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Two months later.
Anseong.
Wen Zhigu couldn't sleep well these days, tossing and turning at night. One time, she dreamed of Ling Xue. Ling Xue was standing next to her, looking at her big belly. She asked herself why she was killed. Not enough, everything that should belong to her was taken away...
Wen Zhigu woke up and stared blankly at the dark room. There was no one in the room.
Her stomach suddenly cramped, and Wen Zhigu gasped in pain. She clutched her stomach and struggled to get up from the bed. She could hardly stand. She held the table and chair and went to open the door. She looked around the courtyard and said I didn't see any suspicious people, so I was convinced that I was having a nightmare.
But after just standing there for a short while, Wen Zhigu became more and more painful. She supported herself by the door, gasping weakly and shouting: "Here comes someone..."
That night, Wen Zhigu was about to give birth.
The servants in Wen's house stayed up all night, busy and anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mrs. Ji's child.
Wen Zhigu lay on the bed, clutching the quilt tightly, crying in pain.
Almost all the tears in this life have been shed.
All the servants heard Wen Zhigu's scream. She was crying: "Ji Xubai, I'm going to kill you!"
The moment the child was born, Wen Zhigu screamed, her whole head tilted back on the pillow, her eyes widened to the limit, and then gradually became blurry, her pale lips were slightly open, and she couldn't even breathe.
My ears were buzzing and I couldn't hear anything clearly.
She saw the midwife pick up the child, wrap it in swaddling clothes, and say to her with a smile: "Young lady, it's a little boy."
Wen Zhigu slowly closed his wet eyes and passed out.
Until Wen Zhigu woke up, her maid Aqiu asked her if she wanted to see the young master. Wen Zhigu shook her head and refused to see the child.
At first, Aqiu thought it was because the young lady was too tired, but for several days, Wen Zhihu refused to see her child, and the child had no choice but to be taken care of by a wet nurse.
However, not long after, Aqiu couldn't help but come to her, knelt in front of her and said: "Young madam, I don't know what the dispute is between you and the second young master, but the child is innocent, and the second young master has been exiled to Beige. , The child cannot live without his mother. He has been crying at night for the past two days, and his voice has become hoarse from crying. Don’t you want to take a look at him and give him a hug?"
Wen knew the reason and was indifferent.
She said hoarsely: "I don't want to."
But Ah Qiu probably didn't know that, and Wen knew it was because he was afraid.
It was the child of her and the person she hated most in her life. When the child was still in her belly, she wanted to kill him. However, this child had been with her for several months. Now that the child was finally born, she did not She was really afraid of having the courage to take a look. She was afraid that once she saw the child, she would become soft-hearted.
But Ah Qiu would not understand this. She said with red eyes: "Young madam! The child is innocent! He has been crying. He just wants his mother!"
Wen Zhigu remained unmoved, so Aqiu had no choice but to go out.
At night, Wen Zhigu slowly pushed open the room where the child was. A dim lamp was lit in the room. Wen Zhigu came closer, sat down on the cradle bed, and lowered his head to look at the little one in the cradle.
What a really small kid.
His facial features hadn't fully grown yet, but Wen Zhigu could tell at a glance that the outline of his features... were really similar to that person's.