Duke Ying Mansion, Ming Garden.
Song Ruqi lay on the bed with a ghastly white face, staring at the canopy, her hands covering her abdomen, silent.
"Third Madame, please have some herbal soup first." Song Ruqi's loyal nurse, Xin Mama, stood by the bed with a bowl of soup, her eyes red as she persuaded her.
But Song Ruqi closed her eyes and said hoarsely, "You're not real, go away, once I wake up everything will be fine."
Xin Mama raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and the main maid in the room had red eyes as well. Since the young lady married into the family, it was as if she lived in a honey pot. Her maiden family was strong, and she was capable herself, conceiving within three months of marriage.
But such happiness, even Heaven couldn't bear to watch, so easily took it all away.
The child in Third Madame's womb was lost, and it was an already formed male infant, which made it all the more despairing.
