The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1241: Signs of Miscarriage (1)

Chapter 1241: Chapter 1241: Signs of Miscarriage (1)

The guests at the feast couldn’t help but purse their lips in disdain, with some even spitting in the direction of her retreating figure.

Wang Baozhu had been pregnant for almost eight months now and was not far from giving birth, but she had no anticipation for the child. If not for Dao Xuzi’s warning that she might not be able to have children ever again if she wasn’t careful, she would not have kept it. Oh, how unbearable pregnancy was...

She heard today that Yang Ruxin had gotten married, and the whole village went to the festivities. When she heard the sounds of gongs and Drums and glimpsed from her doorstep, that man riding on a horse, as handsome as an Immortal, was Yang Ruxin’s groom. Why him? She suddenly felt a surge of jealousy, and in her own room, she cut a handkerchief to shreds. Then she felt a pain in her abdomen and soon felt blood trickling down her legs...

When Li Yi entered, he saw Wang Baozhu covered in blood, nearly unconscious.

"Quick, save my daughter." Lin Yue’e genuinely cherished Wang Baozhu. It hadn’t seemed apparent when times were good, but now that there was danger, the concern was unmistakably real.

Li Yi, of course, did not neglect his duty. In his eyes, no matter who the person was, as long as he was treating them, he would do his utmost.

But Wang Sheng was very annoyed. This daughter was a disgrace to him. If he hadn’t already made a deal that the child could be exchanged for money once born, he wouldn’t have bothered to keep this money-losing burden.

Still, he couldn’t just watch her die; that would be an even bigger loss. Even if the little brat didn’t make it, the daughter could still fetch a few pieces of Silver.

It was for this reason that Wang Sheng didn’t stop Lin Yue’e from going to call for a doctor.

Yang Ruxin actually felt somewhat depressed too. Why was it that her own wedding came with so many issues? If earlier it was Yang Baihe causing distress, now Wang Baozhu made her feel disgusted. Although she didn’t have any connection to her, if something serious were to happen, they were after all from the same village, and that would be taboo enough, especially with how superstitious people were in ancient times.

Fortunately, Du Juan, who had gone with the others, returned and reported that Wang Baozhu was alright. There were signs of a miscarriage, but they had managed to save the baby with acupuncture, and she did not give birth.

Yang Ruxin could only sigh. That child was indeed resilient; despite several close calls, it hadn’t been lost. Yet to be born from such a mother was a sad fate. Given the circumstances, it seemed unlikely that the child would have an easy life ahead.

The tumultuous day finally ended, the villagers dispersed, and the surroundings gradually quieted down.

Fang Dehua dared not leave so casually—after all, there were two deities here.

Yang Ruxin stepped out of the bridal chamber, "I pay my respects to the Crown Prince, Prince Qi Yong."

The others were startled at the mention, the Crown Prince?

However, Qi Jingchen quickly waved his hand to stop their bows, saying, "I’m not here as the Crown Prince today. I am the second brother of Qi Yong, Qi Zhe, and a close friend of Gu Qingheng..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruxin couldn’t help forming a better impression of the Crown Prince. At least when he spoke, his eyes were sincere. Of course, ’Zhe’ must be his Courtesy Name, which she knew. The Crown Prince was called Qi Jingchen.

Qi Jingyi had wanted to stay, but he also knew the identity of his second brother here. Even though it was concealed, there was the fear someone would recognize him. Thus, if he were to stay at the Yang Family residence, it could bring inconvenience. Therefore, as Qi Jingchen stood up to leave with Fang Dehua, he didn’t say much, only telling Yang Ruxin to prepare a room for him, so he could visit when he had free time.

Yang Ruxin just rolled her eyes at him.

It wasn’t until everyone had left that the crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief. It had been an exhausting day.