The cool autumn breeze blew open the gauze curtain of the carriage from time to time, making Song Wan feel a bit chilly.
Seeing her stiffening, Jiang Xingjian frowned slightly, opened the carriage's secret compartment and took out the soft blanket in the middle.
"Thank you, husband."
Putting it casually on his shoulders, Song Wan looked indifferent again.
Jiang Xingjian clasped his hands and turned his face away.
She is always like this, neither angry nor annoyed.
She could shirk her grandmother's last instructions, or call her husband lightly. Many times, Jiang Xingjian couldn't understand what she was thinking.
Song Wan is different from Lin Jiayue. Lin Jiayue will call him by name when she is angry, cry and make trouble. If the two of them are affectionate, she will act coquettishly and tease him, but Song Wan never does this.
Jiang Xingjian even felt that even if one day he suddenly died suddenly in front of Song Wan, she would only look at him with such cold and cold eyes, neither sad nor happy.
Feeling depressed, he raised his hand to lift the car curtain to get some air, but he quickly remembered something and carefully closed the car curtain.
The two returned to the Hou Mansion. Song Wan said that her husband had rested earlier and turned around to leave.
One day in the palace, she felt extremely tired. When she returned to the Lan courtyard, Hengzhi and Hengwu helped her remove her makeup and wash herself. Song Wan's eyes were half closed and he was so sleepy that he went to Hengzhi and took a handkerchief to help her clean her face. Somewhat sane.
"Miss, there was a problem at Xiuyan Pavilion today."
"What happened?"
Heng Zhi said: "During the day, Aunt Lin suddenly ran out like crazy and kept saying that she heard the sound of drums. I looked at her like that, she was really very ill."
"Indeed." Heng Wu frowned and said, "Miss, you have never seen Aunt Lin look like that. I heard that she was like this every day and night, which kept Aunt Li and Mrs. Liu awake all night. This happened while taking a nap.”
"My servant heard from the little girl in the courtyard that everyone in Xiuyan Pavilion was disturbed by Aunt Lin and became delirious. During the day, Aunt Li was sleeping and she also said she heard strange noises."
Song Wan frowned slightly when he heard this: "Has Grandma Li heard it too?"
Heng Zhi knelt down and leaned into Song Wan's ear and said, "Miss, do you think she is Aunt Huaisu?"
"Won't."
Song Wan said: "Huai Su has served the Marquis since she was a child, and she is the most loyal. Although I don't know if she is jealous, but without Jiang Xingjian's order, she would never do anything to harm the heirs of the Marquis."
"Is that the Marquis..."
Song Wan shook his head blankly: "If Jiang Xingjian doesn't want this fetus, just give him a bowl of abortion medicine, why do it have to be so complicated?"
"I think Aunt Lin is suffering from hysteria."
The three masters and servants were chatting when they heard another noise coming from the Xiuyan Pavilion. Seeing Heng Wu's high spirits, Song Wan hurriedly asked her to live in the courtyard and not go looking for fun.
It was quiet all over the Lan Courtyard, everyone from the master to the servants slept peacefully, but the Xiuyan Pavilion was so noisy that people were upset.
Lin Jiayue held her belly, covered her ears, and cried in panic. She had been emotionally unstable during pregnancy, and now she was frightened one after another, and her physical condition became worse and worse.
When Jiang Xingjian walked in, she only saw her empty eyes. Because she was so thin, only a bulging belly was visible all over her body, which looked quite scary.
He frowned slightly and stepped forward to take her back to the bed.
"uncomfortable?"
"Xing Jian, I'm afraid."
Jiang Xingjian said: "It's just the inner demons causing trouble. You can rest assured and raise the baby."
Gently touching Lin Jiayue's lower abdomen, he said quietly: "If you sleep like this every day and don't eat well, will it affect the baby in your belly?"
"I do not know I do not know."
"Stop asking. You ask me every day, how do I know?"
Lin Jiayue held her belly in her hands and felt anxious: "I have eaten well and rested well. He will be fine."
While crying, she touched her belly gently, and after thinking for a while, she struggled to get up from the bed: "I'm going to eat something."
Calling Qian Bi to ask Xiao Chuang to make supplements for herself, Lin Jiayue took out the silver needles and tested them one by one before starting to eat them.
She had no appetite and couldn't eat after just a few mouthfuls of soup.
Seeing this, Jiang Xingjian said worriedly: "How can you only eat this little? If you don't eat more, how can the child in your belly be healthy? If there is any problem with the birth in the future..."
"Stop talking!"
Lin Jiayue suddenly overturned the dinner plate on the table, and the warm tonic soup made her arms turn red.
As if she had been burned out of her wits, she cried and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, I'm just so annoyed...Jiang Xingjian, you always say there's something wrong with the child, it makes me so annoyed."
Jiang Xingjian stood aside, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm just worried about you, and also worried about our children."
"I know, I know, I know."
Lin Jiayue tugged at her hair, and several dark hair strands wrapped around her fingers and fell off. She shook it off in annoyance, sat back on the table, grabbed some snacks and stuffed them into her mouth.
Jiang Xingjian just watched quietly without saying a word.
When she couldn't hold it anymore and vomited, he stepped forward and stroked her back: "Eat slowly, don't torment yourself like this, your body will collapse, and the baby will not be well either."
Lin Jiayue trembled all over, her irritability, boredom, and the urge to go crazy made her vision darken.
But when she looked up at herself in the bronze mirror, who looked neither human nor ghost, and then looked at Jiang Xingjian beside her, who was still as gentle as jade and graceful, she swallowed down the irritation in her heart.
But the more depressed it became, the more it made people almost crazy. Lin Jiayue pushed Jiang Xingjian away, rinsed her mouth and lay back on the bed.
Jiang Xingjian sat aside silently waiting for her to fall asleep. Lin Jiayue turned her back to him for a long time and whispered: "Go and rest. Don't worry about me."
"I will stay with you, the night will be cool, and I will leave when you fall asleep."
Gently stroking her hair, Lin Jiayue slowly closed her eyes in irritation.
In the dead of night, Lin Jiayue was half asleep. Suddenly she heard the faint sound of drums outside the window. She was afraid of panic, but she was forced to rush out of the house in a rage.
There was nothing in the darkness, but the moonlight was cold. Lin Jiayue couldn't help crying anymore: "Jiang Jing? I'm sorry for you, can you let me go?"
When Grandma Li and Mrs. Liu saw that she was making trouble again, they stepped forward and carried her back to the house.
After spending the night in such a daze, Lin Jiayue felt that she had had a long dream. When she woke up in a daze, Jiang Xingjian was looking at her tenderly beside the bed: "I heard that you went out again last night? But you were cold. Already?"
Lin Jiayue shook her head with red eyes, and Jiang Xingjian helped her up: "I asked the kitchen to make meat soup for you. The doctor said that eating more can ensure the smooth birth of the baby in the belly."
“Egyo simplification…”
Lin Jiayue's eyes turned red: "Is my current condition very bad? Do you think there will be problems with our child after birth?"
He kept asking how the child was doing all day long, and Lin Jiayue felt so stressed.
She knows more than anyone else in this era, and the child in her belly may not be very healthy, either physically or mentally.
"Do you think there will be any problems with him?"
Nowadays, there is no prenatal check-up, and she does not believe in traditional Chinese medicine. Those doctors only take the pulse and say they can cure the disease. She always feels unsure.
Touching her lower abdomen, Lin Jiayue cried and asked, "Speak."
Jiang Xingjian's eyelids narrowed slightly, covering the look in his eyes: "Everyone in the world knows that mother and child are connected. As a mother, you should know whether the child is good or not."
"Why, don't you think you can protect him and let him come into the world healthy?"
