Chapter Fourteen: Ten Combs Full of Children and Grandchildren
The bustling wedding hall fell silent, but the old housekeeper was still pleading.
"Go and have a look... Miss, there is your child in your belly..."
"General, please take a look..."
The smiles on everyone's faces froze. It turned out that Du Yunrou was actually giving birth to a baby at this moment?
What does it mean to be dying...?
That Du Yunrou...that Du Yunrou who is willing to pay homage to the dead...isn't going to work anymore?
Everyone felt a little bit unbearable.
That strange woman with love and justice, when she got married, all the women with love and justice married him one after another.
Wei Zidu glanced at the old housekeeper with an indifferent expression, and ordered almost cold-bloodedly: "Someone, pull this person who delayed the good time down and put him in the woodshed!"
People in the Du family are all treacherous, cunning, and unjust people! My father was deceived by the Du family more than ten years ago. How could he be so soft-hearted towards that woman now? Absolutely impossible!
"Continue to worship!" he shouted coldly.
…
In the backyard, time passed little by little, but Wei Zi never showed up, and Du Yunrou was already heartbroken.
He would not come. She closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye and flowed into her temple.
The midwife was still urging her to exert more force.
She wanted to give birth to this child, Wei Zidu's child, and it was her only hope.
"Ah...!!!" Du Yunrou grabbed the soaked quilt and screamed miserably. Her body arched up due to too much exertion. She lay high with her head raised, and the bones of her slender neck stood out and turned pale.
There was a look of death on his face.
"It's born!!" the midwife said in surprise.
She suddenly fell back on the bed, exhausted, and the cold sweat on her forehead wet her pale face.
"Ah!" When the midwife saw the child, her face instantly turned pale: "Yes, it's a stillbirth...!!"
stillbirth……?
Du Yunrou turned to look at the child held by the midwife. He was indeed terrifyingly quiet.
She laughed at herself in her heart and closed her eyes.
Should have guessed it...
God had never been kind to her, so how could he allow her to give birth to her own child?
Well, now she has nothing...
"Get out..." Her bloodless lips moved and she said feebly.
The midwife looked unbearable and wanted to comfort her: "...Mrs. Wei, don't be too sad, there will be children again..."
"Get out." She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the midwife, her eyes cold and penetrating.
After driving away the midwife, she pushed herself out of bed, held on to the corner of the wall, moved little by little to the cabinet, and dug out a fiery red wedding dress at the bottom of the box.
This was the one she wore to marry Wei Zidu a year ago. After carefully wiping the sweat off her body, she fumbled to put the wedding dress on, then slowly walked to the bronze mirror and sat down.
She seemed to have really lost some weight. When she wore it a year ago, it fit just right, but today, it is a little looser.
Du Yunrou looked at her pale face in the mirror calmly, carefully tracing her eyebrows, applying makeup, and dotting her lips.
After a series of things were done, the person in the bronze mirror finally looked better. A slight smile appeared on her lips. She picked up the mahogany comb on the table and gently combed her long hair with a low and hoarse voice.
She was almost the only one who could hear: "One comb, comb until old, two combs... white hair reaching eyebrow level..."
"Three combs... children and grandchildren are everywhere, and four combs meet noble people..."
"Five combs...cough!...cough!!" She coughed violently again, and dark red blood overflowed along her lips and dripped on the already fiery red wedding dress. She raised her hand and wiped it.
But I can't wipe it all off.
After a while, she finally calmed down, still panting slightly. Looking at the blood-mangled face in the bronze mirror, she smiled to herself and put down the comb.
That’s all…
Even if she couldn't finish reading these ten combs of songs, after all... she couldn't grow old with him. The child was still placed on the bed. He was a boy, but he didn't cry or make noises. He was not as noisy as other children. Du Yunrou reached out and touched it.
Touching him, he was cold and without a trace of warmth.
It doesn't matter if you die, there is a lot of trouble in this world. If you die, you don't have to suffer like this.
She stood up and lit the candlestick. The flames jumped and seemed eager to try. Du Yunrou picked it up and lit the tablecloth and bed...
Finally, amid the bright firelight, she slowly climbed up to the roof.
Standing there, she could see the entire capital city.
In this night, the capital was extremely quiet.
The fire was fierce, and in just a moment, it surrounded the entire room beneath her. The scorching flames rushed upwards quickly, illuminating the dark night little by little.
"on fire!"
"Hurry up and put out the fire!" After a while of panic, the wedding drinkers finally noticed something unusual. They all panicked and carried buckets of water to try to stop the ferocious fire. Unfortunately, this was like using a mantis' arm to block the fire, and the water poured in couldn't help but
Instead of blocking the fire, it seemed to have irritated the fire. It burned even more fiercely, and the fire wind roared violently, surrounding the entire house! And on top of the tiles, there was actually a man wearing fiery red clothes.
The woman in the wedding dress! As the fire wind roared, the woman's black hair flew away, and the fiery red wedding dress flew. She only stood on it calmly, looking at the panicked crowd below indifferently, even though the fire was about to reach her.
At her feet, she remained unmoved.
At this time, all the guards in red robes rushed over. When they saw the woman in the red wedding dress in the fire, he gritted his teeth and said: "Du Yunrou, come down!"
Du Yunrou's eyes moved and she looked down at him, unmoved.
"Come down and say whatever you want!" The fire became more and more aggressive, and Wei Zi even looked anxious.
In the midst of the fire, her red lips opened slightly, as if she said something, but the fire was too strong and he didn't hear it clearly. Wei Zi suddenly became furious: "Du Yunrou, come down here! You haven't paid back what you owe me.
Qing, how dare you die?!"
Du Yunrou's lips moved, as if she was smiling.
A flame playfully dyed the hem of her skirt and quickly ran up her waist: "Boom!" The beams collapsed, and she fell into the fire along with the broken tiles, and was no longer visible! It shocked the whole place.
People in the capital, but now she...
Only Wei Zi frowned, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes: "She doesn't want to give birth, let her give birth! Continue to worship!"
Decisive, men are ruthless.
The old housekeeper suddenly fell to the ground, but Qin Hui'er beside her suddenly became worried: "Husband, go ahead... Sister Du likes you so much, go and see, I..." She bit her lip: "I... won't be in the way.
of."
Everyone praised, it seems that she is also a generous woman, Wei Zi is really lucky, two lucky women in a row