The capital’s affairs were completed half a month after Jiang Shangheng’s return, so why had those dozen children arrived, yet Jiang Shangheng and his parents had not?
Gu Qingtong curiously asked the children, who looked at each other, indicating they did not understand.
Master Min, concerned about his benefactor’s situation, was listening nearby. Seeing the children unable to answer, he comforted her and ordered someone to take the children away. Gu Qingtong listened to Master Min’s consolation and felt slightly calmer, but after another half month, there was still no news of Jiang Shangheng.
Especially when alone, Gu Qingtong would easily overthink. Logically, after handling the affairs, Jiang Shangheng should have rushed over immediately.
Even if coordinating with the two elderly Jiang parents, two months had passed and he should have arrived.
It was early autumn, and the weather was gradually turning cool. As soon as Gu Qingtong opened the window, she saw the yard covered in fallen leaves. Those bright red maple leaves presented a desolate and bleak atmosphere in the twilight.
Could it be…
As soon as Gu Qingtong had a bad thought, she felt breathless and with a sense of suffocation, she blacked out and fainted.
“Rong’er, what shall we do about Sister Qingtong?” came Yu Guang’s voice.
The usually calm Yu Rong let out a long sigh: “Young Master Jiang died in his father’s place, yet we’re making her believe the Empress Dowager spared the Marquis because of the blood letter. Recently, I don’t know how to face her.”
Gu Qingtong had already awakened but couldn’t open her eyes. Hearing their conversation, she clenched her fist, hoping she had misheard or was dreaming.
Yu Shi also entered from outside, holding a bowl of medicine. The heavy bitter smell reached Gu Qingtong’s nose, making her frown tightly. However, with her eyelids heavy and her throat blocked, she could do nothing.
“Rong’er, A’guang, why don’t we tell her? She’ll know sooner or later. Moreover, she’s pregnant, and she can’t seek death for Young Master Jiang,” Yu Shi said heavily, seeking Yu Rong and Yu Guang’s opinions.
Gu Qingtong raised her right hand, slowly placing it on her lower abdomen: She was pregnant with Jiang Shangheng’s child? But after more than two months, she hadn’t felt anything at all.
