Chapter 235

Xiao Yichen heard that, furrowed his brows, and said in a low voice: "Let me give Pei Yunxi a blood transfusion!"

Pei Yunxi was overwhelmed with feelings; her heart twinged, sensing that Xiao Yichen still couldn't bear to let her go and would still protect her at the crucial moment!

After all, she is his wife, carrying his flesh and blood!

"Brother Chen..." Pei Yunxi burst into tears and snot, even forgetting to fake pain by clutching her belly.

Qi Shi'an laughed and clapped: "What a touching marital affection! What do you think, Miss Mu?"

Although she had no grudge against Pei Yunxi, she simply couldn't stand this kind of woman—seeing her made her nauseous!

I can't understand why so many foolish men get duped into confusion; indeed, many men are brainless creatures!

Mu Yuanzhi curled her lips: "Indeed, it's heart‑moving."

She looked at Xiao Yichen: "Although Premier Xiao volunteered, we still have to test whether your blood is suitable for Pei Yunxi."

"Amitabha, may I have a word, benefactors?" the monk who had been silently watching the spectacle stepped forward.

Mu Yuanzhi guessed he was surely holding back a major matter to say now; Master Yuan Yan always does that.

Everyone turned their gaze to the monk, including Pei Yunxi.

What nonsense is this stinky monk going to spout?!

"Miss Mu, why don't you first take this Miss Pei's pulse to see if her fetus is alright? That would also put Premier Xiao at ease."

Qi Shi'an couldn't fathom why the monk suddenly started caring about Pei Yunxi—what medicine is he selling in his gourd?!

Upon hearing that, Mu Yuanzhi looked at Pei Yunxi, saw a flash of fear in her eyes, and instantly understood what was going on.

The pregnancy is a fraud?!

The monk smiled and nodded at Mu Yuanzhi.

Xiao Yichen naturally wanted Mu Yuanzhi to go check Pei Yunxi's fetus; he just felt embarrassed to say it outright.

"No! I don't need it!" Pei Yunxi clutched her belly: "I don't need it!"

Mu Yuanzhi: "You have no say here."

Pei Yunxi tried to flee, but Mu Yuanzhi had the jailers hold her down.

Pei Yunxi struggled, uttering incoherent refusals, crying for her parents, like a madwoman, just refusing to let Mu Yuanzhi take her pulse.

Xiao Yichen gazed at her with a hint of scrutiny, yet still said nothing.

Mu Yuanzhi squatted, seized Pei Yunxi's hand, took her pulse, and instantly realized: "You're not pregnant, are you?"

What?!

Everyone except the monk was startled.

Not pregnant?!

"Mu Yuanzhi, stop spouting nonsense with your baseless diagnosis! All the physicians at the Imperial Medical Institute have taken my pulse; the Xiao manor has summoned many doctors to examine me. Do you think anyone will believe you just because you say this?!" Pei Yunxi shouted angrily, then turned to the stern‑faced Xiao Yichen and explained: "Brother Chen, don't listen to her nonsense! Have you ever felt my fetal movement?"

Xiao Yichen said nothing, his brows furrowing deeper.

"Since you're not bright, Premier Xiao, let me put it this way: a fetus isn't always in the womb—if it's miscarried, it's gone, right, Pei Yunxi? I'm guessing when you lost it. Wasn't that the time you almost had a miscarriage? Actually it wasn't 'almost'—it really happened, and that miscarriage was self‑induced, wasn't it? To free yourself, otherwise how would the emperor have let you leave?"

Pei Yunxi's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

How could Mu Yuanzhi be so clever, guessing it all at once?!

"Brother Chen, it's not like that..." Pei Yunxi clutched her belly again, looking at Xiao Yichen pleadingly.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yichen is no longer the man who would be dazed by Pei Yunxi's tears and tantrums; after hearing Mu Yuanzhi's analysis, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

This gaze, just like before, seemed to wish to carve Pei Yunxi into a thousand pieces.

Pei Yunxi knew she had lost; all her strength was wasted. She covered her face and sobbed unwillingly: "What can I do… no one can save me… I can only save myself!"

She will have children someday, but her life is only one!

This child surely wishes for its mother's safety and well‑being! It won't blame her!

Mu Yuanzhi's face was expressionless: "Take her away; saving lives comes first."

"Let me go! Let me go!" Pei Yunxi, being dragged away again, started shouting and making a fuss.

Now the jailers no longer needed to worry about Pei Yunxi's belly; they dragged her roughly, and the fake belly stuffed inside her soon skewed and fell out.

Xiao Yichen walked over; Pei Yunxi thought he had changed his mind and come to rescue her, but the smile that appeared quickly collapsed.

He picked up the sieve that had fallen to the ground and smashed it hard into Pei Yunxi's head; her forehead instantly split open with blood, her eyes filling with resentment: "Xiao Yichen! It's all your own doing! If you hadn't been blindly insisting on protecting Mu Yuanzhi, your child wouldn't have died! You killed him!"

Xiao Yichen spoke in a cold voice: "Even dying a hundred times wouldn't be enough."

"Even if I die, I won't let you off!" Pei Yunxi screamed hysterically like a madwoman.

The farce in the jail had just ended when the stage over here began.

Pei Yunxi, mouth stuffed, was dragged to Pei Shangnian's temporary quarters; Qilin, growing impatient, was about to send someone to inquire about the delay when he saw Pei Yunxi thrown in like a dead dog.

"What about her belly?" Qilin asked curiously.

Miscarried?

But she doesn't look like it?

Mu Yuanzhi: "It's fake, exposed by Master Yuan Yan."

Qilin suddenly understood: "Ah, that's what the earlier remark meant!"

That stinky monk, always loving to keep us in suspense!

Gu Rongjin woke from his nap, stretched, and asked: "Has it started?"

The monk stepped in: "Let's begin; with me here, nothing will go wrong."

He glanced at Pei Yunxi on the floor and added: "I'm referring to Pei Gongzi."

Mu Yuanzhi asked Qilin: "How is Pei Shangnian?"

"He's clinging to life; without another blood transfusion he'll likely see King Yama." Qilin said, "Senior sister, shall we transfuse blood while removing the arrowhead?"

Mu Yuanzhi nodded: "That's the only way; otherwise it's too dangerous."

Although this is also very dangerous, there's nothing to be done.

Who let this idiot sneak over; if he isn't shot dead on the spot, he's lucky.

The Qilin asked: "Who's handling the knife?"

Mu Yuanzhi: "I don't really want to touch her."

"Let me do it, I have quite a bit of experience slaughtering live pigs," the monk said, rolling up his sleeves.

Pei Yunxi's eyes were about to pop out.

This dead monk!

However, before she could finish cursing, fear had taken over her thoughts.

Wuu wuu wuu!

She wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound.

She knew there was something called Tibetan incense that, when burned, would make a person lose all sensation, so she wouldn't feel pain!

Mu Yuanzhi seemed to have read Pei Yunxi's thoughts, smiling as she took out a stick of incense: "Are you thinking it would be great if we had Tibetan incense?"

Pei Yunxi didn't want Mu Yuanzhi to look down on her, so she didn't nod, but the hope in her eyes gave her away.