One Thousand and Fifty: Encounter (3)

Previously, a concubine insulted Wan Xiu'er as an old shrew who couldn't lay eggs. Is this really the case?

No.

Wan Xiu'er's constitution is a bit chilly, and her chances of conceiving are lower than ordinary women, but she is no different from ordinary people after taking care of herself.

After two years of marriage, she was expecting the child she had longed for.

However, there was a lot of turmoil in the backyard, and the husband was even more vegan. He pulled all the smelly and smelly things into his backyard. He really thought that his house was a garbage dump. For the sake of the child, Wan Xiu'er endured for a while, but those women stared at her position as the main wife and repeatedly made moves.

Defense by day and night, house thieves are hard to guard against.

She was able to fend off other women's schemes, and she never expected to fall into the hands of the person next to her pillow.

The husband's rare tenderness, the food he gave her was filled with insidious things that made the woman fall pregnant!

She was in pain for a day and a night, and it was like a two-month-old child, but it flowed out of her body like sunflower water.

Only after Wan Xiu'er's investigation did she find out that the stupid husband actually listened to the words of the concubine, believing that the concubine really wanted to make war with her, the main wife, into friendship! Not only that, but the husband also made the food made by the concubine himself into something he specially made for her, and tricked her into eating it.

After Wan Xiu'er was able to get out of bed, she led people to the concubine's courtyard, intending to kill her and throw her out of the inner courtyard.

Why did she lose her child abruptly, but the other party didn't get hurt at all?

However, the noble concubine has something to rely on——

The other party said arrogantly, "If you hadn't blocked the way, I would have married my cousin. What right do you have to play the role of a courtier in front of me? Yes! It is true that I tricked my cousin into giving you medicine, so what? Neither your cousin nor mother-in-law will recognize the child in your womb!"

Wan Xiu'er was once trapped in a bandit village, even if Jiang Pengji testified for all the noble ladies, but after the Four Books for Women became popular in Hejian County and Cangzhou, this stain was brought up again as a reason for talking or even attacking. The main reason for Xiu'er's difficulty.

In addition, the husband and mother-in-law also believed in the statement from their ancestral home——

The son conceived by a woman's first child is the blood of a first-time man.

If you want to give birth to your husband's child, the first child must be aborted and washed clean.

Because of such absurd reasons, Wan Xiu'er's child was lost.

The husband also shamelessly said something to her.

"Since you can give birth, we will always have a son-in-law - I don't even despise your uncleanness, why are you hypocritical?"

Whenever Wan Xiu'er thinks of the other party's face and these words, her stomach is so sick with nausea, she can't wait to poke the other party into a sieve!

Go to Nima's legitimate son!

From then on, Wan Xiu'er didn't even bother to let her husband stay overnight on the first and fifteenth day of every month. If the other party insisted on staying, she would push out those girls who wanted to stand out. No matter what, she was so disgusted with this man that she felt like throwing up just by looking at him, let alone sharing the same bed.

"Then—those women and children?"

Seeing Wan Xiuer's gloomy expression, Jiang Pengji probably remembered some bad memory.

Wan Xiu'er was in a good mood, "Let's go with fate, Lanting has the final say."

"But you previously—"

If Jiang Pengji remembered correctly, when she first met Wan Xiu'er, she was still protecting the women and children in the courtyard.

Wan Xiu'er snorted lightly, and said flatly, "It's just that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. If they suffer disaster, I, a weak woman, will not be safe. The situation is different now, because of the little friendship in the past, you will not insult me. But you I don't have friendship with them, I have to face it, why should I lose some of my face in front of you for a few people who hate me so much on weekdays."

Wan Xiuer's friendship with Jiang Pengji would at most save her alone, and at least she would have a place to stay in the future.

She has nothing to do with those noble concubines, lowly concubines, bed maids and concubines, so why should she keep a bunch of burdens?

Jiang Pengji was dumbfounded.

Wan Xiuer saw it too clearly.

"If you were not happy before, you will always be happy in the future."

Growth is accompanied by pain, and the harder the pain, the faster the growth.

If he had lived a little better, he would have been able to keep the romance of his youth to some extent, but now he seems to have turned his back on everything.

Wan Xiuer raised a slight smile,

The tone is a little brisk.

"Duckweed in troubled times, it's good to be able to live. I just ask you to give me a little shade to protect the rest of my life."

Jiang Pengji hadn't seen her old friend for a long time, and Wan Xiu'er's temper suited her appetite, so they chatted away as they talked.

The topic still revolves around old stories and people from that year.

Wan Xiu'er said, "Except for you and Jing Xian, almost none of the people trapped in the bandit village ended up well."

The former is a prince who dominates one side, and killed Wan Xiu'er's husband, so he is considered a half-benefactor.

The latter married into the Feng clan of Shangyang. Although she was not a clan wife, I heard that Feng Jin never took a concubine for many years after marriage, loved his wife very much, and behaved cleanly.

For women, marrying is like marrying Feng Huaiyu.

Jiang Pengji said, "I don't know about others, but Wan'er is okay."

"Wan'er?" Wan Xiu'er murmured, and Shangguan Wan's face appeared in her mind, "I married early, and vaguely heard people say that Wan'er married a short-lived ghost who died young, and was a widow in the family, and was later stolen. Let's go. Is it a good end to end up like this?"

"So, that's how they explained Wan'er's disappearance." Jiang Pengji was surprised, and explained with a smile, "Wan'er was not stolen by someone, but she traveled all the way to Xiangyang County by herself following my trilogy. Look for me. Now she is remarried to Hanmei and has a daughter."

"Hammy?"

"The captain of Pioneer under the account, surnamed Li, Shan surnamed Yun, written Hanmei."

After hearing this, Wan Xiuer let out a long sigh, with a hint of envy.

"She's lucky."

Speaking of envy, the most enviable thing is this person in front of me.

If Jiang Pengji hadn't set a precedent, Wan Xiuer would never have imagined that there would be a woman who could do this.

Not long after, Jiang Pengji learned about Fengzhen's "selfishness" from Wei Ci.

"Tsk—beautiful!"

Wei Ci smiled and said, "If this beauty can make Zi Shi feel at ease, it would be a beautiful thing."

"Take care? He's the only one?" Jiang Pengji showed a look of disgust, "He'd better stop harming others."

To calm the prodigal son?

This difficulty is comparable to Yugong Yishan.

Wei Ci sneered, if he didn't have the memory of the previous life, he would also despise Feng Zhen.

"By the way, the matter of the captives has been settled?"

Wei Ci said, "We are discussing."

Although it is six or four points, quantity does not mean quality, and it must be discussed slowly.

If you want to ask for a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled, it's better not to ask for anything.

Jiang Pengji said, "Wan Xiuer's dead husband's wives, concubines, concubines, concubines, and concubines are all passed on to Bo Gao."

Wei Ci frowned, "If you do this, they—"

Jiang Pengji didn't have a prostitution camp here, let alone allow similar things to happen, but Huang Song's side was different.

If those concubines were allocated there, some of the lucky ones would be taken in as concubines by some young general, but unlucky, they might become camp prostitutes.

"I've seen those women, rotten wood can't be carved, none of them have roots, they are a waste of rations, they can't be human, and they can't enter the women's camp, what's the use of keeping them?" Jiang Pengji smiled, and she said , "Although I have a kind heart, I am not a kind person."