Chapter 410: Chapter 399: Lin Qiao Doesn’t Have Long to Live
Although two chairs were placed evenly, one was obviously larger than the other. Lin Qiao hadn’t said anything yet, when Wen Shu gently said, "Sister, you take the spacious one."
Lin Qiao didn’t say anything either and sat down directly. Wen Shu followed and sat beside her, while the other ladies’ eyes wandered over the two of them.
"Both Mrs. Songs are exceptionally beautiful. General Song has a good eye."
It was the Third Prince Consort who spoke. Although her tone was gentle, everyone present knew the underlying meaning.
She wanted the two to compete internally.
Wen Shu lowered her head shyly, "Thank you for the compliment, Princess Consort."
Lin Qiao remained silent.
The Third Prince Consort glanced at her, then turned to Hehua not far away, raising her hand to smooth her hair, "These lotus flowers are beautiful, but unfortunately they don’t last long."
"Indeed, the flowering period is short, and it’s not just the flowers. People are the same."
A lady in a blue dress smiled brightly and got up, pointing at the pavilion opposite, "We’ve been sitting for so long, would the ladies like to take a walk with me?"
"These lotus flowers are best appreciated up close."
"Then let’s walk. Sitting too long makes my back ache," one lady responded.
Lin Qiao glanced at Wen Shu and stood up to support her, "Be careful of the road below, there are loose stones."
I don’t want to be responsible for two lives.
Wen Shu was taken aback, "Thank you, Sister," she said, then scanned her a few times.
The ladies walked ahead, paying no attention to the two, as neither held much status among the group.
Lin Qiao felt more at ease, glancing at the woman next to her. The delicate face showed no aggression, serene and graceful.
She was a proper official family’s young lady.
Song Tingfan wouldn’t like this kind of woman, even detesting her.
At the rate he’s acting, not even offered a supporting role.
"Oh..."
Suddenly, a voice sounded in front, and a lady stumbled and lost balance, falling backward. The path was already narrow, and this happened one after another.
As she fell, the ladies behind her also staggered.
Lin Qiao didn’t have time to react before being bumped by the lady in front, stumbling backward. She immediately let go of Wen Shu to prevent her from falling down.
Just when she thought she would fall painfully, a strong force pulled her, and she reacted realizing she was already pressed against Wen Shu.
She was momentarily stunned, hurriedly got up, and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"
Wen Shu leaned against her to stand up, touched her belly, paused for a while, and said, "I’m fine, Sister."
Lin Qiao sighed in relief, suddenly noticing something. The back of her light-colored dress had a smear of red, then looked at the ground, seeing a loose stone, she panicked, "You’re bleeding."
At the same time, she was somewhat suspicious, she had pulled her earlier, a pregnant woman couldn’t be so strong or quick.
Moreover, she was protecting her.
She... might not be the real Wen Family’s legitimate daughter.
That belly is probably fake too.
What is Song Tingfan planning...
Knowing Wen Shu fell, the other ladies’ expressions changed, and the Third Prince Consort instructed a maid, "Go quickly and get a doctor."
Then the other ladies shifted the blame, "Mrs. Song, why did you press down on Little Madam Song, she’s pregnant."
"Exactly."
These people are real naturals at acting, it was clearly their fault, but now they’re pinning it all on her.
Shameless.
Lin Qiao secretly rolled her eyes.
"It’s not Sister’s fault, Mrs. Li bumped into me," Wen Shu frowned.
Hearing this, Mrs. Li’s face changed, of course, she wouldn’t admit it, she blurted out, "Mrs. Jin bumped into me."
Mrs. Jin hurriedly distanced herself, "Not..."
Before she could finish, they saw a tall figure walking over briskly.
She swallowed and stepped back, "Song... General Song."
The others saw him and their hearts skipped a beat. General Song was favored by the Emperor, and each family had long been instructed to be close to the two Mrs. Songs.
"Who pushed?" Song Tingfan saw Wen Shu’s back and his face suddenly darkened with anger.
But no one noticed his quick glance at Lin Qiao.
As the ladies shivered, unsure of what to say, Wen Shu’s close maid pointed at Lin Qiao, "General, it was the First Lady who bumped into the Little Madam."
"Cui’er, don’t talk nonsense, that’s not true," Wen Shu gently scolded.
Instantly, Song Tingfan’s gaze towards Lin Qiao become extremely displeased, but hindered by the crowd, he said nothing, "Escort Madame home."
Other ladies looked at Lin Qiao with varied thoughts, but they all had one notion, Song Tingfan’s first wife was not loved.
...
Half an hour later, it was near noon, and Lin Ling was already out of class, her big eyes looking towards the door when suddenly spotting a beautiful figure, she exclaimed joyfully, "Mother," and ran over.
