The Blessed

When Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan arrived, the house was already crowded with onlookers outside, also a lot in the yard, including people from the old Ling family, including Ling Jingwei, the village head, and a few elders. People’s noisy discussing sound was mixed with some screams and howling, like some people were arguing about something. Ling Jingxuan’s heart sank. Having no mood to care about so much, after Yan Shengrui made a way among the crowd for him, he directly elbowed through.

"Ling Jingxuan! You still have the guts to come? You are not welcomed here..."

"Bang!"

Seeing Ling Jingxuan come in, Ling Chengcai who hated him to the bones because of his son’s thing rushed over first, but before he could draw close, Ling Jingxuan cast a glance at him, with a nearly unnoticeable shake of his hand, that tall body fell to the ground, the same scenario with Ling Chenghu last time. Many people gasped on seeing this and simultaneously took a few steps back, only afraid that they would be the next.

"Big brother, our mother..."

Hearing the noise outside, Ling Jingpeng with a pair of swollen eyes rushed out, his voice clearly mixed sobbing. Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan totally ignored those messy people, walked over with a cold face, "What's wrong with our mother?”

"The doctor said the baby was gone and the matron is decocting herbs for her."

Ling Jingpeng felt awful and lowered his head, tears dropping. At this time yesterday, they were still immersed in the excitement of the new coming little sister, but today…

I knew it! Ling Jingxuan closed his eyes heartbrokenly. When the kid came to look for him, he had guessed it was likely that something happened to the baby. For the first time, Ling Jingxuan hated his own shrewdness for the first time, and also deeply regretted why he would have decided to wait for a good opportunity. If he had taken out the money earlier, his mother wouldn’t have suffered this.

"Let's go inside first."

Knowing he must be very sad now, Yan Shengrui took hold of him on the shoulder. Things had happened, it's no use to regret or blame himself, and, strictly speaking, this thing had nothing to do with him. Before the family was divided, even if he really took out his money, by the greed of those people, it would be no use, but only leave hidden trouble, which would only make it more difficult to divide the family.

"Hmm."

Ling Jingxuan opened his eyes and walked into Ling Chenglong yard with only two small rooms. Perhaps because of his ruthless means at the beginning, or maybe because people of old Ling family got stung by conscience, this time no one stopped him, even the stroppy old lady fell silent standing behind the old man, it was just that they all didn’t look pleased.

On a big wooden bed lay Lady Wang, frowning, face ghastly pale. Her breath was so weak that you could barely feel any vitality. The disgusting blood smell suffused the whole room. By the bedside, Ling Chenglong was sitting there dully, with Ling Jinghan standing behind, lips tightly pressed. Next to them was an old man, with chrysanthemum-like wrinkles all over the face, from which one could tell he was quite aged.

"Mom."

Lady Wang was a very traditional village woman, who was hard-working, tough and loved her own children. Although having no big capabilities and sometimes kind of nagging, Ling Jingxuan had always liked her. Because of her, he finally felt what really maternal love is. But now seeing that she was lying in bed, nearly half dead, Ling Jingxuan only blamed himself in the heart. He gently pressed a finger on her impulse. The baby was really gone. And…in the future she could never get pregnant.

With such a result, Ling Jingxuan only felt his tears were spinning in the eyes. Lady Wang had already became quite weak when she gave birth to the twin brothers Ling Jinghan and Ling Jingpeng, so it was extremely hard for her to get pregnant again. Now the miscarriage this time completely destroyed her hope of getting pregnant again. They would never have the chance to have a little sister.

"Hmm... ah..."

Lady Wang in lethargy suddenly goggle her eyes, buckled Ling Jingxuan hand that he hadn’t taken back, staring at him with her mouth opened, but she couldn’t utter one single clear word, which made Ling Jingxuan’s heart more aching. He squatted down by her ear and said in whispers, “Mom, I know what you are trying to say. Don’t worry. Today I’m gonna take you out of this place. I will never let them bully you again. The baby is gone, but you can try next time. It’s no big deal. Dad, Jinghan and others, we all don’t mind our little sister comes a few years later.”

At such a time, he really didn’t have the heart to tell that she was incapable of bearing another child.

"Jinhua..."

"Mom..."

Seeing her wake up, Ling Chenglong and his two other sons who were watching by her side hurriedly moved over. Three big men all had tears in their eyes. Losing the baby they had been longing for made them sad, but Lady Wang’s appearance made them even sadder, like someone was cutting their heart with a sharp knife, only afraid that she might not be able to take such a big blow.

"Hmm…"

Like she did not see her husband and two younger sons, Ling Wang stubbornly looked at Ling Jingxuan, after quite a while, she nodded and closed her eyes again.

"Dad, Jinghan, Jingpeng, mom needs some rest."

Afraid they would feel awful, Ling Jingxuan turned his head to look at them while stuffing Lady Wang's hand carefully into the thin quilt.

"Jingxuan, your mom…she..."

Withdrawing his tearful eyes to look at his eldest son, Ling Chenglong almost sobbed too much to speak. Before he could finish his words, Ling Jingxuan said with firm eyes, "Mom will be fine. Dad, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to mom.”

If he can't even save his own mother, he should run into a wall to kill himself.

"Big brother, this is not so simple, I saw that..."

"The medicine is prepared. Let her drink it at once."

As Ling Jinghan just wanted to say what he saw, the only outsider in the room-the old man's voice suddenly rang up. At the same time, a woman who looked in her 20s carrying the tray made of bamboo came in. She was called Qian Xiuyun, Ling Chengcai’s big son Ling Jinghong’s wife.

"Second uncle, let aunt drink it quickly."

Lady Qian sent the bowl with the medicine before Ling Chenglong, whose not much outstanding face with a touch of worry, like she was not pretending it.

"Sorry to trouble you, Xiuyun."

Ling Chenglong had to brace himself up, stretched out a hand to take the bowl, while Ling Jingpeng half held up his mom to lean on his chest. As Ling Jingxuan was about to make space for his dad to feed medicine to her mom, his eyes suddenly darkened and he abruptly grabbed his dad’s wrist, “Wait!”

Regardless of everyone's doubtful eyes, Ling Jingxuan grabbed the medicine bowl and repeatedly sniffed, suddenly carried it to walk to Lady Qian who hadn’t left, "You decocted the medicine?”

"Yes, it’s me. Doctor Zhou personally dispensed the medicine."

Having no idea what was happening, Lady Qian only felt Ling Jingxuan’s eyes were freaking cold, and her voice was also trembling, reflectively turned her eyes to that old man.

"It’s my prescription, just some ordinary herbs for women with miscarriage. What?”

The murderous aura that he had accumulated for tens of years in his previous life was not what common people could stand. Looking into his eyes, the old man couldn’t help shivering. Before Ling Jingxuan asked, he already stuttered out the answer.

"What's the matter, big brother? Is the medicine..."

Ling Jinghan went to stand beside Ling Jingxuan, while gave a meaningful look at the bowl of herbs soup. Ling Jingxuan did not answer him, but continued saying to Lady Qian with a cold voice, "Go get the medicine residue.”

"Yes, OK..."

His soft voice was with some kind of indisputable commanding feeling. Lady Qian freaked out, she turned around and stumbled out, and when she came back again together with Ling Jinghong holding the pot used to decoct the herbs, Ling Jingxuan had already sat up by the table in the middle of the room, in front of whom was that bowl of herbs soup that still had steam.

"Well, here are the dregs of the herbs. I assure you they are all the herbs prescribed by Doctor Zhou. Nothing is missing or added."

Lady Qian looked at her husband. After getting his permission as he nodded, she walked over and handed that pot to Ling Jingxuan, while not forgetting to defend herself. She was not stupid. Ling Jingxuan’s doing apparently showed there was something wrong with the medicine. She didn’t want to take the blame.

However, Ling Jingxuan ignored her, took it over and directly poured it on the table. Except Yan Shengrui and Ling Jinghan, no one should notice that that pair of stunningly beautiful phoenix eyes became gloomier and darker, with some kind of murderous light flashing. His hand that seemingly rummaged dregs suddenly took up a piece of dark herbs and walked to the old man’s side, “Is this also prescribed by you?”

"This is... impossible. I have never prescribed such a thing."

As the old man drew close to see what was in his hand, the old man turned pale, hurriedly denied it with his hand waving. It was a piece of cinnamon bark, which was used to help increase one’s yang qi, consolidate the yuan qi, starve off chill, and activate blood to promote menstruation, absolute life-saving medicine, but, if used on a pregnant woman or someone who just had miscarriage, it’d cause massive haemorrhage which might cause death.

The old man was a village doctor. He wouldn't dare to kill anyone even if you lent him the guts.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Ling Jingpeng had no such good patience like others. After carefully placing their mom, he directly strode over. He should have guessed something, but only dare not believe it.

"Nothing, it’s just someone is trying to take the chance to kill our mother."

The seemingly soft tone was mingled with the murderous feeling, which probably only he knew.

"What?!"

Ling Chenglong shouted due to the great shock, while Ling Jingpeng and others, including Ling Jinghong and his wife, all backed off, scared. Yan Shengrui, who had stayed silent all the way, slightly frowned. Just a village family! Who is so bold enough trying to kill people?

"The medicine was prescribed by Doctor Zhou, and decocted by matron. On the surface, they are the most probable suspects. But today, the courtyard is crowded with so many people, and anyone may do it quietly. Big brother, I’m afraid we have no choice but to swallow it down.”

No one noticed when Ling Jinghan also moved over, with that pale but handsome face rendered with undisguised helpless and heartbreaking feeling. The one who tried to set them up must be someone from the old Ling family. But the problem is, they already had no way to find the evidence.”

"Not necessarily."

Lips slightly curved, Ling Jingxuan coldly swept over the old doctor and Lady Qian who were both shivering there, then looked back at his mom lying in bed who almost lost her vital signs, and finally turned to look into his dad Ling Chenglong’s angry eyes filled with sorrows, “Dad, I’d ask you one more time. Will you still insist dividing the family up?”

People of old Ling family had become so frenzied that they even tried to kill them. He couldn’t afford to leave his mom here any longer. If his dad still didn’t agree, he could only ask his dad to divorce his mom.

"Yes, definitely!"

Closing his eyes, Ling Chenglong said using a resolute tone, black thin face was full of sorrows, for this family, he has not held any expectations. If they still stayed, he was afraid that his wife and sons would all get killed one by one.

"OK! Let’s say today!”

After getting a positive answer, Ling Jingxuan turned to stuff the dregs back into the pot. Then Ling Jingpeng leaned over by his ear and whispered with a voice only they could hear, "Brother, will they agree?”

“It's not up to them!”

Haughtily hooking up his lips, Ling Jingxuan showed a murderous look. Apart from that, he also would let them pay the price and let his parents and brothers break away from them once for all!

Seeing this, Ling Jingpeng and Ling Jinghan gave each other a look and then nodded firmly. Leaving Yan Shengrui to take care of and protect Lady Wang, the three brothers, carrying pots with herbs in, escorted Ling Chenglong out of the room.