Previously, there was a concubine who insulted Wan Xiuer as an old shrew who could not give birth to eggs. Is this really the case
Not also.
Wan Xiu'er's physique is a bit gloomy and cold, and the probability of conception is lower than that of ordinary women, but after being recuperated, Haosheng is no different from ordinary people.
After two years of marriage, she was looking forward to the child she longed for.
However, the conflict in the backyard is serious, and the husband is not averse to meat and vegetarian food. He pulls all the fragrant and stinky things to his backyard. He really thinks that his house is a garbage dump. Wan Xiuer endured for a while for the sake of the child, but those women stared at her position in the main room and made moves repeatedly.
Day and night defense, home thieves are difficult to prevent.
She could block the plots of other women, and she never expected to be planted in the hands of the person beside her pillow.
Her husband is rarely tender, and the food he gave her was filled with something sinister that caused the woman to have a miscarriage!
She was in pain all day and night, and the two-month-old child actually flowed out of her body like sunflower water.
It was only after Wan Xiu'er's investigation that she found out that the stupid husband actually listened to the concubine's words, believing that the concubine really wanted to fight with her as a royal family! Not only that, 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 Xiuer was able to get out of bed, she led someone to the concubine's courtyard, planning to kill her and throw her out of the inner courtyard.
Why did she forcibly give birth to no child, but the other party was not injured in the slightest
But how can your concubine rely on—
The other party said arrogantly, "If you hadn't blocked the way, the person who married my cousin would be me, so what qualifications do you have to play the prestige in front of me. Yes! It's true that I coaxed my cousin to give you medicine, so what? The child in your womb, neither cousin nor mother-in-law recognizes it!"
Wan Xiu'er was once trapped in a bandit village. Even though Jiang Pengji gave testimony to the ladies, after the Four Books of Women became popular in Hejian County and Cangzhou, this stain was taken out as a discussion point, or even a reason to attack them. This is also Wan Xiu'er. The main reason why Xiu Er was struggling.
In addition, the husband and mother-in-law also believed the statement of their ancestral home—
A woman's first-born child is the bloodline of a first-time man.
If you want to give birth to your husband's child, the first child must flow and be washed clean.
Because of such absurd reasons, Wan Xiu'er's child just died.
Her husband also shamelessly said something to her.
"Since you can give birth, we will always have a son-I don't think you are unclean anymore, why are you being hypocritical?"
Whenever Wan Xiu'er thinks of the other party's face and these words, her stomach is sour with disgust, and she can't wait to stab the other party into a sieve!
Go to Nima's son-in-law!
Since then, Wan Xiu'er has not even bothered to let her husband stay overnight on the 15th day of every month. If the other party insists on staying, she will push out those girls who want to be successful. In any case, she was disgusting to this man, and she wanted to vomit when she looked at him, let alone sharing the same bed.
"Then—those women and children?"
Seeing Wan Xiuer's gloomy face, Jiang Pengji must have remembered some bad memory.
Wan Xiu'er was in a good mood, "Let's do it, Lan Ting has the final say."
"But before you—"
If Jiang Pengji remembered correctly, when she first saw Wan Xiuer, she was still protecting the women and children in the hospital.
Wan Xiu'er snorted softly and said calmly, "It's just that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. If they suffer, I, a weak woman, can't be safe. Now the situation is different, because of the past friendship, you will not humiliate me. But you I don't have any friendship with them, and I have to be embarrassed, so why should I ruin my face in front of you for a few people who hate it so much?"
Wan Xiu'er and Jiang Pengji's friendship can at best keep her alone, and she will have a safe place in the future.
She has nothing to do with those noble concubines, cheap concubines, bed girls and concubines and concubines, why should she keep a bunch of drags
Jiang Pengji was dumbfounded.
Wan Xiu'er saw it too clearly.
"The past was unsatisfactory, but in the future, it will always be very peaceful."
Growth is accompanied by pain, and the more severe the pain, the faster the growth.
If things were a little better, the romance in his youth could be preserved to some extent, but now he seems to have seen everything.
Wan Xiu'er raised a small smile, her tone a bit brisk.
"Duckweed in troubled times, it's good to live. I just ask you to give me some lingering shade to protect the remaining life."
Jiang Pengji hadn't seen her old friend for a long time, and Wan Xiuer's temperament was to her taste, so she started chatting.
The topic is still around the old stories and old people of the year.
Wan Xiu'er said, "Apart from you and Jingxian, almost none of the people who fell into the bandit village ended well."
The former is a prince on one side, and he also killed Wan Xiu'er's husband, so he is half a benefactor.
The latter married into the Shangyang Feng clan. Although she was not a clan wife, she heard that Feng Jin had not taken a concubine for many years after her marriage. She loved her wife very much and had a clean style.
For women, marry Feng Huaiyu.
Jiang Pengji said, "I don't know about others, but Wan'er is alright."
"Wan'er?" Wan Xiu'er murmured, the face of Shangguan Wan appeared in her mind, "I got married early, and I vaguely heard that Wan'er married a short-lived ghost who died early, became a lookout, and was later stolen. Gone. That's how it ends - is it okay?"
"So that's how they explained Wan'er's disappearance." Jiang Pengji was surprised and explained with a smile, "Wan'er was not stolen, she followed my subordinates and ran all the way to Xiangyang County. Find me. Now she remarried Han Mei and has a daughter."
"Hanmei?"
"The Pioneer Captain under the account, the surname is Li, the single name is Yun, and the character is Hanmei."
After listening, Wan Xiu'er let out a long sigh, with a hint of envy.
"She has good luck."
Said to be envious, the most enviable is the person in front of him.
The princes on one side, if Jiang Pengji had not set a precedent, Wan Xiuer would never have imagined that a woman could do this.
Not long after, Jiang Pengji learned from Wei Ci that Feng Zhen was "favored".
"Tsk—beauty on the head!"
Wei Ci said with a smile, "If this beauty can make Zi Shi take heart, it will be a beautiful thing."
"Take care? Just him?" Jiang Pengji showed disgust, "He should stop harming people."
Let the prodigal son take heart
This difficulty is comparable to the Foolish Old Man moving mountains.
Wei Ci sneered, if he didn't have the memory of his previous life, he would also despise Feng Zhen.
"By the way, the prisoner's matter has been resolved?"
Wei Ci said, "We are discussing."
Although it is six or four points, the quantity does not represent the quality, and it must be discussed slowly.
If you get a bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled, you might as well not want anything.
Jiang Pengji said, "Wan Xiu'er's deceased husband's bunch of wives, concubines, concubines, concubines, concubines, and daughters are all pushed to Bo Gao."
Wei Ci frowned, "If they do this, they—"
There are no prostitute camps on Jiang Pengji's side, and similar things are not allowed to happen, but Huang Song's side is different.
If those concubines were assigned to that side, some of the lucky ones would be accepted as concubines by some junior general, and the unlucky ones might become prostitutes.
"I've seen those women, rotten wood can't be carved, none of them have roots, and they keep wasting food rations. First, they can't be human, and second, they can't enter the women's camp. What's the use of keeping them?" Jiang Pengji smiled and said. , "Although I have a good heart, I am not a good person."