Lu Bochu's eyes flashed with incredible light. He read the article carefully again. It was really a brilliant literary talent.
If this article is used in the imperial examination, it will definitely gain big marks.
"It's not like that. Your sister was bullied by a maid and was helpless. But this article is majestic and not a woman's perspective."
An Shian smiled gently: "She is the most calm person in the An family. Either she doesn't take action, but once she does, she will defeat the enemy with one move."
Lu Bochu picked up his wine glass and took a sip of wine. He was really surprised by this article.
An Shian continued: "This article was written before she came out of the cabinet. I don't know if she still writes articles now."
Lu Bochu was even more surprised when he heard that the article was from three years ago.
After talking about the article for a while, the two of them talked about the imperial examination, which would be held the day after tomorrow.
An Shi'an was inevitably nervous, and Lu Bochu came here today to relax him.
.......
The next day, An Qien went to the temple to pray for An Shian, and Mrs. Qiao also went there.
Only Qingcui in the Hou Mansion is pregnant. Qiao Jiangwan has not been pregnant for five years since her marriage. She has to go to the temple to pray to the gods.
After arriving at the temple, Bai Lu gave the monk money for incense.
The maids were all guarding the door, while An Qien and Mrs. Qiao burned incense and prayed.
The incense burned here was Zisi Incense, and Mrs. Qiao asked An Qien to pray for her belly.
After An Qi'en pretended to pray, he saluted: "Grandma, my brother will take the imperial examination tomorrow. Qi'en went to the Gongming Hall to pray for him."
Mrs. Qiao was old and she felt a little tired after staying outside for a while: "Go, I'll go back home first."
"Grandma, walk slowly."
Mother Wu helped Mrs. Qiao and left.
An Qien took her maid to the Gongming Hall to pray for An Shian High School.
After praying, burning incense and worshiping Buddha, An Qien gave the monk some more money for sesame oil.
The monk arranged a Buddhist hall for her where she would not be disturbed by outsiders.
She bowed and kowtowed to pray for her deceased biological mother: "I respectfully ask the Great Merciful, Great Compassionate and Great Wish Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and the Dharma Protector Bodhisattvas to bless and protect you..."
After praying for an hour, An Qi'en was ready to return home.
Just after leaving the door of the Buddhist hall, Lu Bochu also came out of another door on the side after praying.
The two of them were in different Buddhist halls, separated by a wall, and the doors were connected.
An Qien went down the stairs first, and Lu Bochu went down the mountain from the other direction.
Neither of them saw the other.
Arriving at the temple at the foot of the mountain, Agui was eating something with gusto.
After Lu Bochu finished his work, he walked over, looked at him and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
There are often people serving things in the temple, and Agui has always been open-minded.
Lu Bochu was worried that he didn't have the rules to eat food served to the gods.
Agui said happily: "The lotus cake given by Miss Bailu is so delicious."
Lu Bochu raised his eyebrows slightly: "She also came to pray?"
"I heard from Bai Lu that Madam came here to pray for Master An. Isn't it the imperial examination tomorrow? Madam came here to pray and just left."
Agui glanced at his master, his face was flat and showed no emotion.
"Go back to the palace."
Lu Bochu walked out calmly, with Agui following him.
As soon as An Qien returned to the Hou Mansion, the house was in chaos. The maid had a bad look and hurriedly reported.
"Madam, Aunt Qingcui is so angry that she may not be able to save the child."
An Qi'en was startled and asked the maid anxiously: "Is Doctor Jiang here?"
"Here we are, at my aunt's room."
An Qien immediately went to Liuxian Pavilion.
Liu Xiange became a swarm of chaos. Mrs. Qiao, Mrs. Liu, and Qiao Jianghong were all so anxious that they didn't know what to do.
When An Qien came in, Doctor Jiang was saying to Mrs. Qiao, "Madam, the odds are stacked against me. I'm afraid the fetus may not be saved."
Mrs. Qiao's legs went weak and her eyes went black. She couldn't bear the blow and fainted.
Mother Wu quickly supported the old lady and shouted: "Old lady, old lady..."
Mrs. Liu and Qiao Jianghong were even more panicked and hurriedly helped Mrs. Qiao.
Dr. Jiang felt the old lady's pulse and pinched her, and the old lady woke up after a while.
Qiao Jianghong ordered the maid: "Help the old woman go back to Anhe Hall to rest."
Mother Wu also comforted her: "Old madam, be careful about your health. The prince is still young, and he will have children sooner or later."
Mrs. Liu sadly wiped her tears: "Mother, you are in critical condition. Qi En is back. She will take care of it here."
An Qien's tone was as usual: "Grandma, please go back to Anhe Hall to rest first, and leave this place to your grandson's wife."
Mrs. Qiao was so sad that she couldn't say a word. The servants came with a sedan and carried her back to Anhe Hall.
An Qien walked to the bedroom and looked at him lying on the bed, his face as pale as a piece of paper.
Qingcui's eyes turned red from crying. When she saw An Qien coming back, she felt like she had seen a life-saving straw.
"Madam, please save me. It was all caused by that bitch."
An Qi'en sat beside her bed and motioned her not to get excited. Qiao Jianghong and Mrs. Liu were still talking to Dr. Jiang outside.
"Do you have any evidence?" she asked in a low voice.
Qing Cui shook her head in despair, but she concluded that Shen Shuli was the one who wanted to harm her.
An Qi'en told her softly: "Take good care of yourself first, and I'll check your pulse."
After finishing her words, An Qi'en put her hand on the green pulse and brought life to the expression on her face.
Qingcui asked excitedly: "Madam, is there any hope?"
An Qi'en thoughtfully said: "I'll give it a try, it may not work."
"Thank you madam." Qing Cui cried excitedly.
At this time, Dr. Jiang had prepared the medicine to remove the fetus, and brought Xiaozhi in to feed his aunt.
Qiao Jianghong comforted Qingcui: "Qingcui, you are still young. You will have children in the future. You should take good care of yourself."
Dr. Jiang: "My aunt is in good health. Don't worry. She will have many children and good fortune in the future."
Xiaozhi brought the medicine to Qingcui: "Auntie, I will feed you the medicine."
Qing Cui didn't want to drink, she cried and shook her head, looking at An Qi'en as if asking for help.
An Qien glanced at Bai Lu, who took the medicine from Xiao Zhi's hand.
"Doctor Jiang, I know a little bit about medical skills. Just now I checked Qingcui's pulse, and there are still slight signs of the fetus being alive. Is there really no way to preserve the fetus?"
"Madam, based on my experience, there is a 100% chance that you will not survive. If you protect the fetus, both adults and children will suffer in the end. The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain."
Qingcui hurriedly expressed her position: "I want to protect the fetus, I want to protect the fetus, I am not afraid of pain, madam, prince, please give me and the child one last chance, in case we can save it."
Qiao Jianghong remained unmoved and frowned: "It's better to listen to Dr. Jiang. The doctor is also doing it for your own good."
An Qien said calmly: "Since Qingcui is willing to give it a try, then let's give it a try. It would be unfair to the child to give up even if he doesn't survive."
Qiao Jianghong glanced at An Qien. She was always so kind. At first, everyone said he was dead.
Only she said: "I still have energy, let's try it."
