Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1225 - 1231: Miscarriage (1)

Chapter 1225: Chapter 1231: Miscarriage (1)

After lunch, Xiang Yun and Nanny Xie bid farewell to Cai Wei and, under the escort of the four protectors from Duke Li Guo’s Mansion, returned to the State Duke’s Mansion.

Upon arriving at her residence, the Cool Autumn Pavilion, the girl on duty in the courtyard saw Xiang Yun returning and hurriedly said, "The Young Madam has come back."

Then she rushed to open the curtain. Xiang Yun, who had consumed some liquor today, was slightly unsteady on her feet. She held onto Nanny Xie’s hand and had just stepped onto the threshold when suddenly, she heard a tender cry from behind her, "Young Madam, please wait!"

As Xiang Yun turned around, she saw a svelte woman veiled by a face veil, being assisted by a maid, crossing the courtyard toward her. The woman, wearing a light purple beizi and a bracelet of violet jade, walked with a swaying grace, fragile as a willow supported by the wind. It was that odious Du Wanqing!

Xiang Yun frowned, displeased, and said, "Why have you come again? Haven’t I already told you that you are not allowed in my courtyard? Are you taking my words for wind?"

While speaking, Du Wanqing had already made her way to Xiang Yun. She respectfully curtsied, speaking softly and gently, "This concubine heard the Madam was not at the mansion today and feared that Brother Zili would have no one to tend to him, so I specially simmered some bone soup to nourish him. I did not expect Madam to return so soon!"

Nanny Xie snorted disdainfully, curling her lips as she said, "The Young Madam only went out for the morning, and you knew about it already. It must be that you’ve been watching our Young Madam, waiting for the chance to see the Young Master, right?"

Du Wanqing laughed lightly, bowed her head gently, and stroked her belly with her delicate jade hands adorned with a Purple Jade Ring, and softly said, "Nanny speaks truthfully. I came here seizing my chance because both the child and I miss him. I hope the Young Madam can give us a break and allow our family of three to reunite!"

Upon hearing this, Nanny Xie became instantly furious and yelled at the maids watching the door, "What use are you lot of servants, not doing your job properly? Are your eyes grown on your backsides? Letting anything rank and foul into the courtyard without a care? How will you deal with tarnishing our courtyard? Go and fetch water to clean the floor right now!"

The two door maids, scolded, dared not make a sound and hurried into the porter’s room to get water and rags.

Du Wanqing, though she was scolded indirectly, was not angry; she kept smiling radiantly as she took the food box from Old Lady Zhang’s hands and presented it to Xiang Yun, saying, "Since the Young Madam dislikes my presence here, I shall take my leave. Please trouble the Young Madam to give this bowl of bone soup to Brother Zili. I am immensely grateful."

Xiang Yun did not accept the box but simply stared at her veil and said with a cold laugh, "So, you want me to deliver the soup to him so he thinks I’m so jealous and bullying you that I won’t let you see him, right? To make him pity you and feel sorry for you, right?"

Du Wanqing smiled gently and replied, "The Young Madam worries too much. This concubine chose to withdraw willingly because I did not want to disturb the husband and wife’s time together. Please don’t take it to heart, Young Madam." After speaking, she thrust the food box into Xiang Yun’s bosom and said, "Madam, please go inside quickly; the soup will cool if it’s late, and Brother Zili does not like to drink cold soup!"

Du Wanqing used quite a bit of strength, and the food box nearly struck Xiang Yun’s stomach. Startled, Xiang Yun reflexively pushed outward, trying to shove the box away.

Unexpectedly, just as she pushed the box away, Du Wanqiu suddenly screamed, toppling toward the steps to the side.

"Ah—"

She fell heavily onto the stairs. The food box tumbled to the side, its lid coming off, the soup bowl inside smashed to pieces, and the bone soup spilled out, dribbling down the steps! Du Wanqing, clutching her stomach, cried out in agony, "Ah, my stomach, my stomach..."