The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

With tears in her eyes, Xue Ruoyu nodded: "I just found out today. It's been just over a month. The doctor said that I'm weak and the fetus is unstable. If I really ate persimmons by mistake today, the child might be in danger."

Having said that, Fu Ling no longer cared about punishing Xue Zhiyi, and hurriedly helped Xue Ruoyu up.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything about her. Ruoyu, don't get angry. The ground is cold. Hurry up and sit up."

After Xue Ruoyu stood up, she said, "Mother knows the ground is cold, but why don't you sympathize with Zhiyi who just dipped into the lake water today and have the heart to let her kneel for so long."

She stretched out her hand: "Zhiyi, get up."

Xue Zhiyi only felt her eyes getting hot. She had no mother in her life, and only her elder sister was like a mother to her and could give her some comfort.

Perhaps because of the hardships today, she felt cold, so she felt Xue Ruoyu's palms were particularly warm.

Looking at Xue Ruoyu's gentle eyes, she felt more and more uncomfortable. She really wanted to take revenge on Fu Ling, but now, she didn't know how to face Xue Ruoyu if she really did that.

How could Xue Ruoyu be the child of Fu Ling and Xue Zhentong? How could these two evil men deserve such a daughter?

When Fu Ling's gaze shifted from Xue Ruoyu to Xue Zhiyi, it faded a little: "Okay, go back to your own bedroom and reflect on it."

Perhaps he caught a cold, Xue Zhiyi felt a little tired. When he thought of his unfinished work, he didn't want to argue anymore. He just said yes and turned to leave.

After sending Xue Zhiyi away, Fu Ling took Xue Ruoyu's hand and asked about her well-being with great concern: "After so many years, you finally have a baby. It's not easy. The Tang family will definitely be happy when they know about this."

Different from when she was facing Xue Zhiyi, Fu Ling's face was full of joy and satisfaction at this moment, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved with a smile.

But Xue Ruoyu's expression did not ease much: "Mom, I like to eat sea bass. Everyone in the family knows it, right?"

Fu Ling's smile froze.

"Rongxin has often come to our house since she was a child. She should know about this, right?"

Xue Ruoyu looked at her seriously: "I suspect Rong Xin is coming for me today."

"Impossible!" Fu Ling retorted immediately.

"Why not?" Xue Ruoyu asked her back: "I have always disliked judging people by appearance, but I always feel that Rongxin's eyes and eyebrows are full of calculations. I can feel that she doesn't like Zhiyi, nor does she like me."

"No." Fu Ling shook her head: "Rong Xin is a good child. She has extraordinary talents, extraordinary temperament, and knows how to advance and retreat. She has never done anything wrong since she was a child. You watched her grow up. You are her sister, how could she not like you?"

Looking at her mother, Xue Ruoyu suddenly felt a little strange, and frowned: "But Zhiyi is also very good, but I never remember my mother praising her like this."

"How can she be compared with Rong Xin?" Fu Ling almost blurted out.

"Rongxin is worse than Zhiyi in everything, whether it's poetry, literature, etiquette, music, or appearance and bearing. Zhiyi was raised in a noble family in Huajing, but she is not as good as a girl from a merchant family. This shows that there is a huge difference in talent."

"is it?"

Xue Ruoyu refuted her again: "But I remember when Zhiyi was a child, she learned poetry, books and mathematics very quickly, and she never put down her books. It was my mother who said that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent, and the most important thing for a girl is to learn needlework. After that, Zhiyi devoted a lot of energy to needlework. Even so, when Zhiyi grew up, her poetry, books, etiquette and music were not outstanding, but she was still better than most people. She never made any mistakes in dealing with people, otherwise she would not have helped my mother to manage banquets at such a young age. I..."

"Are you trying to say that I deliberately ruined that girl?"

Having her secret exposed, Fu Ling flew into a rage: "I asked her to improve her needlework, but did that harm her?"

This reaction also scared Xue Ruoyu.

Fu Ling reacted and quickly stopped talking, softening her voice: "Did mother scare you?"

Xue Ruoyu gently stroked her belly and shook her head with lingering fear: "Of course I didn't mean that, it's just... Mom, Zhiyi is really a good child, you are too harsh on her."

Fu Ling said nothing, the Bodhi seed that she was holding tightly was deeply embedded in her palm.

Xue Zhiyi, that little bitch, should not have studied and understood things. Only when she is so ignorant, she will obey orders and be controlled by him...

But now, she didn't know what kind of nonsense he had learned from somewhere, or whether the despicable and lowly blood in his body had awakened, and he actually dared to contradict her.

A bastard is a bastard after all, and its vile blood is filled with sinisterness and viciousness!

Xue Ruoyu didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, and thought she had heard it, so she finally smiled: "My daughter knows that among several cousins, only Rongxin looks a bit like you, so mother loves her. But in the end, you know which one of Zhiyi and Rongxin is your daughter."

These words made Fu Ling's heart skip a beat, and her eyelids trembled slightly: "Of course I understand... Zhiyi is my child."

Xue Ruoyu placed her hand on the back of her hand in a comforting manner: "Then from now on, mother will love Zhiyi more, okay? She is now close to marriageable age, and she won't have much time with mother. Mother, please don't separate from her anymore."

Fu Ling finally realized that he had gone too far today. It was not that he had been too harsh on Xue Zhiyi, but that he had shown too much favoritism towards Rong Xin. If he continued like this, it would probably arouse suspicion.

She agreed perfunctorily: "As long as you take good care of yourself and give birth to the baby in your belly safely, I will do whatever you say."

At this time, Mother Xing knocked on the door and came in: "Madam, Miss Rongxin..."

Fu Ling's heart tightened and she became nervous again: "What happened to Rong Xin?"

Mother Xing looked worried: "After nightfall, Miss Rongxin had a high fever and said she wanted to see Madam."

Fu Ling stood up all of a sudden, not even noticing that he accidentally shook off Xue Ruoyu's hand: "Why do you have a fever when you're fine? Have you called a doctor?"

Mother Xing said, "I have already gone to invite them."

Without even having the time to say a word to Xue Ruoyu, Fu Ling hurriedly left Jiangxuexuan.

Looking at her back, Xue Ruoyu's strange confusion once again filled her heart.

……

Taoyao Pavilion.

Fu Rongxin no longer lived in Jiangxuexuan with Xue Zhiyi as before, but was placed in Taoyao Pavilion.

When Fu Ling arrived, the doctor had just left. Cai Zhi, the maid Fu Ling had just assigned to her, was waiting on the maid. When she saw someone coming, she bowed to Fu Ling and said, "Madam."

Fu Ling didn't have time to pay attention to her. He quickly walked to the bed and sat down, whispering softly, "What's wrong?"

Under the brocade quilt, only Fu Rongxin's head was exposed. Her little face was flushed red and covered with sweat. When she saw that it was Fu Ling, tears fell uncontrollably.

Fu Ling's heart was broken: "Good boy, why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Fu Rongxin shook her head, and her hand holding Fu Ling was trembling a little.

Fu Ling saw that she looked strange, and ordered: "Everyone go down, and you are not allowed to enter the house without permission."

Mother Xing, Caizhi, and all the maids retreated and closed the door.

When there was no one around, Fu Rongxin sat up and threw herself into Fu Ling's arms, crying uncontrollably: "Mom!"