Chapter 73 - Past and Present Life

When Yang Fen heard Jiang Shan’s words, she was so angry that she raised her hand and hit him. After the noise here was enough, the family took Jiang Xi to divide the fish. In the past, Jiang Xi had hung herself three times and had not yet died, so people had been pointing fingers at her. Now that she had obtained so many Lucky Fish, no one talked about her past. Many people around her had asked Yang Fen about it, both openly and secretly. Even her sons, Jiang Er, Jiang Shan, and Jiang Si, had many people asking if they wanted to marry a wife. Yang Fen answered with a beaming face and was extremely happy.

In the Zhao family’s courtyard, Zhao Yingying did not even eat dinner. She had a high fever when she returned to her room. Zhao Ruifeng did not have time to deal with the matter, and he hurriedly ran back with the five-year-old boy with a broken right hand.

Zhao Yingying seemed to have had a dream. There was a sky full of fire, swallowing her body bit by bit. There was also her unborn child… In her dream, she was at the Zhao residence in Jing City. The sky was gloomy as if it was heavy and breathless. It should have been a garden full of flowers, but now it was desolate. The autumn wind blew, and the ground was full of fallen leaves. She lay on the bed with a big belly, in excruciating pain. With a creak, a person who looked like a maidservant hurriedly pushed open the door to the backyard. Her face was covered in sweat, and her lips were trembling in panic. “Madam, Sir Jiang Er has entered the palace. He said that the crown prince consort’s pregnancy has been affected. The crown prince has invited all the Imperial physicians to wait for her. Sir Jiang Er has also gone with her.”

Zhao Yingying’s face was ashen, and she was rolling around on the bed with cold sweat all over her head. Ever since her father passed away, her eldest brother, Zhao Ruifeng, had been getting more and more unlucky. He was sent by the Emperor to guard the borders, and no one knew when he would return. Zhao Yingying stayed alone in Jing City, and her father’s wife, Xiao Meili, made the decision to marry Zhao Yingting to the new rich man in Jing City Jiang si. No one knew what kind of shady things Jiang Si had found out about Xiao Meili but he actually relied on Xiao Meili, the empress, and the favored Zhao Panpan. His official position was getting higher and higher.

“My child… My child… Go find my grandfather. Get my grandfather to save me…” Zhao Yingying’s face was pale. A few years ago, Crown Prince Dong Sheng’s former crown princess died of illness. Zhao Panpan was promoted to the crown prince’s main consort, and her grandfather’s family was brought back by Xiao Meili. Her grandfather rarely participated in the Zhao family’s affairs, but when Zhao Panpan was promoted to the crown prince’s consort, there were many bad rumors in Jing City. Xiao Meili had asked her grandfather to come back and take charge of the situation in order to block the rumors. Fortunately, her grandfather had once put in a few good words for Zhao Yingying, and her eldest brother, Zhao Ruifeng, had also grown up in front of her grandfather. Now, the family was under the control of Jiang Si alone, and he watched over it strictly. No one could interfere, and her days were very difficult.

The servant girl heard the order and ran out in a hurry, but Zhao Yingying’s lower body slowly oozed blood. “Big brother… Big brother… It would be good if your luck can be just a little better…” Zhao Yingying’s face was full of tears, and her nails, which were gripping the bed sheet, had turned white. She was only about twenty years old, but her hair had turned white. She was supposed to be at an age of blooming, but she had gone through many vicissitudes of life and had lost the youth that she should have.

Everyone would sigh at the mention of Zhao Ruifeng. This person was brave and good at fighting and guarding the country, so no foreign enemies dared to offend him. However, his luck was very bad! After the death of eleven fiancées, no woman dared to match him. Even the emperor was afraid of his bad luck and gave him the greatest military power, but he was not allowed to enter Jing City. If he was not summoned by the emperor, he was never allowed to enter Jing City. Zhao Ruifeng was probably the first person in history to be harmed by bad luck! Now that he had left a younger sister alone in Jing City, and she even married the current prime minister, Jiang Si, Zhao Yingying probably seemed extremely fortunate in the eyes of outsiders.

“I’m just a chess piece in your hands. Jiang Si, you married me only for the power of the Zhao family. It’s just cooperation between you and Xiao Meili.” In her dream, Zhao Yingying smiled bitterly, and the breath of the fetus in her stomach became weaker and weaker. “Outsiders used to say that you used your sister’s life to get to where you are today. You’re cold-blooded and heartless. You only treat Zhao Panpan differently. Oh, my child…” Zhao Yingying was in a daze when she vaguely saw the fire outside. Her nose was filled with thick smoke. If it was not an arsonist, how could the fire burn so quickly? In the end, Jiang Si did not want her to live. The thick smoke choked Zhao Yingying, and she could not breathe. The child in her belly had long stopped moving, and it was as silent as a pool of still water. She did not even avoid the burning red pillar that fell from the beam. She lay there straight, feeling the pain of her skin being split open and her flesh being torn. However, the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. Her child must be in the same pain, right?