Han Feichen turned around and went out, asking Aunt Xue about the whereabouts of the dead baby. Aunt Xue was mumbling, and finally said that the dead baby had been taken away by the Chen family.

"Mr. Chen said that after all, she is a descendant of the Chen family, and she must be buried in peace."

Han Fei and Shen Tianren fought, and finally drove to Chen's house.

Chen Mian fell asleep again.

My mind is foggy, painful and heavy, and I don't know what year it is.

Ever since she lost her eyes, she has no sense of time. When Han Feishen comes back, it's night, and when he leaves, it's daytime.

Xiao Qi opened the door and came in, and Chen Mian smelled the smell of medicine.

"Young madam, it's time for you to take the medicine. After taking the medicine, take a rest and then have dinner." Xiao Qi said softly.

"What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?"

Xiao Qi answered one by one: "Madam, it's five o'clock now. You have slept for three days since you came back from the hospital. It is now the fourth day, and six days have passed since you gave birth."

Tomorrow is the seventh day of her delivery, and it is also the first seven days of her daughter's birth.

"Xiao Qi, can I ask you to help me buy some incense candles and ingots?"

"Tomorrow is her first day, and I want to burn something for her. It's winter, and I'm afraid she'll get cold."

Chen Mian had completely accepted the fact that her daughter had left, and she quickly went down to accompany her.

The speaker's tone was calm, but the listeners couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiaoqi was the maid who came to the Han family a week ago. She didn't know what the situation was like in the Han family, but it was too cruel for the Han family to treat a woman who had just given birth and lost her child like this.

"Young madam, I'll buy it for you. You can eat more at dinner later and walk around more when you get up tomorrow morning so that you can send the young lady on her way in the evening."

Xiao Qi is right.

At dinner, Chen Mian ate three bowls of white rice and two bowls of soup, which made her stomach full.

Touching her round belly, Chen Mian had the illusion that her daughter was still in her belly.

I forced myself to sleep, but I had nightmares all night.

It was pitch black in the dream, except for the hoarse cry of the baby. She desperately crawled in the direction of the cry, but the cry became weaker and weaker, and finally she couldn't even hear it.

"Baby!"

Chen Mian yelled and fell out of the nightmare.

Her breasts were swollen and painful. She touched it and found that there was already a hard lump. The milk was originally prepared for her daughter, but now that her daughter is gone, the milk has also become a hard lump.

Chen Mian fumbled to find the bathroom, squeezed out the hard lump, took a bath, and finally asked Xiao Qi to help put on light makeup.

"Young madam, you are so beautiful." Xiao Qi couldn't help but sigh, "The young master is really lucky to be able to marry you."

Chen Mian reluctantly lowered the corner of her mouth: "Don't mention him in front of me."

Xiao Qi immediately fell silent.

Chen Mian walked around the room, took a break at noon, and continued walking in the afternoon to prepare for the evening worship.

Not long after dinner, Xiao Qi secretly brought her something to worship.

It is said that after death, people will return to the place they missed most during their lifetime. Her daughter was born in Ziweiyuan, so she had to go to Ziweiyuan, otherwise her daughter would be scared if she couldn't find her when she came back.

"Xiao Qi, take me to Ziwei Courtyard."

Under the cover of night, Chen Mian returned to Ziwei Courtyard with the help of Xiao Qi.

Xiaoqi prepared a complete set of things, including children's toys, small clothes, small shoes, a small car, a small bed, various foods, and even a baby toilet.

Chen Mian was very grateful and expressed her gratitude again and again.

This is the only person in the Han family who is kind to her and her daughter, and she will remember it all her life.

Xiao Qi brought the brazier, and Chen Mian touched those things one by one and murmured: "Baby, mommy is here to see you off. If you come, just tell mommy, okay?"

Xiao Qi took the thing from Chen Mian's hand and lit it in the brazier.

Suddenly a gust of night wind blew by, and the small clothes in Chen Mian's hand were rustled.

"Baby, baby, baby, are you back?" She pinched the small paper clothes and couldn't control her whimpering. "Baby, I'm sorry! Mom is sorry for you! Mom didn't protect you!"

"Mom, I'm sorry for you, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Under the night, the woman cried so loudly that it made people's hair stand on end.

Han Feichen heard crying before he got out of the car. The crying was intermittently high and low. It could be heard that the crying person was in extreme sadness.

Who is mourning in Shiwo Mountain?

Stepping into Ziwei Courtyard, Han Feichen immediately saw Chen Mian kneeling on the ground crying. There was a brazier beside her and a lot of worship objects beside her.

A servant knelt half-kneeling to burn it for her, crying with her.

How dare she engage in feudal superstition in his place!

Han Feichen was so angry that he ran over and kicked the brazier over.

The brazier rolled a few times and then hit Chen Mian's feet. A spark fell from the air and touched Chen Mian's trousers, instantly burning them.

Han Fei subconsciously put out the fire for her, glared at her and shouted, "Chen Mian! You are so brave! How dare you worship that bastard in my place!"

He was so deceived by lard that he was deceived by her, thinking that the dead baby girl was really his, but reality slapped him awake. The dead baby girl had nothing to do with him. She was Chen

A bastard born between Mian and another man!

And her behavior tonight undoubtedly put his dignity on the ground again!

Chen Mian looked at him and laughed: "Han Feichen, the baby is back, she is looking at you! Did you hear it? The baby said, Dad, why don't you want me? I was so scared underground!

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"No one plays with me, no one gives me food, no clothes to wear... Dad, why don't you want me?" Chen Mian giggled, but tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Han Feishen, our baby is so pitiful!"

Han Feichen threw her to the ground, looked at her condescendingly and said, "Chen Mian, have you done your acting? That child is not mine at all!"

Throwing the paternity test results into Chen Mian's arms, Han Fei sneered: "I'm so crazy that I believed your words and went to test me and that bastard!"

Bastard? No, her baby is not a bastard, she is not a bastard!

Chen Mian swallowed back the rebuttal that was about to come out of his mouth, looked at Han Feichen, and chuckled: "Han Feichen, I don't care!"

"The baby is dead. It doesn't matter whether you recognize her or not!" She looked into the void and made a gesture of holding the child. "Baby, don't cry. Mom, hold her."

Holding the 'child' in her arms, Chen Mian gently rocked her body and softly hummed "Lullaby" in her mouth.

Xiaoqi covered her mouth and cried.

The woman's despair overwhelmed Han Fei. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, frowned at the crazy woman in front of him, and carefully thought about the links that might have been missed or compromised during the paternity test.

The result is no.

The institutions and people he found were all people he could trust, and the chance that others could fake it was zero!

Chen Mian’s daughter is definitely not his child!

Suddenly Chen Mian's music stopped, and the maid not far away screamed: "Young madam, I don't want it!"

Han Feichen raised his head and saw Chen Mian holding a dagger and smiling sadly: "Don't be afraid, baby, mother will go find you right now!"
Chapter completed!