Wen Wan felt a little confused when she heard this, "You have been married to him for almost seven years. Do you don't trust him?"

"I have trust, but not to the extent of full trust." Lin Xiaoyue didn't know how to describe her heart.

"Has he done something sorry for you?" Wen Wan asked.

Lin Xiaoyue shook her head, "No."

"That's it that he's not good to you?"

“No, either.”

"Then he neither sorry nor bad to you. Why don't you trust him?"

Wen Wan said, looking at Lin Xiaoyue's lower abdomen, "You tell me that you don't trust the person next to me, are you pretentious?"

Lin Xiaoyue was choked and couldn't speak.

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, Wen Wan said again: "Justice Qi has just left, and you can't wait to pull me up to Fahua Temple to pray for blessings and peace. Then you can throw copper coins and make a wish. Are these just superficial skills?"

"Of course not!" Lin Xiaoyue immediately retorted, "I don't do such hypocritical things."

"Then I can't figure it out." Wen Wan looked at the other party suspiciously, "While you are nervous that he gave birth to him, and while you say you don't trust him, isn't this inconsistent?"

Lin Xiaoyue was extremely embarrassed when she was hit by someone. "I had already realized these problems before you came. Just help me figure out what to do, right?"

"What else can you do? Eat on time, sleep well, and take care of your baby. This is what you should do most at the moment. No matter how much you want, it's useless."

Seeing that she wanted to refute, Wen Wan stopped in time, "As long as you don't think about it, you will never have nightmares at night. Look at you, how long it took to make yourself look like a ghost. If the little guy in his belly knew that his mother didn't know how to take care of him, he might really not want you to be a mother in anger."

Lin Xiaoyue thought that the unborn little guy might have resentment for his irresponsibility, so she took a deep breath and agreed to Wen Wan, "I understand. Starting from today, I will eat and sleep on time and take good care of the baby."

"That's right." Wen Wan bent her lips and smiled with satisfaction. "I usually have a clear understanding of the same person when I am with me. When encountering such a thing, you should always tell which one is more important. Don't let more people worry about you."

A little embarrassed appeared on Lin Xiaoyue's face, "Wenwan, thank you."

"You should thank me." The two of them were already familiar with each other. Wen Wan would not be polite in front of her. "If I don't come today, you will probably have to continue to torture. Then you will be happy if you really see Hong and lose your child?"

Lin Xiaoyue looked at her with a pleasing look, "I already know that I'm wrong, so don't always stab my heart, it hurts."

"If you don't care, can you have a memory?"

"Okay, okay, you're right, you're right. If you're thirsty, come and have a cup of tea." Lin Xiaoyue poured her a cup of hot tea.

Wen Wan was not polite, so she took it and held her hand warmer. Yu Guang glanced at their charcoal basin, "This is the silver frost charcoal produced by the Chai Tan Department?"

Lin Xiaoyue nodded and said yes, "I just sent it when winter began."

The emperor and empress in the imperial city and the favored palace concubines used high-quality red charcoal, and silver frost charcoal was the highest-quality house charcoal that was rewarded to the ministers.

With Su Qing's grade, it's not surprising that their family will have it.

After Lin Xiaoyue finished speaking, she turned her head and ordered Jinzhi, "Go and prepare two baskets of silver frost charcoal, and then someone will send them to Song Mansion later."

Jinzhi responded and was about to step out of the door, Wenwan hurriedly called her, "No need to bother, I just ask casually."

Lin Xiaoyue knew that the Song family did not have such charcoal, so she told Wen Wan: "Seventh Master won the battle, and the palace sent a lot of people. My only house is burned in our house, and we can't use it for a winter."

After pausing, she said, "Just treat it as my thank you."

Wen Wan almost sprayed a sip of tea, "My favor is only worth two baskets of charcoal?"

"Is this called giving warmth or not?" Lin Xiaoyue didn't feel stingy at all, "It's much more valuable than those gold, stone and jade that are not good at using."

Wen Wan calculated to her with her fingers, "If you really give me a piece of jade, I will take it to the pawn shop for a transfer. The money I received may not be able to buy two baskets of charcoal. Otherwise, you might as well give me the money directly."

"I've given you money, where do you buy silver frost charcoal?" Lin Xiaoyue rolled her eyelids, "I've never seen someone as greedy as money."

"There is no way, it's all poor. Who wants money if you have money?"

“…”

The two baskets of silver frost charcoal were finally delivered to the Song family.

Their family can only use two yards. Wenwan gave Rong'antang's in-laws a basket and left the other basket in her own yard.

No matter how unaware of the goods, Mrs. Song saw that the charcoal was much better than the ones they burned now, so she asked who gave it to her.

Wen Wan is honestly the lady who came to her family for a while back then.

Mrs. Song recognized Lin Xiaoyue, and when Wen Wan said this, she was a little excited, "They are so generous, can't we not express it without a word, right?"

Wen Wan didn't tell Mrs. Song about Lin Xiaoyue's current situation. She was afraid that her mother-in-law would worry about it. She just told her not to worry about these things and she had given all the statements she should give.

Mrs. Song knew that this daughter-in-law was doing things safely, and she felt relieved after hearing what she said.

After Wen Wan persuaded him, Lin Xiaoyue had no more random thoughts since that day, and calmed down to take care of her baby with delicious food and drink.

The peace talisman asked for by Fahua Temple was unable to be given to Su Qing, and she put it on herself.

Staying away from the troubles of nightmares, she has improved a lot these days, but her lower abdomen occasionally feels uncomfortable.

Lin Xiaoyue was particularly nervous about this child. As long as something was wrong, she would ask the doctor to see him. The doctor said that the pulse was very stable, so she should pay attention to rest more and keep her mood happy.

Lin Xiaoyue suspected that the doctor in the palace had been bribed, so she asked Jinzhi to invite the doctor from outside.

The doctor outside didn't see anything wrong.

Jinzhi said: "Grandma is concerned, but she is too worried. Our doctor in the family is the person chosen by the Seventh Master before leaving. There will definitely be no problem. What's more, the doctor outside said that the child's pulse is stable and healthy!"

"Is that true?" Lin Xiaoyue seemed a little absent-minded.

"Grandma, don't think too much, I will help you out for a walk."

After all the precautions, Lin Xiaoyue still had a miscarriage.

On a snowy night in the deep winter, the gate of the Song Mansion was knocked, and dog barking came one after another.

The news came from the gatekeeper to the second gate. The old man on the gate passed it to Yuncai who was vigilant, and Yuncai then informed the master.

Wenwan was asleep properly and was woken up by the panicked knock on the door outside.

When I was confused, the bedside lampshade was lit up, and the orange light dispelled a bit of sleepiness.

Wen Wan turned her head and saw that Song Wei had already dressed and got out of bed. She turned around and told her to continue sleeping. He went out to take a look.

It was too cold outside, Wen Wan was too lazy to move. After listening to the man's words, she nodded and closed her eyes.

There was a faint voice at the door, and it was hard to hear what was said, but the word "miscarriage" was clearly heard. Perhaps the person who said it was afraid that the volume was increased unknowingly.

Wen Wan's sleepiness disappeared in an instant. She lifted the brocade quilt, put on her clothes in a neat manner, and quickly came to the outside room.

The door was still open, Song Wei stood at the threshold, and Yuncai was whispering outside.

Hearing the movement, Song Wei turned his head to look at her, "Why are you getting up?"

"What did you just say?" Wen Wan looked straight at Yuncai.

Yuncai subconsciously looked at Song Wei, as if he didn't dare to say anything, and wanted to ask the male owner for instructions first.

Song Wei replied to her, "Mrs. Su has miscarriage."

Wen Wan was stunned for a while before she realized that the "Madam Su" he was talking about was Lin Xiaoyue.

...

Unsure that Wen Wan ran so far alone at night, Song Wei accompanied her to the Governor's Office.

He is a man with a man outside, and it is not convenient for him to enter the inner courtyard. After he arrived, Manager Liu arranged for him to go to the front hall for tea.

Wenwan followed the maid who led the way to Lin Xiaoyue's yard.

All the mattresses in the house, which were dyed with blood, have been replaced. Considering that it is cold, the servants dare not open the window to breathe, so they only lit incense to try to reduce the smell in the house.

But even so, people coming in from outside can easily smell it.

When Wen Wan lifted the bead curtain in the compartment, she saw Lin Xiaoyue lying on the bed with her eyes blank.

There was not much blood on her face, and her expression seemed very dull. She didn't seem to hear anything the maid said to her.

Seeing Wenwan coming, several maids bowed their knees and wanted to salute her.

Wen Wan raised her hand and signaled not to make any sound to affect Lin Xiaoyue's rest.

Then they were asked to go out.

He put a copper basin on the golden branches, took the little maids, and quickly left the main house.

Wenwan brought a stool to sit down, held Lin Xiaoyuelu's hand outside into her palm, and just accompanied her silently without saying a word.

After a long time, Lin Xiaoyue seemed to have consciousness. Her eyes turned twice and a hoarse voice came from her mouth, "Are you here?"

"How does it feel?"

Afraid that she felt the pain, Wen Wan's strength to hold her hand was slightly relaxed.

"I feel like the sky is falling."

She didn't cry, as if she could no longer cry, and her voice was weak.

"The sky has not collapsed." Wen Wan said, "As long as you are willing to stand up and walk out, you will definitely see it."
Chapter completed!