The cousin's family is extremely wealthy; she deserves to be a concubine.

Du Juan was the first to react, "Miss, miss, what's wrong? Doctor, doctor..."

After a chaotic scene, Yuan Tiaotiao suffered a miscarriage!

Du Juan looked at her master, who had fainted on the bed, and still found it unbelievable.

It was just a little emotional, how did it lead to a miscarriage?

Before she could think it through, Madam Shen had already arrived at Mixiang Garden from Yimei Garden.

Upon entering the room, he slapped Du Juan twice across the face, yelling, "You lowly servant! Is this how you take care of your young mistress?"

"My perfectly healthy grandson, how could he suddenly be gone?"

"Guards, drag this vile woman away! I want them to be buried with my grandson!"

Perhaps it was because Shen's voice was too shrill, Yuan Tiaotiao on the bed slightly woke up.

She was unaware of what she had lost, and disregarding the pain in her abdomen, she pleaded for Dujuan's life.

"Mother, why punish Dujuan?"

If she has made any mistake, please forgive her this time, considering how well she has taken care of me.

Madam Shen turned her head and saw Yuan Tiaotiao's pale face. Out of consideration for her eldest daughter-in-law's health, she suppressed her anger, but her words were still stern.

“You were pregnant, and in this freezing weather, you went out and worked all day. Those who served you so closely didn’t even try to dissuade you, which caused you to lose your legitimate son and me to lose my grandson.”

Tell me, shouldn't they be severely punished?

Shen's words were like a sharp knife piercing Yuan Tiaotiao's heart. She clutched her stomach in panic, "The baby, the baby?"

"Mother, what do you mean my perfectly healthy child is gone?"

Suddenly, Yuan Tiaotiao felt a warm flow beneath her. Forgetting all manners and etiquette, she reached into her pants... A splash of bright red stung her eyes and made them turn bloodshot.

She finally realized something...

"Ah! Ah! Ah... My child, my child..."

Seeing Yuan Tiaotiao's madness, Madam Shen didn't bother to deal with the fools at Mixiang Garden and quickly summoned the royal physician.

Another period of chaos ensued, and Yuan Tiaotiao was knocked unconscious by a single injection.

The doctor advised, "The young mistress is too emotionally agitated, which is not conducive to her recovery. Please ask Madam Hou to arrange for some people familiar to the young mistress to take good care of her and provide careful recuperation."

What I mean is that at times like this, it would be best to have the young master by your side to offer comfort and reassurance.

Besides, the young mistress is still young. Once she has recovered, it won't be difficult for her to conceive again.

The most important thing is to advise her to think more positively.

Shen nodded, and Du Juan and the others temporarily escaped disaster under Shen's murderous gaze.

The young mistress miscarried, and her two maids, Wenqin and Wenhua, were summoned to the main room to serve her.

Wenqin couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes, so she could only bury her head in her work and pretend to be heartbroken for her mistress.

When asked about the painting, he was genuinely disappointed.

More than anyone else, she hoped that the young mistress could give birth to a legitimate son, so that they, the maids who served as concubines, would have a chance to be promoted to concubines and have children.

Yuan Tiaotiao did not remain unconscious for long. Perhaps she had something on her mind. While Madam Shen was still talking with the physician in the outer room, she slowly woke up again.

Thinking of her lost child, her mind cleared instantly. She recalled everything that had happened that day and saw Wenqin and Wenhua again.

Her eyes flashed with malice. "Dujuan, Dujuan, catch this murderer!"

She pointed to the zither and said, "It must be the ginseng soup she fed me that caused my child to leave me."

Du Juan quickly stepped forward and hugged the heartbroken Yuan Tiao Tiao, constantly comforting her.

At the same time, she also felt that Yuan Tiaotiao's miscarriage was inextricably linked to the young master's two concubines.

Wenqin and Wenhua, she had already knelt down and cried out for justice the moment Yuan Tiaotiao started finding fault with her.

Wenqin's voice was quite loud, directly startling Madam Shen, who was waiting for He Zhizhang in the outer room.

At this moment, Madam Shen lifted the curtain and came in. "You can't even protect your child yourself, so you're just making baseless accusations against others?"

"I just asked the physician, and he said that you were physically weak, overworked, and worried too much, which caused the miscarriage."

As for the doctor's opinion, it was probably due to some kind of stimulation that caused the miscarriage.

Shen ignored it completely.

She could tell from the bottom of her head where the stimulation came from.

Shen could not allow Yuan Tiaotiao to pin the blame for the miscarriage on He Zhizhang.

Even if it were as Yuan Tiaotiao intended, and the two maids Wenqin and Wenhua were made to take the blame, He Zhizhang must not be allowed to bear any disgrace.

She even kindly advised Yuan Tiaotiao, "If you don't take good care of your health this time, miscarriages might become a habit."

If Yuan had a good constitution, how could she have miscarried from just a little bit of stimulation?

In this world, which man doesn't have multiple wives and concubines, and indulge in philandering?

Why would you completely disregard the baby in your belly over such a trivial matter?

Shen felt that the fault lay entirely with Yuan Tiaotiao.

Looking at Yuan Tiaotiao again at this moment, she felt particularly displeased.

Her son must have a legitimate son, but it seems that her daughter-in-law's health is not up to par.

Yuan Tiaotiao seemed to be so frightened by Shen's words that she couldn't speak.

But perhaps it was the pain of losing her child that overcame her awe and fear of her mother-in-law.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she continued hysterically, "No, someone must be trying to harm me, they must be."

Otherwise, my child, who was clearly in my belly and had always been fine, would have shown no abnormalities every time the physician checked his pulse.

Why did she suddenly miscarry this time?

"Quack doctor, quack doctor! Where is my husband? I want to see my husband, I want to see him, he has to stand up for me and the child!"

Du Juan hugged Yuan Tiaotiao, her face streaked with tears. The two of them, isolated and helpless, looked exceptionally pitiful.

Unable to bear the sight, Madam Shen turned and went to the outer room, scolding, "Where is the young master? Why haven't the men we sent brought the masters back yet?"

Two cups of tea's time later, He Zhizhang hurriedly returned.

When Madam Shen saw him, she no longer had the kind of warm expression she usually showed when seeing her own son. "It's so late. Even if you're on duty at the yamen, you would have been off duty long ago."

How can you be so busy that you can't even take care of your own son after he's gone?

He Zhizhang only knew that Yuan Tiaotiao had suddenly suffered from abdominal pain, and he originally thought that this was a means for Yuan Tiaotiao to win favor.

Although I rushed back as fast as I could, I had no idea that Yuan Tiaotiao's baby was gone.

He stood there, stunned, his eyes slightly red. "Mother, did Madam Yuan miscarry?"

Madam Shen sighed slightly and nodded.

He Zhizhang staggered and stumbled into the inner room, saying, "Son, go and see Madam Yuan."

While listening to the long lament from inside, Madam Shen felt a headache coming on.

She summoned Granny Zhang and instructed her, "You stay at Mixiang Garden and follow the young master's orders. I'm going back now. I still need to go to the old lady's place tomorrow to report this matter."

Madam Shen also had a headache. She was heartbroken over her lost grandson, but a lump of flesh and blood that had not yet formed was not worth her spending too much effort on.

Within the grand mansions, countless children were yet to be born.

Even among babies born, many die young.

Shen felt that she had long since developed a heart of stone.

Unfortunately, before she could return to Yimei Garden, a servant came to report that Consort Shui had gone into labor.

One can imagine Shen's feelings.

She had just lost her grandson, but now she's expecting a son.

P.S.: Aunt Shui's baby almost turned into Nezha, I almost forgot (sweat).