Lu Lingjun was eating in the room when he heard a servant's hurried message.
"Madam, Aunt Xing is dying!"Lu Lingjun dropped her chopsticks, handed little Bing'an to Wen Niang's care, and was about to rush to Qiuxiang Courtyard. But just as she took a step, the servant reminded her that Xing Dairong was in the outer courtyard.
"Why is she in the outer courtyard?!"
On the way, the servants told her everything about how Xing Dairong had just gone to the outer courtyard to deliver wine and how he had quarreled with Cheng Yunshuo again.
The more Lu Lingjun listened, the more his brows furrowed.
"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"
She kept scolding Xing Dairong all the way, but her tone was full of disappointment.
What she hated was that Xing Dairong still couldn't see through or understand his own situation, and his mind was filled with nothing but love for her, not even a little bit more.
She didn't care about her own life or the life of the baby in her belly. She fell into the deep pit of obsession and thought about the damn man all day long.
"How are people!"
She rushed to the outer courtyard and shouted.
"Young Madam!" Qiu Kui's flustered heart calmed down immediately when she saw Lu Lingjun coming, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, "Madam Xing is dying!"
"Nonsense!" Lu Lingjun scolded her and rushed to Xing Dairong.
At this time, Xing Dairong's face was as pale as paper, his body was covered in blood, and his condition was even worse than Qiu Ling's at that time.
"Where's the doctor! Where's the midwife!" she shouted.
"I have invited them all."
"Where is the prince?"
"The prince took his colleagues to a brothel to have fun and drink."
When Lu Lingjun heard this, he said, "Hurry up and go to the brothel and call that person back to me! Quick, quick, quick!"
"yes!"
At this time, a pale and cold hand grabbed Lu Lingjun's wrist.
Lu Lingjun lowered his head and met Xing Dairong's slightly opened eyes, which were without any light.
Xing Dairong said weakly, "I, am I going to die?"
"nonsense!"
Xing Dairong laughed at himself, "It's better to die. When I die, I will go back and never come here again."
Her voice was very cold, revealing a deep sadness.
After hearing this, Qiu Kui couldn't control her tears and cried uncontrollably.
Lu Lingjun grabbed Xing Dairong's hand and said with strength, "You can survive! You can definitely survive!"
At this time, Qiu Ling and Ling Long both rushed over.
Seeing Xing Dairong like this, Qiu Ling no longer had any intention of mocking or being jealous. She couldn't help but say, "Young Madam said you can survive, so you definitely can. You can't give up!"
"Let's live well. People like us should live well and live a wonderful life!" Linglong also said.
Xing Dairong suddenly felt a strong sense of mockery when she heard what the former enemies said to her at this time. "I didn't expect that you would be the ones to say these things to me in the end."
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Daily life of the mistress
Historical FictionAuthor: Zhou Dabai Introduction: [A girl from an aristocratic family tears off a girl who travels through time + rebirth + the daily life of an antique and leisurely mistress] Lu Lingjun and his younger sister Lu Hanyi were both reborn. In her previ...