flstandardbreds Chapter 174 The traitor will never die
Chapter 174 The traitor will never die
With people standing in front and behind, Yan Yun couldn't easily leave even if he wanted to.
Sima Yue in front of him wasn't asking for his opinion; she had already decided to do it.
He looked at Yan Yun, noticing that she was still not even as tall as his shoulder, and felt a little contemptuous.
To him, the little girl was nothing to fear.
However, one should be gentler with this girl, making her feel that she is someone she can rely on.
Sima Yue pondered for a moment, which left the two of them locked in a stalemate.
Yan Yun spoke to him, "Get out of the way."
Sima Yue didn't listen either.
Yan Yun clenched his fists, somewhat impatient.
Fortunately, someone came up to Yan Yun from a short distance away and said to her, "Miss."
Yan Yun looked at him, but did not recognize the person.
The man claimed to be a servant of the Zheng family, who had been keeping a watchful eye on the young lady from a distance. He noticed that Yan Yun was in a difficult situation, which is why he showed himself.
For Sima Yue.
He naturally knew who the person in front of him was, and he remembered what the master had instructed him to do. However, the master had said that the young lady was always the most important person.
He bowed to Sima Yue.
"Young master must have other matters to attend to, so I will escort young lady back to her residence."
Although Sima Yue's followers dared not act presumptuously towards Yan Yun, they had something to say to their fellow servants.
Do you know who is standing in front of you?
Sima Yue looked at the servants of the Zheng household.
The man kept his head down, seemingly ignoring his subordinate's words.
"I was just following the master's orders to escort the young lady back to the manor."
Sima Yue's servant was about to speak again.
But he was interrupted by a slap.
He looked up at Sima Yue, met her dark eyes, and immediately lowered his head.
He talks too much.
Sima Yue did not insist on sending Yan Yun away. She simply told the servant who came to pick up Yan Yun, "Next time, tell your master that if Miss Yan Yun accompanies me, I will ensure her safety."
After saying this, Sima Yue stepped aside.
Yan Yun looked at the person following her. She thought she was alone, but now it seemed that she was just caught off guard.
We arrived at the entrance of the teahouse.
The servant beside him handed the bamboo hat to Yan Yun.
"Miss, please put it on."
Yan Yun reached out and took it, and soon a carriage arrived in front of him.
The man walked up to the carriage.
"Miss, please get into the carriage."
That person was completely different from ordinary servants who blindly obeyed orders; he was cautious in everything he did.
After returning to the Zheng residence.
The old lady did not come to scold Yan Yun for leaving. The mansion remained as usual, but the maids kept their eyes on Yan Yun.
Zheng Jihua couldn't concentrate because the woman was about to give birth.
He hadn't wanted to keep the child, but Xiang'er was more wary of him than he had imagined.
The maids said that all the medicine that was sent over was thrown away, and even the tea they usually drank was rarely consumed.
She didn't care about the things Zheng Jihua gave her and didn't touch them.
Zheng Jihua's hands, hidden beneath his long sleeves, tightened instantly.
He will absolutely not keep that child.
Anyone's child is fine, except that guy's.
Zheng Jihua stood up, walked past the maids, and went to the woman's courtyard.
As he approached the courtyard, he stopped and turned to a servant beside him, asking sternly, "Have you prepared everything I asked you to?"
The servant understood Zheng Jihua's change in mood and immediately replied, "Everything is ready, sir, we're at your service."
Zheng Jihua still felt uneasy and frowned. "Don't let anything go wrong. Go find a few more midwives to be there, and also a doctor. Have them watch over you."
He was more worried about the present than about his concubines having children in the past.
Even if you are perfectly prepared, you still cannot let your guard down.
He must ensure that nothing goes wrong.
The servants immediately went to fetch other midwives.
But no sound came from inside the house; everything proceeded quietly. The quieter it was, the more uneasy Zheng Jihua felt.
Yan Yun returned to his room, and the maids brought in the food.
"Miss, everything is ready."
We usually eat out, but today they brought the food inside.
Yan Yun didn't think much of it and didn't go out to see Zheng Jihua, which made her feel relaxed.
After the meal, the maids stayed close by, preparing to help Yan Yun go to bed.
"Miss, you should get some rest."
Yan Yun wanted to send the person away.
"You guys get out."
The maids looked at each other but did not obey. Instead, they said, "Miss, you should rest early today. The master said there are guests tomorrow and asked us to watch over you."
They were also worried that Yan Yun would sneak out again.
"We won't make a sound and disturb you, Miss."
They hung their heads, and no matter what Yan Yun said, they wouldn't go out today.
Yan Yun couldn't get them to leave, so he sat up from the bed. Since they wouldn't leave, he didn't want to go back to sleep either.
She walked to the window and opened it. The white eagle and the black eagle were on the branches outside the window. They were fake tree trunks that Zheng Jihua had ordered the carpenter to make. The original branches had all been cut off.
But White Eagle and Black Eagle kept eating and defecating in Yan Yun's room, which Zheng Jihua found unacceptable.
On the branch, the black eagle kept staring in one direction, and the white eagle was also looking in that direction, but after seeing Yan Yun, it turned its gaze to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun looked out in that direction, but unfortunately, the high wall blocked the view, so he couldn't see anything.
It was quiet outside, just like any other day.
She didn't know.
In a courtyard not far from Zheng's residence.
The woman on the bed was watching the person who appeared before her warily.
An old woman dressed in dark red was staring at her, and her eyes made people uncomfortable at first glance.
A slight smile remained on her lips.
"Don't worry, madam. With me here, I'll make sure you have a safe and smooth delivery."
She reached out to lean on him.
"Don't come near me."
The woman, however, sharply refused to let her near. Her face was covered in sweat, and she gritted her teeth as she shouted at the approaching people, "No, go away."
The old woman wouldn't listen and instead comforted him, saying, "Madam, this is a serious matter; we mustn't get angry."
The woman refused: "No, I don't need anyone else."
The old woman said earnestly, "Childbirth is like passing through the gates of hell for a woman, madam, please don't say such things."
The woman still wouldn't listen: "Get out, all of you get out."
The woman's companion didn't waste any words. He just stared at her belly and asked very skillfully, "Madam, if you want to keep the child, you should listen to us. Your belly looks a bit strange."
After she finished speaking, the old woman also shut up and looked at the woman's stomach. She had been talking, but now she realized something was wrong: "Madam, have you counted how long you've been in pain?"
The woman couldn't remember exactly when it started hurting, but she had been enduring it since the daytime.
The midwife stepped forward and touched her belly, but the woman grabbed her hand and said, "Don't touch me."
"Madam, even for the sake of the child, you should listen to us."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the old woman beside her, and both of them understood.
"Are the hot water and scissors ready? And pour me a bowl of white wine."
The woman wanted to say something, but looking at her belly, she grabbed the midwife's hand tightly.
"My child, my child."
The midwife understood immediately.
"Don't worry, madam."
Zheng Jihua waited outside the door, but he did not go in. His beloved woman had become a woman and was going to give birth to another man's child. He felt nothing but hatred in his heart.
He already has Ning'er as his child, but Xiang'er's child can only be stillborn.
He looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The child and the man were both dead, so Xiang'er would stay by his side.