Chapter 41: Clear Spring Villa

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  "Qīniáng, how did you tell Fēng's family about this secret? We even sneaked to see the doctor to keep it from her. The couple hasn't suspected anything yet, and now you've gone and told them yourself?"

  After breaking up with the distracted Qiang Niang, Zhao's mother, holding Wang Qifang's hand, said with a few words of blame.

  "Hehe, Mother Zhao, Feng Guan Shi has already entered the capital, and soon I'll know if I'm pregnant," Wang Qifang said to Mother Zhao as they arrived at her own courtyard door. As she stepped inside, she intentionally turned back to take a look, and indeed, by the corner of the courtyard entrance, stood a figure in light blue. If she wasn't mistaken, that figure was none other than Qian Niang, who had been startled by this news.

  "That's what they say, but we're still living in the village now. What if this Feng family and the fox spirit from Beijing collude with each other and take advantage of you, we can't guard against it!"

  Mrs. Zhao's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her mouth was pursed into a straight line. As soon as the two people entered the yard, she immediately ordered the little maid, Zichun, to close the gate.

  "Don't worry, Aunt Zhao. I believe the Feng family isn't stupid," Wang Qifang said as she took off her hat and handed it to Zhao Auntie, then kicked off her shoes and got onto the kang, pulling over a rose-patterned pillow that she had sewn herself and placing it behind her back. She propped up her elbow on the pillow, closed her eyes slightly, and lazily basked in the warm sunlight as she continued chatting with Zhao Auntie: "Auntie, think about it - if something happens to me at the farm, no matter who's behind it, the Feng couple will definitely be implicated. Hmph, by then, in order to give an explanation to the Wang and Li families, the Feng couple would make perfect scapegoats. Hehe, with Feng's sly nature, he'd stupidly go take the fall?"

  "Well, theoretically it's correct. But..."

  Mrs. Zhao took the warm tea from Purple Cabbage and waved her hand to dismiss him, then she herself climbed onto the kang, her plump face still full of puzzlement. It wasn't that Mrs. Zhao was overthinking things, it's just that she felt there was no need to tell Madame Feng about Seventh Young Mistress's pregnancy, since they had successfully kept it a secret up until now. Why reveal the truth at this critical moment? Wouldn't it be better to have one less thing to worry about?

  "Granny, isn't Feng Tiezhu always a good person who doesn't offend anyone?" Wang Qifang saw that the old lady was still somewhat displeased, so she smiled and explained to her, "I just let him suffer a bit of loss, with no choice but to come over to our side."

  “？”

  Grandma Zhao's eyes widened, her face full of question marks.

  "Heh heh, Nanny, the logic is simple. When I asked Feng Guan Shi to return to the manor to deliver a message, I didn't tell him about my pregnancy, so naturally, Feng Guan Shi wouldn't know what Zi Yun would say to Madam and Second Young Master." Wang Qifang held her tea cup, but her gaze drifted towards some unknown corner. "But the people in the manor wouldn't think that way, Nanny. Try thinking about it - if Su Shi knew I was pregnant, and it just so happened that Feng Guan Shi personally 'delivered' the message, what do you think she would think?"

  "Huh?" Madam Zhao seemed to come back to her senses, she blinked and pointed lightly at the window with her chubby fingers, "So, you've also specially told the Feng family about it, in case someone asks one day, we won't be lying, right?"

  Wang Qifang took a sip of tea and nodded slightly with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

  "Well, that's also a good idea, but what if the Feng family secretly sends someone to chase after Feng Tiejun and intercept him?"

  After all, Zhao's mother was still uneasy about Feng Tiejun and his wife.

  "No," Wang Qifang put down her teacup, wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and spoke with an inexplicable certainty, "Feng Dajie is not a bad person, nor is she a foolish one. She can still tell right from wrong!"

  Joking aside, Wang Qifang is still the legitimate wife of Zhao Jiaming, and now she's pregnant, it's highly likely that she'll give birth to a son. As for Su Shi and those concubines in the mansion, no matter how much favor they receive from Zhao Erlang, it won't change their fundamental status. So, as long as they have some brains, Fu Guan and his wife wouldn't dare risk offending Wang Qifang and instead try to curry favor with Su Shi.

  Besides, after San Shu's side knows the news, it is estimated that there will be some action. I believe that Zhao Ershao and a certain concubine who were scolded have already put Feng Guanshi on Wang Qifang's side - no matter whether Feng Tiezhu has defected to Wang Qifang or not, just because he leaked Wang Qifang's news to Hai Cheng Li family, this point cannot be forgiven!

  Moreover, Wang Qifang personally told Xiangniang the news, with a probing tone, because compared to the messy affairs of the Zhao family, she had more important things to attend to. This matter, Xiangniang was the key.

  Of course, we still need to wait for Chen Dongsheng to return from Haicheng and see what attitude San Jiu has before making specific plans. Hmm, this Chen Ergou has been gone for over ten days, why hasn't he come back yet?

  "Qīniáng, your words are not wrong, but I think it's better to be more cautious," Compared to Wang Qifang's complex calculations, Zhao Ayi's purpose was very pure, that is, to protect Wang Qifang from any harm. After biting her lip and thinking for half a day, Zhao Ayi insisted, "The Zhuang family in Qingquan Village has almost finished packing up, let's move there sooner!"

  "What? Move?" Wang Qifang was thinking about how to talk to Qiangniang, when she suddenly heard Zhao's words. She pulled back her wandering thoughts and met the old lady's persistent gaze, nodding slowly, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say!"

  Moving, moving, actually Wang Qifang didn't have much to move. Thinking back when she was thrown into the farmhouse by two women, she only had two bundles of old clothes on her, not even anything valuable.

  Later, after Zhao's nanny arrived, she brought some luggage and collected it. However, when counted carefully, there weren't many things, and after packing, there were only three or four large bundles.

  As for the furniture and so on, they were all from the Zhuangzi's house, either belonging to Feng Tiejun or Zhao Jia's second young master. Whoever it was, it wasn't hers, Wang Qifang's. Besides, in her newly purchased farm, the house was new, and the set of furniture was also new, just needing a simple wipe before moving in, why bother collecting those old broken things?!

  "Grandma, have you finished collecting everything?"

  Qī Niáng is now the focus of attention, let alone helping to collect things, even following to watch is not possible. Since the master and servant decided to move house, Wáng Qìfāng has been hiding on the kang, bored watching Zhào Māmā taking Zǐzhū and Chūnnī'er two maidservants, packing and washing, three people busy in the small courtyard without stopping.

  "Alright, I've got it."

  Mrs. Zhao carefully gathered all the medicinal herbs and supplements from the kitchen cabinet into a bundle, counted the large and small bags on the table and stool, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with her hand, and panted slightly as she said.

  "Alright, Zichun, you go invite Aunt Feng over!"

  Wang Qifang got up from the kang, walked slowly to the outside of the house, looked at the quiet courtyard with a hint of emotion, and instructed.

  "Ah!"

  As for Zizhu, I don't know how it happened, but since Ziyun took on the task and left, this little girl suddenly became much more sensible. She actively responded to Zhao Ayi's strict demands and Wang Qifang's instructions, completing them with enthusiasm.

  "Ah, finally left this broken place," Zhao's aunt wiped off the dust on her body with a hemp cloth, saw Wang Qifang standing silently in the yard, and smiled at her, "In the future, Seventh Girl will also have her own villa. Right, our mountain villa hasn't been named yet, Seventh Girl, what do you think we should name it?"

  "Well, let's call it Qingquan Village Manor or Qingquan Mountain Villa!"

  Wang Qifang took a deep breath, but in fact she wanted to name the villa Nirvana Villa, because whether it was Qingquan Village or Wang Qifang herself, they were all reborn like a phoenix from the ashes.

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