"I don't know that the Duke has come all the way, so I'm scared." Jiang Wenli knelt before him.
As if he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, he was trembling with fear, "The matter of Twelfth Mother... has absolutely nothing to do with our Jiang family... She and her mother, that bitch, have been expelled from the Jiang family long ago... Please be merciful and let me go." Go up and down the Jiang family."
Gongyang Nong looked him over as he spoke, "Who said I came here for Twelve Mothers?"
"Sir..." He didn't know what medicine the Duke was selling in his gourd.
"Who was that little girl fluttering butterflies in the garden just now?"
"Sir, she is the villain's daughter."
"From the wife?"
"No... not..." He had no idea what Gong Yangnong was planning.
"Where is the woman who is watching the maid fighting grass next to the little girl?"
Jiang Wenli was trying to figure out Gong Yangnong's motives. It couldn't be a good thing.
"That's my daughter too."
"Stop talking nonsense, is she the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family?"
"… yes."
He had no choice but to call Jiang Qinghe.
With a similar appearance to Twelve Niang, Twelve Niang had a sense of coldness about her, and she was exactly like a boudoir girl from a wealthy family. But soon, he understood that this woman was younger than Twelve Niang. It's not simpler than Twelve Niangs.
She dared to raise her head and look directly into his eyes, and she dared to salute him respectfully.
The Duke of Beiqiu wanted to marry the daughter of the Jiang family, and the news quickly spread throughout Beiqiu.
Although her father was angry, compared to Twelve Niangs, this woman was polite and well-controlled, and the Gongyang family couldn't fault her except for her identity.
Moreover, one of the men of the Jiang family has entered the four majors and the other has entered the arithmetic school. In time, he can pass the imperial examination and become an official.
He had been waiting for her for a long time.
He knew that she would come back because she was the Twelve Mother.
She could allow herself to do evil things, but she could never stand Gong Yang Nong's confrontation in this way. She didn't have a lot of patience to begin with.
The Twelve Mothers did not bring back the evil offspring she had with others.
Gong Yangnong was a little surprised, how could that man tolerate her returning to Liluoyuan to sing in an opera, and how he could endure having different men around her every day.
He took Jiang Qinghe to Liluoyuan to sing an opera, took off the jade ring on his hand, and asked Jiang Qinghe to give it to the actors on the stage.
She only sang for half an hour before she ran off the stage. The makeup on her face blocked the way, and no one could see that her face was as white as a dead person.
Gong Yangnong felt that this was not enough. He knew that Jiang Qinghe would do whatever he said. He could abuse this power because he was her husband and her support.
After leaving Liluoyuan and returning to the mansion, he and Jiang Qinghe didn't say a word.
The carriage was not boundless, and he could touch her as long as he stretched out his hand, but there was always a barrier between him and her, invisible, but always there.
The servants all retired, and he and she were alone in the bedroom.
"Husband, I want to say a few words to you."
Gongyang Nong felt very tired, "Let's talk about it later."
"There's nothing wrong with making it clear now."
"Okay, you say it, but remember not to say anything that you can't even take back. I don't have much tolerance for you."
"The words have been spoken, no matter whether they are ridiculous or mundane, they can no longer be taken back." She retorted.
"Why did you take me to Liluoyuan to watch Twelve Niangs perform?"
"Then why do you dare to ask me such a question?" Gongyang Nong asked back.
"Because I am so sad. I only have husband in my heart, but he is not the only one. You love Twelve Niangs and want to use me to take revenge on her. Half of the suffering she suffered in the Jiang family and her mother came from my mother. Likewise, she hates me as much as she hates my mother, and you want me to appear in front of her and become her nightmare."
"Now that you know, why are you still talking?" He was a little sleepy and threw his coat on the table.
"I'm not that stupid, and I don't want to be manipulated by you," she said.
Gongyang Nong nodded, "Are you disobeying my order?"
She said yes.
Gongyang sighed deeply, turned his face and pinched her neck in his hands, "I said, I don't have much tolerance for you, you'd better not mess with me."
The woman in his hands was somewhat similar to Twelve Niangs. She was no less beautiful than Twelve Niangs, and she was charming and charming. But the strange thing was that he hated her very much.
From that day on, he always went to Liluoyuan just like he did more than ten years ago.
No matter where he saw her in Liluoyuan, her face always became worse every time, and her eyes no longer had the same look as when he first saw her.
He loved her too much, so behind this love was deep hatred. Seeing her in pain made him feel happy. Many times, when he sent people in the audience to humiliate Twelve Niangs, she used a kind of Pleading with him with pitiful eyes.
He felt like his heart was on edge, but the guilt was fleeting.
His methods were despicable, but he couldn't stop.
As long as he is unwilling to let go for a day, he will never give up this way.
Only a lunatic would do something like that, like a drunken drunkard, desperate to destroy through drunkenness.
He knew that Jiang Qinghe vented his resentment on her and often provoked her, but he just turned a blind eye.
And only in front of him would she show timidity, like a child who had done something wrong.
She treated Jiang Qinghe with an attitude of neither contempt nor respect, which was no different from treating Jiang Qinghe.
"That's enough for you." Chu Cheng said to him.
Nowadays, those in authority are confused, but those who watch are clear.
If he does this, he will gain nothing except losing both sides.
"You let your wife go find trouble for her and cause trouble for her. Are you happy in doing so? You have always been obsessed with Twelve Niang. This is true, but your love for her has now become unbearable, but you still haven't I know." He couldn't believe that this was his best friend.
Gongyang Nong said, "As long as she comes to admit her mistake to me and comes back to me, I will stop."
Chu Cheng looked hesitant, "Impossible."
"how do you know?"
"The Twelfth Mother... I just speculated... that she might not be willing to take advantage of you."
"Since she doesn't want to lose face, she has to bear it all."
Chu Cheng was helpless, "She looks very bad, and she often coughs up blood recently. It is said that she will not live long."
Gongyang smiled sarcastically, "In my opinion, if she can live for tens of millions of years, the harm will always remain for a long time."
"Just make peace with her. Go see her and let her live."
"I won't go looking for her again. How can she have the dignity to let me go to see her? She is an actress, and I feel like my shoes are dirty even if I step on her threshold."
"Since you don't want to see her, I'll ask her to come. You can make it clear to her. From now on, you won't interfere with each other, just follow your bright road."
"If she wants to come to see me, let her come." He said suddenly.
"Will you let her into the house?"
"I... if people come, will I chase them out?" He was angry.
Chu Cheng smiled, "I will bring her, you just have to wait."
He couldn't convey this feeling to anyone. After the mixed feelings, he became rapidly confused.
(End of chapter)