Jiang Mian cleared her throat and said seriously to the two of them, "You know that my mother was separated from me in this temple all those years ago. Since then, she has been crazy."
"The Taoist priest said that she lost her soul from the shock, which is why she is like this. If I want her to return to normal, I can only try my best to recreate what happened that night. Although I don't know exactly what happened that night, but..."
Thinking of something, Jiang Mian's eyes turned cold.
"However, I should be able to guess a thing or two. My plan is like this..."
She hooked her finger at the two of them, signaling them to come closer. Xiao Jingcheng, controlling the body of the yellow dog, also squeezed in between the three of them to listen to Jiang Mian's plan.
After listening, the smile on Mo Zhizhang's face froze, and Xiao Jingcheng almost burst out laughing. He looked gloating.
"Sister means that she wants me... to dress up as a woman, and moreover, a pregnant woman about to give birth?"
Jiang Mian nodded seriously. "Second brother is a doctor. You should have seen what a pregnant woman looks like when giving birth, so you should be able to imitate it. Besides, there is no one else here except you and me."
"Second brother and I will each play a pregnant woman, and the Taoist priest will be responsible for taking the baby away. Maybe seeing this scene will help wake up mother."
Daoist Yuanzheng never expected that this would be her idea. He held back his laughter and gave her a thumbs - up. "Madam Jiang's plan is excellent!"
"By the way, I have one more thing to ask the Taoist priest. I wonder if the Taoist priest can do it." Jiang Mian said. "That night when mother and Madam Ye gave birth together, it happened to be a time of great floods in Cangzhou and continuous heavy rain. Does the Taoist priest have any way to create some thunder - like noises when second brother and I are 'giving birth'?"
"If it's just thunder, the poor Taoist can use thunder talismans. People in this main hall can hear it, but it won't alarm others. Madam Jiang can rest assured." Daoist Yuanzheng stroked his beard and smiled.
After Jiang Mian gave the order and turned around to prepare, she felt something tugging at her sleeve. The familiar whimper of Big Yellow came to her ears. She looked down and saw the yellow dog holding on to her sleeve tightly, wagging its tail desperately behind it, and even its butt was wiggling.
Did Big Yellow also want her to assign it some tasks?
But what could a dog do?
Jiang Mian had an idea and said, "Big Yellow, I know what you can do!"
A moment later, the yellow dog was squatting at the end of the road leading to the Buddhist monastery, staring in that direction. Out of anger, it gnawed fiercely on the wild grass it had just pulled from the roadside.
It was so annoying! If he hadn't gotten into this stinky dog's body again, how could that guy surnamed Mo have gotten the chance to act for Jiang Mian?
Even if it was just to play a pregnant woman, he would have accepted it, rather than being here on sentry duty!
He was so angry!
The yellow light ball inside him was happily jumping up and down beside him.
[Help, mother on sentry duty, Big Yellow happy]
[Little purple man, be serious, mother will like you]
Xiao Jingcheng said angrily, [Shut up, stupid dog. Do I need you to teach me?]
Anyway, he wouldn't let the monks in this temple disrupt her plan.
The main hall, which had just been filled with voices, was empty in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Zhiqing was stiffly leaning in Li Zhao's arms, her eyes blank as she stared straight ahead.
Suddenly, a loud thunderclap sounded outside.
The originally quiet her trembled involuntarily and leaned closer into Li Zhao's arms.
After the thunder, two figures walked in one after another. They were Jiang Mian and Mo Zhizhang. By the faint candlelight in the hall, Li Zhao saw that both of their bellies were bulging high. It seemed that they had stuffed something in there.
So this was the idea Mu Jin had come up with.
Li Zhao looked at Jiang Zhiqing in his arms and found that Jiang Zhiqing's attention had also been attracted by the two of them.
He felt relieved.
His and Yingniang's child was truly very smart.
"The sky seems to be leaking. The rain is really heavy." Jiang Mian raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and whispered. By accident, she bumped into Mo Zhizhang. She quickly took a step back and apologized in a low voice.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it."
Mo Zhizhang was playing the role of Madam Ye. He gave Jiang Mian a light glance and said in a very calm tone, "It's okay. Just stay away from me."
The two of them walked to one side and sat down to rest. When bending down, Jiang Mian protected her belly, looking as if she cherished the child in her womb very much.
A moment later, she started a conversation with Mo Zhizhang. "Madam, it seems that the baby in your womb is also full - term."
Mo Zhizhang replied calmly, "It's almost time to give birth."
Jiang Mian smiled. "The magistrate is working hard to save the people. With such good deeds, Madam will surely have a smooth delivery and give birth to a lucky child."
Mo Zhizhang said, "You recognize me? You know my identity?"
Jiang Mian said, "The magistrate's wife often distributes porridge to the poor in the city. Everyone in the city knows about Madam's kindness."
Jiang Mian grew up in the Ye family and had been a young lady of the Ye family. She was very familiar with Imperial Censor Ye and Madam Ye.
Her foster mother would take out one or two days every month to do good deeds with other ladies in the capital. According to the maid beside Madam Ye, this habit was formed when she followed Imperial Censor Ye to serve as the magistrate in Cangzhou.
The "Madam Ye" played by Mo Zhizhang's attitude softened a bit. "Then I'll take your kind words."
Jiang Mian lowered her head and stroked her belly. "I also hope that the child in my belly can be born safely. This child is my only hope."
Not far away, Jiang Zhiqing, who was hiding in the dark with Li Zhao, also subconsciously reached out and gently touched her belly, as if there was still an unborn child there.
Suddenly, thunder roared outside again, "Boom - boom", like a beating drum hitting the eardrums hard.
Inside the hall, Jiang Mian covered her belly and cried out painfully, "Ouch - ouch". After a while, she didn't hear Mo Zhizhang's voice. She opened her eyes and looked at him, only to find him lying there stiff - faced, covering his belly.
Jiang Mian was a bit anxious and whispered urgently, "Second brother, cry out! You're about to give birth!"
Mo Zhizhang: "..."
He subconsciously looked at Xiao Jingcheng's body lying quietly not far away.
Forget it. Anyway, someone was unconscious now and didn't know what he was doing. In the future, that person wouldn't laugh at him for this.
He closed his eyes tightly, opened his mouth, and also began to cry out, "Ouch - ouch".
Only then was Jiang Mian satisfied. The two of them cried out one after another, and the hall was filled with their wailing sounds.
At this time, Daoist Yuanzheng, wearing a cassock he had taken from the next hall, walked into the hall.
But he still had a Taoist bun on his head. Unlike the Buddhist monks who shaved their heads, he looked rather out of place.
But they couldn't care about this at this moment.
"Oh dear, what bad timing. You're about to give birth, and it's even the magistrate's wife! Quick, go find someone to deliver the baby."
Of course, there was no one. It was just for show.
After Jiang Mian "gave birth" to the baby smoothly, she pinched her throat and imitated the crying of a baby, "Waa - waa - waa".
She switched seamlessly and even looked at Mo Zhizhang with a bit of encouragement. Mo Zhizhang, with a bit of helplessness, also pinched his throat and cried out, "Waa - waa".