Lin Yuwei, overcome with emotion, spoke in disjointed phrases, unable to form a complete sentence for a long time.
Her weeping filled the air, and Feng Jin felt a headache brewing. Who could possibly stop Lin Yuwei from crying? If this continued, everyone in the manor would hear her sobs. Those unaware would think she had been greatly wronged. Even with a hundred mouths, she couldn't explain herself.
"Can you stop crying for a moment…" Feng Jin said helplessly, sighing continuously. How long had she been crying? Wasn't she tired? It would be fine if she stopped to rest and then cried again.
"Why don't you rest for a while, and then continue crying later?"
After a pause, seeing that Lin Yuwei had no intention of stopping, Feng Jin kindly suggested.
After venting, Lin Yuwei's emotions stabilized slightly. She sniffled and looked at Feng Jin, who was sitting beside her, and said with great grievance, "Sister Feng Jin, I don't know… I don't know what's wrong with me, I just want to cry…" She truly couldn't control her emotions. Even though the matters were trivial, she felt extremely wronged in her heart and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"It's normal for your emotions to be unstable during pregnancy. Don't always stay cooped up in your room. Go out for a walk when you have time, it might help you feel better." Although it was true that pregnant women experienced emotional fluctuations due to hormonal imbalances, leading to irritability and sadness, Lin Yuwei's situation was indeed somewhat severe. To put it bluntly, it was a kind of illness and should be taken seriously. Perhaps it was also because she had been confined to her room for too long, with little contact with the outside world, causing emotional changes. However, with her current depressed state, the child in her womb would also feel the same sadness, so if this continued, the child would be the first to be harmed.
Lin Yuwei lowered her head and remained silent. Now that her emotions had stabilized, she felt a bit embarrassed thinking about what had just happened. Why did she start crying so easily, and even when being comforted, she couldn't stop? She disliked herself looking like this. How had she become like this?
Sensing her worry, Feng Jin reached out and took Lin Yuwei's hand, her voice gentle as she reassured, "It's okay, don't worry. Once the child is born, everything will get better. Don't be afraid…" Feng Jin's words were full of warmth, and after hearing them, Lin Yuwei's depressed mood improved significantly, and the pressure in her heart eased.
"Your face is all splotchy from crying. Go wash your face, and then rest."
"Then… then Sister Feng Jin, are you still leaving?" Lin Yuwei asked cautiously, her eyes full of anticipation. She hoped Feng Jin would stay and talk with her, but she also worried that it might delay Feng Jin's important matters. Her heart was full of conflict, and she couldn't make up her mind.
"I won't go back for now. What time is it? Curfew will be soon, so I'll have to squeeze in with you tonight." She truly didn't want to stay, but she was worried that if she left, Lin Yuwei's recently improved mood might collapse again, causing more trouble. So, she had to make do with staying here for the night. As for Ling Mohan, she would have to send a servant back to inform him.
"That's great… Sister Feng Jin, I have so many things I want to tell you." Lin Yuwei's joy was evident on her face. She was like a child who had received candy, too happy to express herself. With a belly full of words, she could finally share them with Sister Feng Jin. Tonight, she finally had someone to talk to.
"Alright, I'll listen slowly. You go wash your face first, you big mess."
"I'll go right away." Lin Yuwei said, then stood up hastily and walked out. After she left, Cai Qing walked to Feng Jin's side with a worried expression and asked in a low voice, "Madam, are we really not going back to the manor tonight? Are we staying here?"
"I'd like to go back, but in this situation, how can I leave?" Lin Yuwei was determined to keep her here. If she continued to refuse, she was worried about further upsetting her and harming the child. Her heart couldn't bear it.
"Madam, will the Young General and the two young masters make a fuss when they see you aren't returning?" Cai Qing's concern was exactly what Feng Jin was worried about. The two children were older and didn't have the habit of sleeping with her. The most troublesome would be Ling Mohan. If he didn't see her at home, she didn't know how much fuss he would make.
"There's no other way. You go send someone back to the manor to deliver a message, and we'll return tomorrow morning." In urgent situations, this was the only way. She hoped Ling Mohan would be understanding this time and wouldn't throw a tantrum.
"Yes, Madam." Cai Qing replied and immediately bumped into Lin Yuwei as she was about to leave. She quickly bowed and said, "This servant greets Your Highness."
"Cai Qing, why are you going out instead of looking after Sister Feng Jin?"
"Your Highness, this servant is going to send a message back to the manor so that the Young General knows the Madam isn't returning tonight." It was better to send the message back sooner, lest the Young General become anxious if he couldn't find the Madam and get angry.
After hearing this, Lin Yuwei felt a bit embarrassed, as it was because of her that Sister Feng Jin couldn't return. "Then go, and be careful."
"This servant takes her leave." Lin Yuwei pushed open the door and returned to the room, finding Feng Jin flipping through a book.
"Sister Feng Jin, you're reading under the lamp at night. Aren't you afraid of ruining your eyes?" Her mother had warned her not to read or do needlework under the lamp at night, as it would harm her eyesight.
"It's nothing. I'm just reading for a little while." She was simply bored earlier and saw a book on the table, so she picked it up and read a couple of pages. Feng Jin then placed the book back on the table and looked at Lin Yuwei, assessing her. She was already five or six months pregnant, but her belly looked rather large. A doubt arose in her heart.
"Sit down first, let me feel your pulse." Lin Yuwei didn't think much of it and sat down as Feng Jin instructed, extending her hand.