Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 502 - 167 Chen Jie: What, Huang Wan’er is pregnant? (Please subscribe)
Chapter 502 -167 Chen Jie: What, Huang Wan’er is pregnant? (Please subscribe)
“Ugh—”
Entering the room and unable to hold it back any longer, Du Juan quickly grabbed a spittoon, and Huang Wan’er clutched it as she retched violently.
She realized that her morning sickness was much more severe than it had been the previous days; if it continued like this, she wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret any longer.
Moreover, today it seemed that Nan Batian had become suspicious.
Huang Wan’er held her chest, retching into the spittoon with great heaves, but her mind raced. Although she was mad, she wasn’t foolish. Having attracted Nan Batian’s attention today, she had been exposed, and if Nan Batian discovered there was another man’s child in her womb—
Even as mad as she was, couldn’t help but show a frightened expression.
She wasn’t afraid of dying, but she was afraid something would happen to the child.
No, it couldn’t be allowed to happen, she thought, struggling to suppress the urge to vomit and said to Du Juan,
“Du Juan.”
“Madam.”
The servant Du Juan responded to Huang Wan’er, who said, “Go to the front courtyard and take a look, Nan Batian must have become suspicious, ugh—check if he has sent for a doctor. If he has, you, you find a way to contact this person, tell him at all costs to inform Mr. Chen, tell him to do whatever it takes to save our child!”
“Ah, Madam—Okay, I’ll go right now, I’ll go now!”
Upon hearing this, Du Juan immediately nodded and rushed out. Watching Du Juan leave, Huang Wan’er caressed her belly.
“No matter what, no matter what, I will protect you!”
Huang Wan’er touched her belly, her eyes filled with resolve.
Du Juan rushed out the door and was met by the sight of Nan Batian’s maids. The maids asked her, “Du Juan, where are you going?”
Du Juan replied, “Oh, the lady fancies some fruit; I’m going to fetch some for her.”
“Oh, right, Du Juan, I heard that the lady felt queasy just now, is she sick?”
Du Juan said, “Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just the fatigue from the journey, plus the light diet in the temple these past days. She had a slight reaction to the sight of fatty meat, that’s all.”
“Is that so? I thought…”
The maid stopped abruptly, and Du Juan’s face turned severe as she said, “Are you tired of living? You dare gossip about the lady; be careful the Gang Leader finds out and skins you alive!”
The maid replied, “No, I was just making idle talk.”
“Heh, do you think idle talk like that would sound idle when it reaches the Gang Leader’s ears? Don’t chat so recklessly unless you want to chat your life away.”
Du Juan stared at her fiercely.
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Hearing this, the maid was immediately taken aback and said, “I, I was just talking nonsense.”
“Are some things to be nonsensically talked about?”
“Well, I won’t talk about it anymore.”
Du Juan glared at her fiercely, then turned and left. Watching Du Juan go, the maid couldn’t help but feel resentful, “Isn’t she just a lady’s maid? What’s so great about her? Even correcting me. Is there a woman who dries heaves for no reason?”
“I think, the lady must be pregnant…”
“Shh, don’t spout nonsense. The lady isn’t even at home; how could she be pregnant? With that mouth of yours, you’re going to get yourself killed one of these days.”
Another maid, upon hearing this, quickly left in a hurry, wanting to hear nothing further.
Seeing this, the first maid chased after her, “Wait for me, was I wrong?”
…
Watching the two maids leave, suddenly, a group of people came from a distance, led by Nan Batian, followed by his trusted aide and steward.
Nan Batian squinted his eyes and asked, “Which room does that maid belong to?”
Upon hearing this, the steward nearby said, “She’s responsible for cleaning your bedroom.”
Nan Batian commanded, “Bury her.”
“Yes.”
The steward asked no questions, for that maid certainly deserved to die, whether she was right or wrong, she had to die!
If she was right and Huang Wan’er was indeed carrying another man’s bastard, what would that make Nan Batian—nothing but a cuckold. How could you dare to gossip about such a disgrace to the master—to let such rumors spread demanded a death sentence; careless talk deserved punishment, but to slander the master demanded an even sterner penalty!
And if she was wrong, what was that? It was defamation of the lady of the house, and such a person should not be spared, should they be kept around just for decoration?
So, as long as that maid dared to discuss such matters, whether Huang Wan’er was truly pregnant or it was some other ailment, the maid would not survive.
Did she really think Nan Batian was a kind-hearted believer?
He was notoriously ruthless!
Nan Batian’s brows were deeply furrowed as he turned to the steward and said, “Go keep an eye on Du Juan, watch her closely.”
“Right away,” replied the steward immediately.
Then, following Nan Batian’s orders, “You two go to the kitchen, and have the cook make a portion of Saffron Cake, then send it to me later.”
“Yes, Gang Leader.”
The two trusted aides immediately nodded and went towards the kitchen.
At the same time, they thought to themselves about saffron—the Gang Leader couldn’t possibly be planning to—?
The aides were alarmed by their own thoughts.
Saffron, a precious medicinal herb, had the effects of activating blood circulation to dissipate blood stasis and cooling the blood to detoxify. Normally, taking it in small amounts was beneficial to health.
But it was forbidden for pregnant women.
Because its medicinal properties could cause contractions and miscarriage in pregnant women, it was something they must absolutely avoid.
Nan Batian ordering steamed Saffron Cake from the kitchen had a clear purpose—to see whether Huang Wan’er dared to eat it!
Nan Batian stood in the corridor, his gaze darkened as he looked at the sky, his eyes filled with all manner of complex emotions. But predominant among them was decisiveness; if Huang Wan’er dared to betray him, no matter if it was a child or adulterers, all would perish!
He would not allow anyone to mock him with a vast grassland atop his head!
Du Juan hurriedly rushed to the front courtyard and immediately encountered a young servant on his way to the door seeking Doctor Liu.
