Chapter 28 - Why Did You Call Me Here? (2/2)

“Whatever you do, I will support you.” Nima just wanted a good sleep as he was sleepy and tired.

Ji Jing was a threat to Dong Ci.

When Dong Ci walked out of the gate of Nima Mansion, the pear vendor was shocked and unconsciously loosened his grip on the basket. His pears were scattered over the ground. She was beautifully groomed with splendid jewels, like a Hollywood’s glamour goddess.

“Take them and buy all the things on this shopping list for me.” Dong Ci gave him a bank note and a paper. “As for the rest of the money, you can use it to buy some new clothes for your mother.”

The pear vendor was struck dumb, but soon he came to himself and said, “Okay, I will do as you have said.”

Dong Ci liked durian. In Chinese, “durian” sounded the same to the word “linger”, which meant that a person was reluctant to part from his or her beloved.

All the things on the shopping list were prepared for Ji Jing. At noon, Dong Ci walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of the decocted herbal potion in her hands and said to Ji Jing, “Second Madam, drink it. I decocted it for you in person.”

Ji Jing looked at Nima.

“Don’t be afraid. It’s nontoxic.” Dong Ci turned her head to Nima and took a mouthful of the decocted herbal potion.

Ji Jing trembled and drank the potion. Fortunately, it was not a poison and she did not die.

A day later, the fetus in Ji Jing’s womb died. It had arms and legs. But gradually, it turned into a pool of blood and flowed along her vagina out of her body. She felt a sharp pain in the lower abdomen. The flow of blood could not be staunched, and metallic smell of blood lingered in the air. The moon hung high in the sky, casting its velvety light on everything. A distant song started soft and melancholy, and was wafted to her ears.

Dong Ci kept Nima by her side every minute of the day. “You are mine. I won’t allow you to be with other women. You said that you would support me whatever I did. Don’t break your word.”

Nima sighed, “The baby…”

“I will bear you a child.”

‘All right. It sounds good.’ Nima thought.

“Okay. Let’s work hard to make a baby.”

“You are so eager…” Dong Ci’s lips were occupied by Nima and all the words she was about to say were being sucked into his void. After a while, she said in a vague voice, “You are not in the right place… A baby can be only created in my womb…”