Happy Marriage

The sound of the clapper of the third watch has already sounded outside, and it came from a distance, long and desolate.

An Sheng leaned heavily on the bed, put out the candle, looked out the window eagerly, and never felt sleepy.

She couldn't help but sigh. Only then did I know that it turns out that being liked is also a trouble and a burden. Her heart was heavy, and she felt stagnant and uncomfortable.

The Hou Mansion, to her, was like a mirage, built by the people around her, strange and bustling.

Therefore, I did have an admiration for Yu Jingyun, an illusory and hazy goodwill, and a curiosity and yearning for the Dingguohou Mansion, which was full of power.

For a while, I couldn't see my true intentions, I was swaying, and I couldn't figure it out.

I feel that if I can live in such prosperity, it should be a kind of fairy-like leisure.

But now, gradually approaching, within reach. She really became a part of this fantasy, only to find that it was not as colorful as it looked from a distance. Tear off the coat that made him worship, in fact, it is even more decadent and ashes than this wall.

She couldn't wait to escape.

She could finally be sure that no matter how hard she forced herself, she couldn't fall in love with Yu Jingyun. It's not that he's not good enough, or that he's not being good to himself. The main reason is that I already have someone in my heart.

The white clothes are like snow, and the son is like jade.

The longer he left, the more memorable his figure became.

Even if it is, it will never be possible, and you should not embarrass yourself and feel wronged by Yu Jingyun.

I kept thinking wildly, and vaguely heard the sound of panicked footsteps outside the yard, running around, and some people lowered their voices and urged anxiously.

Something should have happened in the house, An Sheng thought.

She didn't want to do much, so she lay down without getting up, and then heard a woman screaming twice in pain,

Jin Mi'er knocked gently outside the door: "Miss An Sheng, have you rested yet?"

His voice was very low, as if he wanted to know if she was awake.

An Sheng asked, "Are you awake, did something happen in the house?"

Jin Mi'er hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's Aunt Lian that has an accident."

An Sheng sat up abruptly: "What's wrong? Did she get stimulated?"

Jin Mi'er immediately denied it: "No, she is about to give birth."

"Oh." Only then did An Sheng feel relieved, no wonder it was so noisy outside the yard. She asked: "Isn't there a month before the day? Why did the attack happen earlier?"

Jin Mi'er pondered for a moment: "I heard that Concubine Lian got up in the middle of the night and accidentally touched the beans and rolled to the ground, and then she stepped on it, slipped her foot, and moved the fetal gas. ."

"Ah?" An Sheng was shocked.

After all, using soybeans to distract Aunt Lian was the method she proposed. Aunt Lian was actually tossed down by Soybean, and she couldn't blame herself.

She got up in a hurry and started to get dressed: "Aunt Lian, are you okay?"

Jin Mi'er hesitated and said, "I'm afraid it's not good. Although Aunt Lian protected her stomach, the midwife said it's not easy to give birth smoothly."

Jin Mi'er's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting An Sheng's heart. Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

This is your responsibility!

Not only does he think this way, but everyone in the house thinks this way.

Otherwise, Jin Mi'er would not have woken up in the middle of the night.

Everyone thinks that if there is something wrong with Aunt Lian and the child in her womb, Xia Ansheng can't escape the responsibility.

An Sheng opened the door, and a cold night air rushed over his face: "Where does Aunt Lian live, take me there quickly."

Kimmy nodded, turned and left. An Sheng followed closely behind her, turned around and couldn't remember the road, and came to a small brightly lit courtyard.

Jin Mi'er raised her hand and pointed, "Aunt Lian's yard is right there."

There were already many people in the yard, not only the servants, but also the second young lady, and the other two concubines in the second room.

Even Mrs. Hou came.

With Madam Tang in their arms, everyone spoke quietly, not a little anxious, but rather calm.

As soon as An Sheng stepped in, several female relatives turned to look at her.

She saluted Mrs. Hou Ye and Mrs. Hou only turned her head to talk to the second young lady, ignoring it.

Her half-squatted body could only remain in this position all the time.

"Aunt, why don't you go back and rest first, and when there is news, I'll send someone to report back to you? It's cold, so don't wait here. I don't know how long it will last."

The second young lady persuaded Mrs. Hou.

The name aunt made An Sheng twitch a few times in his heart.

She does not call Mrs. Hou "mother", but "aunt", which shows that the relationship must be extremely close.

An Sheng didn't even know that the second young lady was the niece of Mrs. Hou Ye and the cousin of Yu Jingyun!

Yu Lingsu talked to herself about many trivial matters in the mansion, but she never mentioned such an important relationship.

Mrs. Hou said with a sullen face: "How can I sleep. You don't have a male in this room. How much hope do you have for Aunt Lian's child? If something goes wrong, how can I explain it to the old lady?"

The second young lady pretended to console her: "Isn't this careless? No one did it on purpose. When Miss An Sheng gave her plan, why did she worry about this? It was just negligence."

"Hehe, no one thinks about being in the limelight. The key is to weigh your own weight, right? After studying for three or five days, and being complimented by others, she really considers herself a genius doctor? She is not convinced that others can't cure things well. , I have to give it a try. It's good now, if the child is not guaranteed, what kind of face does she have to stay in the Hou residence?"

The second young lady sighed, but she was gloating: "No one can help, I can only hope that Aunt Lian and the child are safe and sound."

The two of you speak to me.

The aunt next to her whispered and glanced at An Sheng from time to time, not knowing what she was talking about.

In the room, Aunt Lian screamed one after another, and the midwife urged her hard. From time to time there are maids in and out, serving hot water and taking things.

An Sheng squatted half-squatting and couldn't stand it.

If you say that you are kneeling on the ground, at the very least, your legs and feet can move quietly, or you can sit half-kneeling. Only this Fushen half squat, with both legs bent, can't squat down, can't straighten, it's the most tiring.

She squatted for a while, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and her body began to sway from side to side like a pendulum.

I really can't blame others for this matter, and it is only natural for Mrs. Hou to take anger at herself, so she can only bear it.

Auntie Lian's screams gradually became sharp, with panic and hysteria.

An Sheng's heart suddenly became tense.

Concubine Lian's condition was just getting better, she couldn't stand the stimulation, and she was even more afraid of being nervous. If I can't bear it a little bit, everything I've done before will be forfeited and the old disease will relapse.

Mrs. Hou said unhappily to the old woman behind her: "Go in and ask, and see what's going on? In the middle of the night, with such a long and short call, what if the old lady is disturbed? It's just giving birth to a child. It screams like killing a pig, and it's infiltrative to listen to."

The old woman went in in response, and after a while, the midwife threw both hands from the room, ran out in a panic, and replied to Mrs. Hou: "Mrs. Qi, Auntie Lian's madness has started to break out again. Tossing vigorously, refusing to cooperate?"

The second young lady hummed angrily: "I didn't commit it early, I didn't commit it late, why did I get crazy at this time? It's just the last shiver."

Mrs. Hou said calmly, "You should have been a midwife for twenty or thirty years, right?"

The midwife didn't expect that Mrs. Hou would gossip and ask this irrelevant question, and nodded hastily: "It's been twenty-six or seven years."

Mrs. Hou Ye smiled slightly: "Then there should be a lot of methods of delivery."

The midwife said proudly, "If you say something that you are taboo and unpleasant, I can make her give birth to a child in the coffin."

"That's right!" Mrs. Hou said calmly: "It's just that she was a little emotional, and her hands and feet were tied up. You can show your eighteen martial arts as well. As long as this little boy can be born safely, Ben Madam will be rewarded."

Obedient to the sound, the midwife immediately understood the meaning when she heard what Mrs. Hou said.

Go to the mother and leave the child.

This is not uncommon, and midwives have become accustomed to it.

But this old woman is sly, and Mrs. Hou's words are vague and unclear. In the end, if there is something wrong with this concubine, the family will care about it again. These words can't be used as a shield.

Therefore, the midwife confirmed once again: "This aunt has already injured her body, and she has lost her strength after a lot of tossing. If both mother and child are safe, the mother is afraid that she will not be able to do it. The best result is The little boy in the house can be safe and sound. However, the method may be a little harsher, otherwise, the child will be stuck in the middle of the birth canal and suffocated for a long time, which is not good."

Before the old woman's words were finished, Mrs. Hou waved her hand impatiently: "If you have any solution, just use it, it's best if the mother and child are safe, but if it doesn't work, you can only try to keep the child. Mothers feel the same way."

The midwife got a positive answer, so she became more courageous: "Madam, don't worry, she will do her best."

Turning around and smugly, he told the maid on the side: "Go and prepare a pair of sharp scissors!"

This sentence made An Sheng shudder uncontrollably, his legs trembled, and he almost collapsed.

She is a girl who has not yet left the cabinet, but she can vaguely understand the purpose of the midwife's sentence "Go and prepare a pair of sharp scissors".

The two concubines on the side also had a sad expression on their faces.

An Sheng gritted his teeth and raised his face: "Madam, let An Sheng go in and try?"