Although Mrs. Wen is also resentful in her heart, she has to preside over the overall situation, "Okay, how can I say it's your sister in your name, Master is not at home, you all give me a break."
"Yes, ma'am." Third Auntie said wryly.
"Don't stand here, you can help the second aunt to go back to rest, and let the doctor diagnose and treat as soon as possible. My lady has a headache, and the third aunt helps me go back." Madam Wen was too lazy to take a look at her. Auntie is at odds.
When the third sister-in-law heard this, she wanted to watch it more and it would be lively. Seeing this, she could only leave with Mrs. Wen.
When everyone saw that Mrs. Wen was gone, they all dispersed.
Only the second aunt's personal maid helped her back into the house with difficulty, and then immediately went to inform Wen Wanzhi.
Wen Wanzhi got the news, looked at the second aunt who was not angry, and suddenly wailed.
"Miss, don't cry, the doctor will be here soon."
Upon hearing this, she gave the maid a slap with a "pop!"
As soon as the voice fell, the doctor arrived and checked the pulse of the mother's mother, "Auntie, this is because the cold has entered the body, which has led to a coma. When I wake up, it depends on God's will."
Hearing this, Wen Wanzhi looked angry, "What do you mean by God's will, you quack doctor, I'm going to ask the imperial doctor to treat my mother."
"Miss, Madam typhoid fever is in the body, as long as you survive today and tomorrow, it will be fine." The doctor said respectfully, but he was contemptuous in his heart. He was just a child born to his aunt and really thought he was a noble daughter of blood.
Wen Wanzhi felt much calmer when she heard this, and immediately ordered the maid, "You go to the doctor for medicine."
After the doctor and the maid left, Wen Wanzhi put away her tears, "It's really useless, let you do something, but you can still fall into the pond. It seems that you can't count on it. I have to rely on myself to stand up."
After finishing speaking, Wen Wanzhi opened the door and walked out regardless of the fact that Wen Mu was not awake on the bed. She is the chess piece in the mother's eyes. The mother-daughter relationship has long disappeared, and all the outsiders see are illusions.
Back in the house, Wen Wanzhi started to write a letter.
At this moment, the door was pushed in, and Wen Wanzhi just wanted to say something. When she saw someone coming, her expression instantly changed respectful. At least superficially, the concubine of the prime minister's mansion has a distinguished status.
"Mother, why are you here, what's the matter?"
"Wanzhi, I have heard about you. Although you have lost your virginity and cannot enter the official house, you are still more than enough to be the wife of a merchant house. With our status as a literary family, you can't be wronged. , You see, here are the homes of some prestigious merchants in Ryukyu." Mrs. Wen gave her the list with a gentle look.
Wen Wanzhi felt uneasy. Although I was a concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was only one daughter in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Why should I marry a copper-smelly merchant
"Mother, the child doesn't want to marry." She directly said what she was thinking.
Hearing this, Mrs. Wen's mouth was gentle, "Wanzhi, mother knows that you are unwilling, but the crime of liaison with the guard is very serious. If you don't marry as soon as possible, then your father may not be able to keep you."
"Mother, are you threatening me? Does Dad know about this?" Wen Wanzhi said coldly.
As soon as this remark came out, Wen Wanzhi had a majestic gaze, "The master never interferes with the house. Although you were not born to me, I am still your mother. Since ancient times, the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker, how? Do you want to do it again?"
"Mother, the child does not mean this, but Dad once said that as long as the child likes it, even the prince can marry." Wen Wanzhi wanted to use this as a weapon, and hoped that she would change her mind, but she would never think of it. The words will become her reminder.
Hearing these words, Mrs. Wen's heart grew colder. You love that woman's daughter so much, but our son is suffering outside.
"You also know that it was once. Your scandal in the palace has long been spread. Which family will want a woman who has lost her virginity as a wife?" Mrs. Wen looked calm, but her words were as sharp as a knife.
Wen Wanzhi was severely stabbed in her heart. She knew that she had to meet Hua Ziqing as soon as possible. Only in this way could she get rid of the current predicament.
But she would never think that the life-saving straw in her heart was the man behind the scenes that took her life.
"Wanzhi, my mother won't hurt you, so I came to drink this cup of tea." Madam Wen handed her the medicated tea.
Wen Wanzhi suddenly raised a vigilance in her heart, "Mother, what kind of tea is this?"
"It's not the ordinary tea in your house, but what kind of tea can it be." Madam Wen said calmly and calmly.
Somehow, Wen Wanzhi felt a little uneasy, but under Mrs. Wen's stare, she still took the drink.
"Mother, my daughter is a little tired. I want to take a break and visit my aunt later." Wen Wanzhi always feels that Mrs. Wen is a bit strange today. To protect herself, she still feels better to stay away from her.
Seeing that she had drunk the tea, Mrs. Wen looked even more gentle, "Well, rest a lot."
After saying this, Mrs. Wen raised her leg and walked out of the house. From then on, the daughter of humble life could never wake up again.
Wen Wanzhi was sitting on the chair, her heart beat suddenly, and her hand overturned the tea cup to the ground uncontrollably. Before long, she felt a little tired, and she was sleepy. She fell on the bed, her body weakened, her head drowsy, and her thoughts becoming increasingly unclear.
Best, she couldn't resist it anymore, she couldn't even speak anymore, so she "sleeped" over.
Mrs. Wen stayed outside the door all the time, counting the time, walking in, and seeing Wen Wanzhi who was already dead, the corners of her mouth overflowed with a sneer.
She cleaned up the scene and put Wen Wanzhi on the bed. Instead of asking her to write the suicide note, she wrapped her hand in a handkerchief and used a knife to engrave the words under the blanket to do it all. , She left.
Back at the house, looking as if nothing had happened, Mrs. Wen knew that Wen Wanzhi's personal maid had been dealt with by the second aunt when she was in Palindrome.
Therefore, she now wants to find a way to let people know the fact that Wen Wanzhi is dead.
After passing through my mind, I suddenly thought of a person, and the corners of his mouth raised fiercely, "Come on, go and call Sanyi Niang over."
The infertility of the third aunt is caused by the second aunt. The third aunt is beautiful, has no brain, and contradicts the second aunt. She is the best scapegoat.
I did so much just to meet the children. How long will it take for the hat man to fulfill his promise? I don’t know where the child is, how good is it, did he marry a wife and have children? Thinking of this, Mrs. Wen felt warmth in her heart.