Chapter 197: Chapter 197 Their Child is Gone Chapter 197: Chapter 197 Their Child is Gone Murong Man knelt on the ground, unable to believe what was happening, her soul seemingly lost, her face deathly pale.
When she gathered her senses and tried to rise to follow, the two maids left by Yun Weiwei imdiately pressed her back to the ground.
“His Highness said to let the Concubine reflect on her mistakes while kneeling,” one maid spoke tersely, “you shall rise only when His Highness permits. This is for your own good, to teach you so manners, lest you embarrass yourself further in future!”
These two maids, loyal to Yun Weiwei, relentlessly ridiculed Murong Man, their words growing harsher, yet impossible to fault.
Just beyond the wall, the sound of Hong Feng being beaten was loud, but Hong Feng herself had fallen silent.
After a while, the beating noises stopped too.
One maid stepped out and after a brief conversation outside, two guards entered, carrying Hong Feng’s lifeless body.
“Hong Feng…”
Murong Man’s lips lost all color.
Seeing Hong Feng’s corpse, her whole body started to tremble.
“See, Concubine, this is what happens when one does not know their place. His Highness still harbors a shred of pity for you. Don’t let that be lost as well.”
“You thought you could bypass the Princess Consort and bear the eldest son. Do you not see the place our Princess Consort holds in His Highness’s heart? What are you compared to her? Your Murong Family is now universally detested, and your sister Wang Baozhu has beco a notorious street prostitute, available to even the vilest n. As Wang Baozhu’s sister, though of different fathers, you share the sa blood. You, being confined within the mansion, wouldn’t know how notorious your reputation has grown. His Highness is rciful to have you here; otherwise, with your status, you wouldn’t even qualify to wash His Highness’s feet!”
The other maid sneered, “Indeed, your forefathers must be smoking green with your fortune to even be allowed inside the mansion, let alone dreaming of bearing an Imperial Grandson. Do you think you have the status for that?”
Murong Man shook her head, “No, it’s not true. I must see His Highness. Let see him! There must be so misunderstanding! You vixens, what have you said to His Highness!”
She struggled to rise, but the maids would not let her, pressing down on her shoulders and stepping on her legs, making it impossible for her to get up.
Seeing her fierce struggle, one maid pulled out a sewing needle from her sleeve and stabbed viciously at Murong Man’s abdon, showing no rcy.
In the managent of disobedient servants, this sewing needle was a common tool; it could cause pain yet leave no wound.
It wasn’t intended to be used on Murong Man, a semi-mistress, but she had disobeyed His Highness’s orders.
Moreover, since His Highness had made her kneel, he clearly had no plans to keep the child in Murong Man’s womb. The maid, devoted to Yun Weiwei, worried that Murong Man might plead with His Highness, and in a weak mont, he might decide to keep the child.
Murong Man clutched her abdon and scread in agony.
The maid, having started, did not stop, continuing until Murong Man could not rise due to the intense pain and the sll of thick blood erged before the maid finally ceased.
Dressed in a fragile white dress to appear demure, Murong Man’s attire quickly beca stained with blood, turning visibly striking red.
Yet the maids did not call for a court physician.
That Murong Man was to remain kneeling was His Highness’s command.
If this ordeal might rid Yun Weiwei of Murong Man once and for all, it would indeed be ideal.
Thus, it wasn’t until Murong Man had bled profusely and eventually fainted, nearly on the brink of death about half an hour later, that the two maids exchanged glances and sent word to His Highness.
Whether to summon a physician was still for His Highness to decide.
The Second Prince was already in his study at the mont, and upon hearing the news, he did not even furrow his brow, rely asking for a court physician to co without giving any further instructions.
The aides present all understood; Murong Man had fallen out of favor.
What could they expect from Murong Man, who had foolishly walked right into the line of fire?
Previously, they had thought Murong Man wise and rational, a suitable consort for the Second Prince, capable of fostering relationships with ministers’ wives and daughters to support the Second Prince.
Now, they only regretted that it wasn’t the Second Prince who had married Murong Jiu, for Murong Jiu was truly the wise consort.
Take Xu Darong, for example. Initially one of the Second Prince’s n, he switched sides because Murong Jiu had saved his young son, and Xu Darong had beco a firm supporter of Prince Ling’s faction.
They had thought of simply getting rid of Xu Darong or using his family to threaten or tempt him, but Xu Darong was no fool; he had purposely hired martial arts experts for his personal protection and ensured his family’s safety as well.
Moreover, Xu Darong had done nurous deeds for the Second Prince and possessed compromising information. He dared not reveal it, as doing so would implicate him as well; but if pushed too hard, he might take desperate actions, and there was no need to create a situation where both sides suffered.
And that was just Xu Darong.
It was said that the wives and daughters of Vice General Chen, Lord Liu, and others had improved their health due to Murong Jiu, winning people’s hearts.
When they rembered that Murong Jiu had once harbored a secret affection for the Second Prince, the aides felt it was a pity, as such support should have been the Second Prince’s.
However, no one had ti to ponder Murong Jiu’s matters now. Prince Ling had taken the Princess Consort to a secluded place like Tea Ridge County, retreated from worldly affairs, heard to be establishing a pottery workshop and engaging in rchant-like activities, which caused dissatisfaction among his faction and even led so to defect to the Third Prince.
The Third Prince was still bedridden, yet many were already switching sides opportunistically; the Second Prince’s side was no different, and with the Third Prince skilled at undermining others’ supports, it was like being attacked from both sides.
Therefore, they hardly had ti to think of anything else—just dealing with the Third Prince and His Majesty was headache enough.
Murong Man woke up in the evening, and upon realizing her child was gone, she made a huge commotion, demanding to see the Prince. But the Prince had no ti to see her, the court physician had simply prescribed dicine before leaving, and two new maids and two new matrons were sent to serve her.
Murong Man, having just miscarried, lacked the strength, and the dicine was force-fed to her. Yet, she was certain Yun Weiwei would kick her while she was down by adding sothing else to the dicine; however, she lacked even the strength to resist.
Her hatred reached its peak, yet she also felt extre helplessness.
Hong Feng was dead, and now she had lost even the one who could help her.
Her younger sisters, sent by her grandmother and taken in by the Prince, had not won the Prince’s favor, and after this incident, they had not even stepped foot in her courtyard.
Murong Man was utterly disheartened.
She felt despair.
Even when the Marquis Mansion was raided, she had not felt this way, but now, she found herself without a single ally.
It was just like the situation Murong Jiu faced when she had first arrived at the Marquis Mansion.
In her heart, Murong Man swore that if she could ever rise again, she would ensure Yun Weiwei t a dreadful end!
She would also make the Second Prince regret his actions today!
That child was theirs, his first child; to lose it in such a cruel way—how could Murong Man not harbor hatred in her heart?
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