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More than a month passed since the wedding took place. Everything was as before in Jiang Mansion.
Depressing, heavy and cold.
With passing days, Jiang Wen Qing was becoming sick. She didn't eat properly, turned pale and became very thin, with dark circles underneath her eyes.
Wangji called her everyday, asking her to meet him or visit Lan Mansion, but she declined, fearing that if her gege came to know of her current conditions, he would take stern action against the Jiangs. And that would turn matters more ugly than they already were.
They were all at the breakfast table, one morning, when suddenly Wen Qing felt very nauseous. She tried to rush to bathroom, but she ended up throwing in the living room floor and wall. After throwing up she panted, and tears filled her eyes. She looked around in embarrassment.
"I am sorry, I am sorry...."
Jiang Fengmian immediately rushed to her with a jug of water. Madam Yu meekly followed him, calling maids.
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