Part 1: A Dream Within A Dream / Rebirth of Ill Fated Concubine

Chapter 105 Miscarriage

Jiang Ruan's voice came softly: "Auntie, do you really not want to get rid of the baby in Madam's belly? Why don't you ask yourself?"

Hongying's body trembled again and again. Yes, she hated Xia Yan, and hated the piece of meat in Xia Yan's belly even more. If there was no piece of meat, Xia Yan would be in a good time in the mansion now, and Jiang Quan would definitely put more thoughts on herself!

Hongying looked at Jiang Ruan deeply, and suddenly stood up: "Thank you for your advice, Miss."

Jiang Ruan smiled and said nothing. The human heart is like this. Jealousy, unwillingness, comparison, hatred, only a little bit can devour people's reason. 

Hongying has made a choice. This is how things are in the world. What you need, you have to pay the same price.

Before leaving, Hongying turned to Jiang Ruan and said softly: "Miss, when you gave me the silk thread, did you really not know that there were deadly spices mixed in it?"

Jiang Ruan took the tea and took a sip slowly: "I don't know."

Hongying said nothing more and turned away.

After Hongying left, Tianzhu walked to Jiang Ruan and said, "Does she really have a way to exchange for silk thread?"

"Of course." Jiang Ruan stared at her. 

From a prostitute in the place of fireworks to a concubine who could compete with the main wife, she was still favoured by Jiang Quan, who was known for his nobleness. Hongying was naturally not an ordinary woman. She had been safe and sound for so many years despite being a thorn in Xia Yan's eyes. If she hadn't had some skills, she would have been eaten to the bone.

Hongying is not Zhao Mei. She is much smarter and more cruel than Zhao Mei.

Tianzhu looked at Jiang Ruan and said nothing. Jiang Ruan didn't have to do anything about this matter, and he got a handle on Hongying for nothing, which was naturally much better than her exchanging for silk thread.

Jiang Ruan lowered her eyes, but a strange smile appeared on her face. No mother is not in pain when she loses her child. Xia Yan felt the same pain she felt in her last life, and it was far more than that.

A woman's face in June changes as soon as she says it. It was clear in the morning, but it rained heavily in the afternoon. The rain came fiercely, but it brought a refreshing coolness to the hot summer.

Xia Yan sat in front of the window with the window open. The coolness brought by the rain hit her face refreshingly, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days. Because she was pregnant and afraid of coldness, she didn't use ice in the house in summer. Today's rain did relieve the heat.

Feicui gently put the coat on Xia Yan: "Madam, be careful not to catch a cold."

"It's okay." Xia Yan squinted comfortably. She seemed to be in a good mood. Even her face became brighter, and she looked a little like before. The sleeve of the dress was embroidered with a white Hu Die that was about to fly. The Hu Die was embroidered beautifully and looked sparkling. Xia Yan looked down and was very satisfied. 

Since she became pregnant, she couldn't wear the original clothes. She could only wear loose ones. Women love beauty, so she tried every means to make some articles on the patterns. Jiang Susu divided the silk fish thread and sent some to her, and she used it on the sleeves of her clothes. 

First, the silk fish thread is indeed beautiful. Second, something happened to Hongying, and someone would definitely suspect her. Only by using the same thing on herself would she avoid suspicion.

Thinking of Hongying, Xia Yan's mouth showed a happy smile again. She bought the medicine from outside at a high price. There is no medicine in the capital, and ordinary doctors can't smell it. Even if they can smell it, it's all Jiang Ruan's fault. The servants saw Hongying carrying the silk fish thread back with their own eyes. Xia Yan almost laughed out loud. This is God helping her. Hongying is asking for death.