Chapter 1869: The Frail Young Master's Chongxi Beauty Wife 24

Ye Hui was held in Su Young Master's arms, her complexion as pale as paper, and the blood from her lower body continued to flow uncontrollably.

The household physician, however, raised his head in shock, 'This...'

'What do you want to say? Speak quickly! Can Hui'er's child be saved!' Su Young Master angrily growled.

Su Young Lady stood behind them, also occasionally echoing a response, looking very anxious.

The household physician wiped away cold sweat, feeling immense pressure under the gaze of so many people, 'This lady... is carrying a dead fetus.'

'What?!' Everyone exclaimed in shock.

'No... impossible! How could it be a dead fetus!' Su Young Master, as if hearing some Arabian Nights tale, even Ye Hui was startled by these words into regaining some strength, clutching the physician's sleeve tightly.

'You're talking nonsense... nonsense, my child, how could it be a dead fetus!'

The household physician, eager to save his own life, quickly shook off his sleeve and said, 'Madam, shouldn't you be well aware? This fetus was conceived using a special prescription.'

'It has been a dead fetus from the start,'

'No... the prescription...'

Ye Hui suddenly recalled something, damp hair sticking to her face, she turned her head like an evil spirit, staring fixedly at Ye Yuchi, her eyes filled with despair trembling wildly.

Ye Yuchi buried herself in Jin Chen's embrace, curling her lips to draw a smile toward her.

'Ah! Ahhh!'

Ye Hui suffered severe abdominal pain, her shrill cries making the Liu family members' faces grim; they hurriedly had the tidied room prepared, Su Young Master said nothing, holding Ye Hui as he entered the house, with the household physician following closely behind.

'Husband, rest assured, I am here outside and will not let the Su family's reputation suffer.' Su Young Lady soothed, her smile vanishing in an instant as he turned, she waved her hand and dispelled the bloody odor.

The young ladies at the banquet remained dazed for a long time; some unmarried girls, not understanding why, asked the experienced ones nearby.

'Why does conception result in a dead fetus, and how potent is that prescription?'

Those matrons, as if reveling in ill fortune, clicked their tongues in amazement, 'You don't know; this was originally a method used in the previous dynasty's palace to vie for favor—by inducing labor promptly, the mother remains unharmed, and unbeknownst to gods or ghosts, it secretly harms others.'

'Good heavens... what about Ye Hui?'

Their gazes then turned to Ye Chang and Ye Zining, whispering softly.

'Every member of the Ye family is full of sinister aura, with plenty of ghostly tricks—how could ordinary people possibly think of such things?'

'Exactly, Ye Chang arrogantly pretends to be the prefect's son-in-law, Ye Hui is even bolder, harboring a dead fetus to vie for favor and rise in status; as for Ye Zining... you haven't forgotten his recent strange illness, have you? It's quite suspicious.'

'Yes... Ye Zining came down with a strange illness, and he keeps having the Young Marquis visit his manor; today the Young Marquis fell ill, perhaps he was infected.'

Upon hearing this, the Liu family members couldn't take it anymore; they immediately looked at Ye Zining with suspicion.

Ye Zining's face darkened; 'I merely caught a wind chill, it's not any strange illness.'

'Not good, not good.'

A maid returned to the front courtyard to report, 'Miss Ye Hui... she miscarried and died.'

Su Young Lady's face instantly turned pale with shock; she covered her mouth with a handkerchief yet gave a few faint laughs, silently nodding to Ye Yuchi in thanks, then hurriedly followed the maid to the rear courtyard.

Logically, Ye Hui's pregnancy being less than three months, inducing labor should not be fatal.

However, these past days, the supplements Ye Yuchi prepared for outsiders to see, and the soup Su Young Lady sent day and night, had nourished that dead fetus to an enormous size, already comparable to a typical three-month fetus.

'Sister...'

Ye Chang tumbled and crawled after her.

Ye Zining's expression turned grave, taking in the exchanged glances between Su Young Lady and Ye Yuchi, his whole body chilled.

Ye Yuchi... how dare she.

Perhaps his gaze was too intense; Ye Yuchi lazily glanced back, meeting his eyes silently, lips curving into a smile.

The next one is you.

Ye Zining.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -10, total now 70!】

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With a life lost, how could such a shocking plum-blossom gathering possibly continue? All the invited young ladies and gentlemen left, gossiping profusely, and deliberately kept their distance from the Ye family, fearing they might contract some ill omen.

Ye Zining needs no further dealing with; this overly proud person is practically angering himself to death.

In early spring, the rain came suddenly; just after leaving the Liu manor, the sky changed, and a misty drizzle fell.

The Jin manor's carriage was parked not far away; Lüyì and Duōyú went ahead first to hold up umbrellas.

Jin Chen stopped at the Liu manor's gate, wrapped his arms around Ye Yuchi's waist, and gently brushed her nose tip, 'Ah Ci, this act of yours is superb—able to kill invisibly without even drawing a blade.'

Ye Yuchi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, lightly rubbing against Jin Chen's palm, her voice soft and gentle.

'What's there to boast about? Creating such wicked deeds, Ye Hui toward me... was even more ruthless before; the rest of the Ye family wouldn't have gone to such trouble to deal with her.'

Today Ye Hui's heart-wrenching cries from her miscarriage, I don't know if it's because of the past, but it made him, in his wounded winter, feel even more pain as he soaked in icy filthy water, the bone-chilling cold intensifying.

Jin Chen sensed his husband's tumultuous emotions, pinched his chin, and kissed him again.

'Be good, Yuchi, don't overthink.'

The two didn't say much, after all they weren't at their own manor; Jin Chen heard footsteps approaching from behind, it was Ye Zining's concubine daughter.

'Second brother, thank you.'

Ye Fuyue performed a salute to Ye Yuchi, completely unaffected by the earlier commotion.

Her situation in the Ye manor was not much better than Ye Yuchi's; she never imagined she could now receive Ye Yuchi's favor, obtaining a flower shop to operate.

'You've done well; remember to sever ties with the Ye family early.' Ye Yuchi reminded, though she didn't spell out the reason, Ye Fuyue understood implicitly.

They all wished for the Ye family's downfall.

Jin Chen, hearing their words, suddenly became alert, glancing toward a nearby street corner, sensing someone tailing and spying.

Such well-concealed aura—still, they were a few assassins with considerable martial skill.

'Ah Ci is waiting for me here; you all follow.'

Jin Chen reacted extremely swiftly, drawing the short sword from the waist of a household guard and gave chase.

A squad of palace guards froze for a moment, unable to believe they were watching the young master Jin's retreating back as he left, then hurriedly followed after him.

When did the young master get so good at martial arts… no, when did the young master ever learn martial arts!

"Husband!"

Ye Yuchi was both surprised and worried; in the rain curtain, Jin Chen's figure turned the corner and disappeared, leaving him with a sudden emptiness in his heart.