"What shall I do, miss? More than a month has passed, and the Lord hasn't written to me yet. Miss, is the Lord forgetting you? If it goes on like this, my husband and wife will surely find out. " Fan Yi stands in front of Lian Jiawen.
For a month, Lian Jiawen was thin and thin. She sat beside the piano, stroking it with her fingers and singing a piece of Acacia.
"Fenyi, he will come back. I believe him." At the end of the song, Lian Jiawen stood up. She was as thin as a gust of wind.
"Miss." Looking at the young lady's appearance, Fan Yi felt a burst of heartache and went forward to help him: "Miss, the maid is also worried about you, if the Lord comes back a few months later, miss, you..." She really didn't want to go to a scene like that.
Poor lady, how can you be so confused.
"It's OK. Just be careful and you'll be OK." Even Jiawen grinned bitterly, and she didn't expect to have the situation today.
If she had not indulged herself and had not drunk, how could she have come to this point.
"Wen Wen." Lian Jiawen's mother even her wife came in with a bowl of ginger soup: "I heard the maid in the kitchen say that you have a bad appetite this month, but you are sick. If you are sick, please ask a doctor to see you. You are thin recently. If you don't know, you should think that your mother didn't let you eat." Mrs. Lian took Lian Jiawen's hands and sighed silently in her heart.
As a mother, she knows something about her daughter's mind.
The daughter likes the king of Rong'an, which can be seen from her mother's eyes.
It's just who the king of Rong'an is, the emperor's brother, not the one they can think of.
"Mother, it's OK, but it's just that the weather is so stuffy recently that I don't have the desire to eat." Lian Jiawen looks unnatural.
"My mother has boiled a bowl of ginger juice water for you, which will help you get rid of the lack of body fluid. Drink it quickly, and you will feel better, and you will have an appetite." Even the wife did not point out the woman's mind, just in the side to persuade the way.
Lian Jiawen gently picked up a bowl to drink.
Lian Jiawen is a typical beauty in the south of the Yangtze River. She is not tall, her figure is exquisite, and her appearance is elegant and gentle.
Mrs. Lian looked at her daughter's face because she was thin and protruded, and felt a burst of heartache. It was only a month, and her daughter had lost so much weight that she could hardly recognize it.
"Ouch." Lian Jiawen has been very unhappy these days. She can't eat anything, even if she drinks water, she will vomit.
She had just seen the taste of ginger juice, and her stomach was already tumbling.
She covered her mouth and retched without vomiting.
One side of Mrs. Lian looked at her appearance and thought of some possibility. Her face turned white and her body was crumbling. There was only one thought in her heart. She would not, would not, could not.
Why, Wenwen, she's a girl.
"Go down, Mammy, and watch at the door."
"Yes." Mother GUI went out with several servant girls without expression.
"Fenyi, what's going on here?" Mrs. Lian looks at Fan Yi. Her eyes dare not look at her and subconsciously dodges.
"Madame." Fan Yi knew that the day would come sooner or later. She knelt down to his wife: "madam, you must know, miss Miss, she. "
She really can't say.
"Whose child is it? Is it the Lord's?" Mrs. Lian looked at her with fixed eyes.
"Yes." Fan Yi hung his head.
"Mischief, mischief." Mrs. Lian's body shakes even harder when she hears the speech. She slaps Lian Jiawen with her backhand. Lian Jiawen covers her face and doesn't say a word.
She was wrong. She shouldn't have been married and had a baby.
She has no face to her mother.
"From childhood to adulthood, all the books you read and the women you studied have learned from the dog's belly, haven't you? Wenwen, what's wrong with you? How can you make such a mistake. That man is a prince and a king of Rong'an. According to your temperament, he is not suitable to be a princess or compete for favor with others. You are so confused and confused. " Even my wife really wants to die.
"Niang, if you want to blame your daughter, you should blame it. Niang, I am sorry for you, and I am more sorry for your and father's upbringing." Lian Jiawen knelt in front of Mrs. Lian and cried loudly.
"Confused, confused." Even husband's popular head is dizzy: "Niang has told you since childhood, running for a concubine, running for a concubine, how can you be so careless."
"The prince is the emperor's brother and a virtuous king. He must be in charge of his marriage. The emperor is in charge. How can the position of the prince's wife be in your turn? Besides, you are pregnant now, and it is impossible for you to sit on the throne. Now I will point out that the emperor can see that in the interest of your father's diligence, he will give you a side concubine. Otherwise, you may not be as good as a concubine. " A woman's life is to marry a good husband.
"Mother." Lian Jiawen's tears flowed silently: "Niang, daughter is not right, ask mother to promise her daughter one thing."
"Come on, mother, I'll keep it from your father, but I can keep it from you for one day and two days for you? Wenwen, what to do next, you still have to discuss with your father. No matter how you say it, your father is also the governor of Liangjiang river. If your father speaks, the prince will surely hear some of it. " Now I dare to scold Wang Wen. It's meaningless to be a man now.Lian Jiawen's pregnancy was not concealed from Lian zicang.
That day, Lian zicang came back from outside. He remembered that he had not visited his daughter for a long time, so he went directly to Lian Jiawen's room.
When he approached, mother GUI stood at the door and saw him coming. She said, "master, you are here."
Lian zicang nodded.
Lian Jiawen in the room was retching and did not hear mammy GUI's loud salute.
Mrs. Lian is worried. When she realizes that Lian zicang is coming, it is already late.
"What's going on here?" Lian zicang's face is gloomy.
"Master." Lian's wife stepped forward: "there's no big deal. It's Wen Wen. She's got some coldness and some nausea."
"When are you going to lie to me?" Lian zicang is not a fool. He can't think much about Wenwen's abnormality.
"Master, there's really no big deal. Wen Wen will just have a rest at home for two days."
"It's OK. What are you nervous about?" Even zicang looked at her coolly: "mammy GUI, go and ask a doctor to come here. The young lady is sick and can be well stuffy in the room. It's been more than a month. The Miss hasn't gone anywhere. She just stays in the room."
"Dad." Lian Jiawen knelt down to Lian zicang: "Dad, if you want to blame me, it's my daughter who is shameless and has done something to shame her father. Father, it's her daughter who is wrong. If he wants to fight or scold, it has nothing to do with mother."
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