Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

Early July, midsummer season

The entire Qingcheng Mountain was shrouded in rain and fog, and the thin raindrops fell, soaking the ground and trees.

The hazy rain adds a touch of mystery to the mountains.

The shadows of the trees were dancing, and an old carriage, half stained with mud, was parked by a lake in the valley.

Wei Ce went up to Qingcheng Mountain today to collect dry goods, and accidentally discovered this lake, which is moist and suitable for rest.

He had just drank strong wine in an old man's farmhouse, and now his body felt hot. He felt that the clothes on his body were heavy, so he loosened his clothes and left his collar wide open.

Lean back on the car seat and enjoy the lake breeze.

The man has deep features, a straight nose, and fair skin. He is dressed in a dark black shorts and looks smart and smart.

If one didn't know his family background, people would definitely think that he was a young general. Unfortunately, his family was from a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River and had nothing to do with the government.

Scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, people at that time most despised businessmen who smelled like copper.

Therefore, Wei Ce inherited the family business of the Wei family, while his younger brother Wei Zhi concentrated on studying, hoping to become a talent in the imperial examination and revitalize the family.

Wei Ce then made money everywhere, and now the Wei family can be regarded as the richest man in Jiangnan, extremely rich.

The lake breeze was almost blowing. Seeing that it was getting late, he planned to drive back to the city. At this time, he saw a scene by the lake...

A woman was standing by the lake holding a plain oil-paper umbrella. She was wearing a long gray cloth dress with an old-fashioned and loose style that completely covered her figure.

Her hair was tied into a low bun with an inconspicuous strip of light cloth. Broken hair was scattered around her ears. She had long and curled eyelashes, beautiful crystal eyes, and a small mole in the corner of her eye.

Wei Ce stared at her figure for a while.

I couldn't help but think that the little girl who was cooking in the farmhouse stove seemed to be the woman by the lake!

She is delicate and timid, and always lowers her head when serving food to the table. When she sees him, she wants to bury herself in the food.

Why should we be afraid of him? They don't know each other.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the farmhouse, I met her again.

The grandmother who was with her seemed to have just passed away. Wei Ce heard the old man call her "Wen girl".

"Girl Wen, her name is Wen Ya~"

The name Wen Ya was murmured repeatedly in the man's mouth. He felt that it was strangely easy to pronounce.

*

Wen Ya comes to the lake just to take a bath.

She quickly took off her gray cloth skirt, revealing her delicate white skin, and slowly walked toward the lake. Her slim figure shimmered in the clear water.

When Wei Ce saw this scene, he immediately felt that it was disrespectful.

He looked away to avoid suspicion, but at a glance, he still saw the birthmark on Wen Ya's waist, which turned out to be a beautiful flower of the other side.

But it didn't matter if he was sitting in the carriage. If he left at this time, he would disturb the girl, which would be even more embarrassing.

So, Wei Ce had no choice but to take out a book from the drawer, which belonged to his second brother, and quietly read the "Nanhua Sutra".

"In life, if a white horse passes through the gap between heaven and earth, all of a sudden..."

Wen Ya washed her body by herself. The original owner kept vigil for the old woman for seven days and seven nights without taking a bath. Wen Ya scrubbed off a lot of scabs.

Her ears moved, and she vaguely heard the man's chanting, and she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile deeply...

In this world, Wen Ya's identity is an orphan girl on Qingcheng Mountain and a maid of the Wei family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River.

The original owner's parents died young, and she lived with an old woman in the mountains until she was fifteen years old. The old woman's health became worse and worse. In order to make money to treat the old woman's illness, the original owner had to sell herself to the Wei family as a maid.

After staying in the Wei family for three years, she is now 18 years old, and she is only the lowest servant.

Just a few days ago, the original owner took leave and returned to his home in Qingcheng Mountain, just when the old woman passed away...

[System prompt: The lucky son of this world, Wei Ce, is 21 years old and the heir to the Wei family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River. 】

Later in the story, Wei Ce became disabled, gloomy, and had a violent temper. He looked more and more like a dying old man, with his vitality gradually dissipating and losing his vitality.

Mrs. Wei felt sorry for her son, and she was extremely anxious when she saw Wei Ce in such a state.

If seeking medical advice fails, then ask.

So, Mrs. Wei went to the Taoist temple and gave Wei Ce a fortune telling. The Taoist priest said that letting a woman with the Bianhua birthmark on her waist take care of Wei Ce would wash away the evil spirit in him.

The birthmark on the original owner's waist is the flower of the other side.

As a result, the original owner changed from a cleaning maid in the outer courtyard to Wei Ce's mistress.

Unfortunately, facing the gloomy and sick Wei Ce all day long, the original owner was timid and cowardly. Finally, she secretly escaped from the Wei family and was caught by the government.

For such a runaway slave, the natural result was execution.

While Wei Ce was alive, he was lifeless. Not long after, he burned himself in the house and died...

At this time, Wen Ya felt a little regretful. She could not change the outcome of Wei Ce's disability because she did not know where Wei Ce was injured.

After taking a shower, Wen Ya looked up and looked at the carriage again, and found that the person was no longer there.

She packed herself up, left the lake, took a month's leave, and stayed on Qingcheng Mountain for a few more days.

*

Half a month later, Wen Ya stepped into the Wei residence in the city.

The original owner was the sweeping maid of Yaoyuan. This Yaoyuan was Mrs. Wei's yard, with pleasant scenery and elegant decoration.

Jiangnan graceful architectural style, with deep verandas, a mountain-style half pavilion built near the courtyard, and courtyard houses covered with small dark-colored tiles, with a "Yao Garden" overhanging the forehead.

There are two large tanks in the courtyard. There are lotus leaves floating in the large tanks, but there are bowls of lotus flowers in full bloom.

Just when Wen Ya was about to walk into the west wing to rest, she heard Mrs. Wei's angry voice coming from the main room:

"Open your eyes and take a look. Is this Hua's birthmark?"

"I asked you to find me someone with flowers on their waist, not someone with birthmarks on their waist!"

Mrs. Wei looked at the jagged women in front of her. Some had brown birthmarks on their waists, and some had red birthmarks. They were so weird that it was impossible to understand what the patterns were.

"Mother Meng, you are so confused. Let's not talk about the birthmark. If you want to consummate Ce'er's marriage, what do you do with this young child who doesn't even have haircuts? Is it possible that you want Ce'er to wait for them to grow up?!"

Mrs. Wei had a splitting headache and smashed the tea cup on the table in anger, "Go, start the investigation from our house first. The maids and maids in the house will check one by one to see who has the birthmark of Hua. I’ll call you over!”

Grandma Meng nodded quickly and tremblingly, and then left the room. The maids serving tea around her felt sour in their hearts.

You know, the eldest son is very good-looking, cheerful, smart, and a good hand at accounting and doing business.

Unfortunately, not long ago, when I came back from collecting accounts, I encountered a bandit on the trail and my leg was chopped off.

Nowadays, I am sitting in a wooden wheelchair and cannot walk. Many doctors who came here said that I will have to live in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. It is really pitiful!