A maid came to the bedside.

"Miss……"

"Don't talk to me now, I feel uncomfortable." Ting'er said weakly.

The maid sighed lightly and raised her hand to lift the quilt up to cover Ting'er's body.

"Miss, didn't you tell the master about that?" the maid asked.

Ting'er looked at the tent ceiling blankly, and when she heard these words, the corners of her lips twitched.

"So what if I say it? So what if I don't say it?" She murmured.

The maid frowned and her gaze fell on Ting'er's abdomen: "You don't say it, but this matter can't be revealed without saying it. You have a piece of meat in your belly, which you can't hide.

!”

After hearing the maid's words, Ting'er raised her hand and caressed her belly.

"This piece of meat came at the wrong time," she said.

"If I could have been pregnant with this piece of meat when my husband was not dead, then things like this wouldn't have happened now."

"It's a pity that my husband is short-lived and I am also unlucky,"

"This child came at the wrong time..." Ting'er murmured.

If her husband had not died, she would not have become the plaything of her father-in-law.

"I'm beginning to regret it..." Ting'er said to the maid beside the bed.

"I chose this path, but I chose the wrong one..." she said again.

The maid raised her hand and gently held Ting'er's hand, "Miss, don't blame yourself like this. It's happening now and then."

"When my uncle died, he left you alone in the house."

"Your mother-in-law's family has no background or power, and she didn't leave a son or a half for my uncle, so you brought me and my cooking mother as dowries."

"In the Yang Mansion, if you don't compromise with me, you won't be able to survive the rest of your life."

"It's not like you don't remember those days. We, master and servant, were in the house, and anyone could bully us."

"If I hadn't come out to take care of you at that time, you might have fallen ill and died. Madam wouldn't have given you any medicine, and she wouldn't have asked a doctor..." the maid said, turning her face and wiping her tears.

Ting'er's face was also full of tears, and her tears were falling down.

"If I had known that I would be locked up in this small courtyard as a plaything by him today, it would have been easier for me to have died of illness."

"At least, I don't have to bear such a crime for the so-called glory and wealth, and the three worry-free meals a day."

‘**’, if she is having an affair with her father-in-law, how can she have the honor to see her husband after death?

He is not dead and no one knows about it. How can he have the dignity to behave in the future?

Now that he has this piece of meat in his belly, he can make a plaything for himself and eat it until he dies. Will his child also suffer the same consequences?

Thinking of this, Ting'er became even more desperate.

"It's the old lady's birthday the day after tomorrow, when we have a chance to go out to the yard."

Ting'er continued, "When the time comes, take some time to go to the pharmacy on the street and buy a pair of abortion pills."

When the maid heard this, her whole body tensed up.

"Miss, please think twice, this, this is your own flesh and blood..."

"Stop talking. This child is an evil breed. He is destined not to be allowed to come into this world."

"But Miss, you are really lonely like this. If you have a child with you, you are not alone either."

"When you get old in the future, at least there will be someone who will do your duty to you at your bedside!" the maid said.

But Ting'er has made up her mind, "I have thought it through clearly, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I can't make the mistake again."

The maid had no choice but to sigh and left the house sadly.

Yang Ruoqing returned to her room. At this time, there was still a few hours before the night banquet started.

She planned to take this opportunity to take a nap and catch up on her sleep.

Then, while washing my face, the maid from before came over from behind.

Before Yang Ruoqing could react, a pair of soft hands touched her waist.

"Sir, my servant is here to help you undress and take off your belt." The maid said softly.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stepped aside and looked at the maid with wide eyes and a bit of surprise.

It’s not that I have never been intimate with people of the same sex, with Xiao Yaxue, with Xiao Yu, with Cao Bamei...

They held hands together or slept in the same bed.

However, that feeling is completely different from the feeling of being fucked by this maid from behind.

In front of me, the maid was slightly startled when she saw Yang Ruoqing's reaction.

Immediately, she said shyly and timidly: "Master, you don't have to be cautious. The government has sent a servant to this room to serve the master, and the servant will definitely serve him comfortably."

"This slave undresses the young master and takes off his belt..."

The maid said, stretching out her hands to help Yang Ruoqing take off her clothes.

No matter how slow Yang Ruoqing was when it came to emotions, at this moment, she understood it.

This maid wants to throw herself into my arms.

It's a pity that she is also a woman and is missing something, so she is destined to be unable to satisfy this maid.

"Well, I'll take it off myself, I don't need you to wait on me like this." Yang Ruoqing finally spoke up.

This is the first time this maid has heard Yang Ruoqing's voice in most of the day.

It turns out... she's a young lady?

The maid looked at Yang Ruoqing with a look of astonishment, unable to recover.

Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed by her expression, and smiled a little guiltily.

Without explaining anything, he turned around and continued to wash his face, then took off his coat and got into bed.

This time, the maid just helped spread the quilt in a polite manner, and never came to show her courtesy like before.

His eyes were full of loss and disappointment, and some were ashamed of themselves.

Yang Ruoqing didn't pay any more attention to it. Her gender was correct.

Maid, you can adjust your mood on your own. You can't ask me, sister, to change gender just to satisfy you, right?

Even if it has changed, it is also a lie, hahaha.

Pulling the quilt to cover her chest, Yang Ruoqing turned over and closed her eyes to rest.

Night finally fell.

Yang Wenxuan personally came to the backyard and invited Old Yang and other members of the Old Yang family to attend the night banquet in the hall in the front yard.

Old Yang washed his face, put on a new set of clean clothes, and went to the front yard with the support of Yang Wenxuan and Yang Huazhong.

Yang Ruoqing and others also followed behind.

In the hall in the front yard of Yang's Mansion, the lights were brightly lit, illuminating everything as if it were daytime.

The maids and servants came in and out carrying plates full of fruits, snacks and dishes, and the hall was bustling with activity.

Lao Yangtou and his entourage came to the hall. In the hall, a bunch of people were sitting at the main seat, surrounded by an old man with white beard and hair.

Seeing Lao Yangtou and the others coming over, the old man stood up tremblingly and looked towards the door of the hall, his face full of joy and excitement.

"Brother? But my brother is here?"

The old man shouted to Old Yang, and raised a withered hand, which was covered with age spots, just like his face.
Chapter completed!