Miracle doctor mother pharmacist baby

Chapter 1 I can't afford to lose this face!
In the middle of the night, with the cry of a baby, the entire banquet hall became restless from the peaceful atmosphere.

Having a baby was supposed to be a great joy.

But everyone in the mansion was as embarrassed as if they were dead, and as if they had been prepared for a long time, the maids and mother-in-law swarmed into the West Wing.When they got to the room, they froze.

There was a large area of ​​blood under the bed, and the always silly young lady was holding a newborn baby in her hands. The umbilical cord hadn't been cut off yet, but her eyes burst out with maternal brilliance.

The eldest lady is extremely beautiful, the most beautiful in the whole capital and even in the whole world, but no one has ever paid attention to her beauty.Because a woman who is beautiful but stupid does not count as shining.

However, at this moment, her eyes were no longer dull, but agile and exuded a charm that immediately infected many people.

Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan just arrived, and at the same time, Mr. Yan was waiting outside the door. If it weren't for the delivery room where men are not allowed to enter, he would be the first to break in.

"Mrs. Tai!" The servants and maids saluted respectfully.

Mrs. Yan Tai nodded, and glanced at Yan Ji who was on the bed, but sighed inaudibly.

"Mother!" Mrs. Yan asked Mrs. Yan Tai for advice, but in fact she hoped that Mrs. Tai would let Yan Ji go.

"Our Yanfu can't afford to lose this face!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone knew what to do, but Mrs. Yan knelt down.

"Mother, Ji'er is innocent, she doesn't know anything at all. Mother, please let her live!"

Having a child out of wedlock, the whole family will be shamed if it is spread out.What's more, Yan Ji has a relationship with the Hou's Mansion. If she is married at this moment, if someone finds out, then the Yan Mansion will be disrespectful to the Hou's Mansion, and it is a felony of deceiving the emperor for the emperor!

For a moment, which is more important, flashed in the eyes of Mrs. Yan, and she made a decision.

Dealing with a granddaughter who is not close to him can save the entire Yan family, this deal is still very cost-effective!

"Come on, take Madam down!"

Mrs. Yan begged hard, but was dragged out in the end.

"Mother, no matter what, Ji'er can't die!"

Mrs. Yan's lips twitched a contemptuous smile when she heard Mrs. Yan's voice gradually going away.

"Women's kindness."

Immediately, three or five servants who were tall, tall and rough all stepped forward to snatch Yan Ji's child.

And at this juncture, I don't know where Yan Ji got the strength to hold on to the child tightly!No matter who approaches, she will not give it.

However, the child cried loudly during the fight.

This cry was very clear and heartbroken, the voice of a child is the most contagious.Several servants were startled and did not dare to go forward.

But at this moment, Madam Yan's gaze suddenly became firm and abnormal.

"No matter what method is used to snatch the child!"

The old lady said so clearly, and the servants didn't care about it, they went up to grab Yan Ji's hand and wrestled it. Her waist and hands were all twisted out, blue and purple.

Usually pain is hard for a fool to tolerate, but at this time, she didn't know where the belief came from, so firm, she just refused to let go, and tears flowed down her saliva.

The old lady Yan had been sitting calmly the whole time. The servants were very anxious, and finally they couldn't help but brought the pillows over and covered them directly.

But Yan Ji kept struggling, her legs kept struggling, and the voice in the room gradually became quieter after a while.

But someone slowly opened the quilt with this hand to check Yan Ji's breath, but was startled.

"Too...too madam...the eldest lady, she is dead!"

"What?" Mrs. Yan Tai stood up as soon as she slapped the table.

None of the people who were kneeling on the ground dared to stand up and speak loudly.

Mrs. Yan Tai frowned, and glanced at Yan Ji on the bed, not to say pity, but feel very unlucky.

He waved his hand and said, "Then pull it down and find a place to bury it!"

"But Mrs. Tai, the young master is still alive, but he can't snatch it away!" A bold servant woman said.

Mrs. Yan Tai glared at her, then sighed after thinking for a while: "Then bury them together!"

Just kidding, no matter how good this child is, he can't keep it, otherwise in the future, will he be able to honor his mother when he knows they killed him?

Afterwards, Mrs. Yantai no longer intervened. She was tired enough to run around tonight. After thinking about it, she still didn't know what to say to Qingyuan?
But Mrs. Yan had to tell her to shut up!
A few bold servants followed Yan Ji's words and lifted Yan Ji up, but at this time, the child in Yan Ji's arms was surprisingly quiet, her eyes were constantly rolling, and the sharp edges and corners of her eyes were cute and charming. Poor see you.It made people feel unbearable.

But after all, no one is a living Bodhisattva. If Mrs. Yan Tai finds out and saves him privately, she may lose her own life.

Thinking of this, everyone lost their minds.So he took a blanket and wrapped Yan Ji and the child together.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

With such a big scandal, it is natural for people to be buried in unknown places.

In the future, there is no proof of his death when he talked about it, so he chose to be buried on the mountain in the backyard of the Yanfu.Several servants took the iron catalpa and dug the pit.There are two more holding torches and shining again.

The dim light shone on the figure, and the sound of the wind blowing all around, and the hooting of owls at night made people shudder.

A few people came here with courage, but the more they worked, the more hopeless they became.

In the end, the hole had been dug, and he wanted to bury the person directly, but unexpectedly, a pair of white jade-like wrists protruded from the blanket, and those ten fingers were like green onions, but they were miserable white.I saw that she stretched out and began to squirm, step by step, as if she wanted to crawl out!
Everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, and there would always be a sense of guilt in their hearts for such an outrageous thing.What's more, in the middle of the night, the cool breeze is even more gloomy at this moment.

And the squirming of those hands was the last life-saving straw that directly broke everyone's psychological defense.

"Ah, ghost!" I don't know who shouted first.

(End of this chapter)