At the same time, there was also a terrible news that the admiral's beloved little daughter, Princess Jing'an, was betrothed to her husband.
Soon, Shen Hongxuan will worship the court and become a servant above one person and below ten thousand people.
How many people flattered her at the beginning, and how many ridiculed her after receiving the news.
She hid in the dilapidated house with tears, and refused to go out, convinced that her husband was not such an ungrateful person.
However, the heart full of expectation, but in the waiting day after day, wear off.
The husband didn't come back, he didn't want this home, or her as a wife, and even the deceased grandmother wouldn't come back to worship.
Qinghe thought that he probably had really had enough of the hardships and hardships, so he desperately wanted to put aside everything in the past and pursue wealth and glory.
In the end, was it wrong to look at him—
After a few days of silence, in the cold eyes of her neighbors, she made an astonishing move. She was going to Beijing to see with her own eyes how proud of the unyielding man!
She sold the land lease in her home and rushed to the capital alone.
Because of his ugly appearance, people are ridiculed and laughed everywhere. In the early spring of March, when it was warm and cold, her old illness relapsed, dragging the sick body all the way to the capital, only half of her life was left.
That day was the day when the champion man married the princess.
The officers and soldiers cleared the way, and the people sent off each other. The handsome-looking Shen Hongxuan rode on a tall horse, dressed in embroidered gold and red robe, smiling like a spring breeze, so mighty. The big red palanquin with gold and silver at the back carries the big sedan chair, and at the back of the line is the dowry that stretches several streets.
She had never read a book, but by chance she heard her husband say Shilihongzhuang.
Qinghe knew at that time that no matter what she was, she was no better than the Jing'an princess who had never met and loved her.
In the middle of the night, she hid in the corner of the tall and majestic princess mansion, staggering the coveted pieces in the mansion, drums and music, and festive red silks hung inside and outside the mansion, and the brightly lit banquet opened until late at night.
She watched the old ladies, who were both official and expensive, got into the carriage with the help of the servants and left.
Suddenly discovered that she and her husband are already two worlds.
Just separated by a wall, Qinghe sits silently, the cold ground is not as cold as her heart, the husband is married today, how gentle should he be with the princess's wedding night
That enviable princess will enjoy the treatment she has never been able to enjoy.
The rooster crowed, and the golden light broke through the clouds, slowly falling down the earth.
Qinghe blinked his sour eyes, staying up all night without feeling drowsy at all.
The servants of the princess mansion found her and regarded her as a mad woman on the street, raising a stick and shouting and screaming, like dragging something disgusting, dragging her all the way out of the street where the princess mansion was located.
Naturally, his body was covered with scars.
However, it doesn't matter.
She was supposed to be Shen Hongxuan's wife, but now, because of her status disparity, she was disgustedly driven away by the subordinates as a mad woman.
She vomited a mouthful of blood, dragged her ruined body back to Qingcheng under the guidance of the people in the capital.
There was another rush on the natural road. She was robbed of the few remaining entanglements, and helplessly nestled in the haystack beside the road to keep warm.
A few days ago, he was treated as a mad woman. Nowadays, with shabby clothes and withered grass, isn't he a veritable mad woman
She looked up to the sky and smiled, sobbing bitterly like a female ghost in the night, which was extraordinarily infiltrating.