The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

After an unknown amount of time, Song Wenjun woke up.

When she could see the scenery clearly, her eyes widened suddenly.

"Where is the child? Where is the child?"

"Madam, the child is here."

Xiao Tao gently placed the swaddled baby in Song Wenjun's arms: "Madam, look, the child looks just like you, with big eyes."

Song Wenjun hurriedly pulled back the blanket and breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw a small brown birthmark on the child's leg.

This is her child, the child she carried for ten months and gave birth to with great difficulty.

Gu Huaizhou never imagined that his meticulously planned baby-swapping scheme would fall through.

The child in front of them was not the widow's child, but Song Wenjun's.

She knew Gu Huaizhou was suspicious, so why would he only assign Xiao Tao as a maid?

She had already secretly bribed one of the three midwives.

Fortunately, she was cautious by nature. When Gu Huaizhou hired a midwife, she arranged for someone to investigate the three midwives and learned that one of them, surnamed Liu, had a son who was seriously ill. Otherwise, she would not have bribed Gu Huaizhou.

However, if Gu Huaizhou could buy the midwife surnamed Liu, she could also bribe her.

In the chaos, Song Wenjun deliberately cut the hand of one of the midwives, making it impossible for her to deliver the baby, and then pushed over another midwife, leaving her with a limp.

Only the midwife, Liu, is a whole person, and ultimately she will be the one to exchange children.

After giving birth, she deliberately pretended to be weak.

The midwife, Liu, came closer and grabbed the woman, whispering in her ear, "Ten thousand taels, ten thousand taels, save my child. I have a way to cure your son's illness. My brother knows a divine doctor from the Western Regions."

She was just taking a gamble at the time, but now she feels relieved after seeing the birthmark on her child's leg.

The wages of avarice is death.

As long as the benefits are high enough, there will always be people willing to take risks for her.

Song Wenjun held her child, crying and laughing at the same time, and kissed the child again and again.

That indescribable joy filled her heart with a bittersweet feeling.

Seeing that she was a little agitated, Xiao Tao comforted her, "Don't worry, Madam. The Marquis values ​​the young prince highly and gives him the best."

Song Wenjun curled his lips into a cold smile; he had never valued this child.

It was because the child was his and his widowed sister-in-law Jiang Miaoyin's.

In her past life, her child was strangled to death by Gu Huaizhou, and even the body was fed to the dogs.

Such a ruthless and heartless person is unworthy of being a human being, a father, or even a marquis.

Blood debts must be repaid with blood.

Gu Huaizhou, this time I'll make you wish you were dead.

"Madam, you're awake?" Gu Huaizhou walked in from outside, his eyes full of joy as he looked at Song Wenjun.

He walked to the bedside and sat down, glanced at the baby in the swaddling clothes, then looked at Song Wenjun, and said to her, "Thank you for your hard work."

He reached out to touch Song Wenjun's cheek, but she dodged him.

Song Wenjun concealed the murderous intent in her eyes and said to him, "I have just given birth and my body is still covered in blood. Aren't you afraid of being tainted by the smell of blood, husband?"

Based on Song Wenjun's understanding of Gu Huaizhou, she knew that he had always been particular about taboos.

The smell of blood in the woman's delivery room will bring him bad luck.

Gu Huaizhou withdrew his hand as if scalded by boiling water, and said with an apologetic smile, "When we get back to the manor, I will definitely reward you well. You are a hero of our family."

He doesn't even blink when he lies.

He seemed to genuinely cherish Song Wenjun as a treasure, but Song Wenjun knew that he was lying.

Even if Gu Huaizhou was grateful to her, it was only for her child replacing his widowed sister-in-law Jiang Miaoyin's child.

The two of them openly raised their illegitimate child under her lap, and they were incredibly proud of themselves.

Song Wenjun really wanted to know what Gu Huaizhou's expression would be if he found out one day that he had killed Jiang Miaoyin's child.

Will he weep bitterly, will he feel remorse for the sins he has committed?

She really wanted to see it.

……

Five days later, Song Wenjun's condition stabilized somewhat, and Gu Huaizhou took her back to the mansion to recuperate.

Despite the bumpy journey, Song Wenjun held her child tightly, refusing to let anyone else help.

The baby would only allow the wet nurse to take him to be fed when he was hungry.

Even so, it still has to be right under her nose, with her eyes glued to you.

Seeing how tired she was, Xiao Tao advised, "Madam, it's important to recover now. The wet nurse is taking care of the child, so please don't worry."

Song Wenjun understood this principle, but the pain of losing her child in her previous life prevented her from relaxing.

In her dreams, she often saw her child crying miserably in front of her, covered in blood.

That excruciating pain was something she couldn't let go of.

Looking at the child warmed her heart; it wasn't that she was redeeming the child, but rather that the child redeemed her.

"I'll hold him, I'm willing to hold him."

The tiny baby was fair and tender, indescribably adorable, and Song Huaijun loved him from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Tao stopped trying to persuade her and could only try her best to share some of the burden so that she could rest more.

As evening fell, we finally arrived at the Marquis's residence.

When Song Wenjun got out of the carriage, she glanced at the back of the carriage and did not see any extra carriages, so she assumed that Gu Huaizhou had already settled Jiang Miaoyin in.

However, Jiang Miaoyin had just given birth, so she certainly wouldn't dare stay in the mansion.

With so many people and so many opinions in the mansion, it would be easy for someone to discover a flaw.

If he's not in the manor, then where could he be?

Song Wenjun's mind raced as she allowed the servants to help her back to Qiufeng Courtyard.

The courtyard is filled with lush green bamboo, all planted by Gu Huaizhou for Song Wenjun.

He said that Song Wenjun was like a bamboo, elegant and graceful, slender and beautiful, and that he wished to be a pine or cypress in this life to shelter her from the wind and rain.

The lies of the past are now filled with irony. The first thing Song Wenjun said when she entered the room was, "Cut down all these bamboos."

The servants were stunned; everyone knew that the lady treasured these bamboos the most.

He does everything personally and cherishes it more than his own life.

How can you just say you don't want it anymore?

"These bamboos block the sunlight. We should always put the young master first. They're just a few bamboos; what's there to be reluctant about?"

Song Wenjun gave the order without even looking at it.

Giving up is just the beginning; there will be many more surprises for them in the future.