to stand up and go out, you will definitely be able to see it."

(End of this chapter)