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"Ouch... Ouch..."

In the courtyard, in the delivery room, waves of women's painful moans were heard. Several maids came in and out carrying shiny copper basins.

What they brought in were basins of steaming hot water, and what they brought out were residual water stained with blood.

Xiahou Wenyuan pounded his hands anxiously, paced back and forth in the yard, muttering to himself.

"Wow..." The cry of a baby made Xiahou Wenyuan stop in his tracks, but he felt a strange chill on his neck.

"Brother, the baby is born, and it's a girl as expected."

A young woman in an emerald green brocade dress ran out of the delivery room to tell Xiahou Wenyuan the good news. In the delivery room, the woman's painful moans stopped, and then there was a loud cry of a baby.

The young girl who called him "brother" was Xiahou Wenyuan's younger sister, Xiahou Wenyan. Old Lady Xiahou attached great importance to this baby, and both mother and daughter found an excuse to come to the courtyard to take care of it in person.

Just now, there was an accident in the Marquis' Mansion, and Old Madam Xiahou was asked to go back to deal with the accident. She only left her daughter Xiahou Wenyan to take care of Lu Meimei as she gave birth to a daughter.

"That's great, that's great. The Marquis' Mansion will become more prosperous." Xiahou Wenyuan was so excited and happy that he even shed tears.

He raised his foot and was about to go to the delivery room. He wanted to hold the little baby in his arms.

"Bang--"

After a loud bang, a bolt of thunder, lightning and sparks struck him directly as he just raised his foot.

Suddenly, a puff of white smoke came out of Xiahou Wenyuan's body, and his body was shaking like a group of demons dancing wildly.

After a long time, the white smoke dissipated, and Xiahou Wenyuan's hat was smashed to pieces, and even his hair was split straight up. His handsome face was also struck black by the thunder, and it was no longer handsome, but just shabby. His eyes, nose, and mouth were all indistinguishable.

The luxurious brocade robe was also blown into tatters, fluttering happily in the breeze.

Xiahou Wenyan was so frightened by this sudden change that she was stunned. She clenched her mouth tightly and dared not move, for fear that she would be hit again and get hurt.

Xiahou Wenyuan was so confused that it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Who am I? Where am I? What's going on?

He immediately asked three soul-searching questions, but unfortunately no one answered him.

Before he could think, his attention was attracted by a burst of noise.

"See, I said it was the direction of Tianshui Lane, and it turned out to be true." An unfamiliar male voice came over, and there was an unconcealable sense of pride in that voice.

"Oh, someone really got struck by lightning. I don't know what bad things he did. Such a huge thunderbolt happened on such a sunny day."

"This man was not killed by such a huge thunderbolt. How cheap is his life."

"I don't think he's a bad guy, so why did he get struck by lightning? Could God have made a mistake?"

"Come on, forget it. Even if you are wrong, God will never be wrong. Don't judge a person by his appearance. The more decent they look, the more evil they may be!"

"That makes sense. There were so many people and things in the yard, but he didn't chop the others down, only this one person."

After a while, the onlookers rushed to Tianshui Lane and started eating melons.

"Hey, this, this person seems to be the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Lord Xiahou of the Loyalty Marquis's Mansion. Why is he here? And was he struck by lightning?"

Although Xiahou Wenyuan was struck black and his face was unrecognizable, there were still people who recognized him.

"Oh, no, you must have recognized the wrong person. How could Lord Xiahou be struck by lightning? And he is not in the Marquis' Mansion, so why is he here?"

"Uh... I'm not sure either. His face looks like a piece of charcoal."

When they learned that the person who was struck might be Marquis Zhongyi, the onlookers became even more excited.

Haha, this melon is ripe and quite sweet.

Among the crowd, there was a familiar face to Xiahou Wenyuan, Lord Yan.

Lord Yan is Xiahou Wenyuan's colleague, competitor and rival. He is a man who likes to watch the fun.

One day, he was about to go home when he encountered a rare and shocking thunder with sparks and lightning. Driven by curiosity, he came to join in the fun, wanting to see who the unlucky guy who was struck by lightning was, so that he could talk about it with his concubines when he got home.

He looked around and found that this unlucky guy looked very familiar.

Xiahou Wenyuan also saw Lord Yan in the crowd, his face turned purple, but fortunately his face was blown black, which covered up the purple color.

Damn it, this Yan guy usually doesn't get along with him. If he is recognized by the loudspeaker with this embarrassing look, I'm afraid the whole capital will know about it tomorrow.

"Someone, come quickly, kick these people out."

Xiahou Wenyuan was furious and hurriedly called for people to drive them away.

Damn it, the door was clearly closed, how did these people get in, cough cough...

He was afraid that his voice would be recognized, so he kept speaking in a low voice. Now, his throat was so hoarse that it was smoking.

Soon, several servants came up and took a few wooden sticks to drive the people who were eating melons out.

The gate was originally closed. Someone from the Marquis' Mansion had just come to report that something had happened in the mansion. Because it was Yun who had caused the trouble, she was afraid that others would not be able to suppress it, and she could not leave, so she asked Old Lady Xiahou to take people back to put out the fire.

I guess they were in a hurry and the door was not closed tightly, which allowed the onlookers to break in.

"Why are you still standing there? Close the door, close the door." He was really anxious.

Seeing their master getting anxious, the servants came up a few more people, pushing and shoving, and it took a lot of effort to drive everyone away and close the door. "

But it was too late. Soon, the news that a courtyard in Tianshui Lane was struck by lightning spread all over the capital.

Xiahou Shihua used all his spiritual power to summon thunder, and was instantly exhausted and limp. A wave of hunger came over him like a tidal wave.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

It is a baby's nature to cry when she is hungry. She cries loudly instinctively.

"The young lady is hungry. Call the nurse quickly."

Cuizhi held the swaddling clothes and instructed the little maid, while Madam Zhao, with concern, helped Yun lie down and let her have a good rest.

Yun had just given birth to a child, and had been troubled by the midwife's issue for a long time, so she was really tired.

The wives of wealthy families do not breastfeed their children themselves. Before Yun gave birth, the mansion had already found two wet nurses to wait on her to feed the baby.

After a while, two wet nurses arrived at the side room next to Yun's bedroom. Both wet nurses were slightly plump, with delicate complexions and a maternal glow.

"Sister Liu."

Cuizhi called a young wet nurse in light blue clothes, stepped forward and bowed first, then took the baby's swaddling clothes, unbuttoned her clothes, and breastfed Xiahou Shihua.

Shihua was very hungry. When she smelled the milk, she put her little mouth close to it. But after only two sucks, she opened her eyes, cried and spat out the milk.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this. Mrs. Liu was also stunned for a moment, and tried to breastfeed Shihua again. But Shihua closed her mouth tightly and refused, as if the milk was poisonous.

There was no choice but Cuizhi found another wet nurse, but Shihua still refused.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

When Yun heard her grandmother's voice, she felt so distressed that she quickly signaled to Nanny Zhao to bring the child over.

Yun personally breastfed Shihua, but as a noble lady in the capital, Yun had no breastfeeding experience at all.

But driven by maternal love, although her breastfeeding movements were a little clumsy, it was worth the effort when she saw her daughter sucking sweetly.

Strangely enough, while Yun was breastfeeding her daughter, her heart was at peace, as if the contact with her daughter gave her endless strength.

She had devoted her whole life to the Marquis's Mansion, but her own children died tragically one after another in front of her.

Fortunately, she heard her daughter's voice, and fortunately, all the tragedies have not happened yet. This time, she wants to save herself.

Save yourself and save the children.