After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 305 I’m afraid my sister is about to make peace with you.

"Sister-in-law, look at him!"

Xue Ziyu couldn't help crying and became even more heartbroken when her mother's family came forward.

When Wei Ling saw her complaining, he couldn't help but get angry.

However, after all, she was his first wife for many years. With pity and love in his heart, he had no choice but to wave his long sleeves: "Madam, can you be reasonable? Okay, why did Hehuan become my illegitimate daughter? All my salary over the years has been entrusted to you for safekeeping. Where did I get the money to raise a woman outside?! You have no proof, what are you making a fuss about?"

"Trouble?! You say I'm making trouble?!" Xue Ziyu glared at Wei Ling suddenly, "You have never been willing to hurt me before! You have brought your illegitimate daughter into the palace, why can't I still make trouble?! Do I have to accept your illegitimate daughter obediently to be considered your good wife?! I can't live in this life for a moment anymore. If you insist on keeping your illegitimate daughter in the house, then we can only reconcile!"

After the words fell, Wei Ling was stunned.

The other female relatives, headed by Mrs. Xue, stepped forward to surround Xue Ziyu and comforted her.

Wei Ling stared at Xue Ziyu in disbelief, really hurt by her words.

After a long time, his eyes turned red, and he said solemnly: "Madam, you want to divorce me because of a matter that is not settled yet? You and I have been husband and wife for 20 years, and there has never been a concubine in the house for [-] years. I Whenever I go out, I must report to you in advance. But now, you have to doubt my loyalty. Husband and wife share the joys and sorrows, honor and disgrace. Although they can say anything when they argue, the only word "harmony" is Can it be easily expressed?"

His words were heavy.

Xue Ziyu felt guilty inexplicably, as if an invisible boulder was pressing on her heart.

She felt a little regretful about causing a scandal about her illegitimate daughter in public.

So she only dared to lower her eyes and shed tears, and refused to raise her head to look at Wei Ling.

Seeing the commotion between the two families, Xue Shangshu, who was over forty years old, stood up and scolded: "This is the Longqing Hall, and His Majesty is still here. What kind of noise is this? Wei Ling, let me ask you, is she? Your illegitimate daughter?!"

"Of course not!" Wei Ling said firmly.

"If not, why did you bring her into the palace?! Why did the ancestors of the Wei family cover up for you?! Wei Ling, you must explain clearly to our Xue family tonight, otherwise, I'm afraid my sister will have to fight with you Let’s make peace!”

"Yes, Heli!" Mrs. Xue agreed sharply.

Wei Ling was trembling all over.

Yu Hehuan saw that she had hindered the relationship between the Zhenguo family and was about to explain, but Wei Ling raised her hand to stop her.

He stared at Xue Ziyu closely: "I don't care what your brother and sister-in-law think, Ayu, I just ask you tonight, you and I have been married for 20 years, do you really have no trust in me? Do you really think that Hehuan is My illegitimate daughter who I raised outside? Do you really want to divorce me?!"

The rough man, who had always been carefree, now had red circles under his eyes, as if he had been severely injured.

Xue Ziyu covered her face with a handkerchief.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered that every winter, when Wei Ling went to court, he would bring her hot roasted sweet potatoes from outside. He was not a fussy military commander and always liked to carry roasted sweet potatoes in his arms. He told her with a smile that the roasted sweet potatoes would not get cold easily, but he would not be afraid of getting his clothes dirty.

Although he doesn't understand women's rouge and gouache, she will have none of what other ladies have.

He is not good at officialdom and money-making, and the Duke's mansion is richer and more luxurious than other aristocratic families, but he is willing to save a little, wear old clothes from four or five years ago, and also want to maintain her glamorous appearance outside. , silk and satin, mink and fox fur, hairpins and jewelry, everything in her room is no worse than others.

In the first few years after marrying him, she leaned in his arms and asked him with a sweet smile why he didn't follow the example of others in taking concubines.

He replied that it would cost a lot of money to raise one of her. He could not afford to raise another woman, nor did he want to raise another woman. He was reluctant to spend money on women other than her.

Bits and pieces of memories came to mind, and Xue Ziyu's eyes became even redder.The initial regret turned into a surging wave, almost completely drowning her.

She opened her mouth to speak, but she caught a glimpse of Wei Zi from the corner of her eye.

She suddenly remembered that Wei Ling drove her away overnight for Wei Zi on the winter hunting ground.

Mrs. Xue thought of the same place with her, and encouraged her in a low voice: "Ayu, last time we went to the winter hunting ground, he made you lose face. If you don't take the opportunity to pinch him this time, you will definitely be punished in the future." He's bullying! Don't be soft-hearted, you have to show him some color!"

"Yes, mother," Wei Feishan whispered softly, "In the past, when father and mother were unhappy, father would take the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistake afterwards. But since my sister came home, father has become more and more tough. Now everyone in the house is It's my sister who has the final say. If my mother doesn't make trouble, my father will lose your heart."

Hearing this, Xue Ziyu immediately clutched the handkerchief tightly.

Sister-in-law and Shan'er were right. If she didn't show Wei Ling some respect, there would be no place for her in the house from now on.

So she didn't give Wei Ling a serious look and just kept crying.

The disappointment in Wei Ling's eyes deepened.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that after so many years, I still haven't found a good relationship in Madam's heart, and I made you want to fall out with me in public... Then if I explain it well, if I tell you, Hehuan is not me His illegitimate daughter, do you believe it, Madam?"

Seeing that his tone softened and he seemed to be lowering his head to coax her, Xue Ziyu couldn't help but feel more proud in her heart.

She sat sideways, still refusing to look at Wei Ling's face, and said reservedly: "If you weren't, wouldn't you be? You have to provide evidence to convince people. Also, whether she is or not, you shouldn't let her Come and live at home. Our family is from an official family, so what’s going on with a lowly matchmaker? That’s all Wei Zi, you don’t have to destroy my brocade and fan, and throw away some dirty things. Teach them the wrong things—"

"enough!"

Wei Ling suddenly shouted angrily.

Xue Ziyu was startled and couldn't help crying again: "You yell at me?! How dare you yell at me?! Wei Ling, do you want to spend this day with me?!"

Seeing the commotion in the palace, the emperor also watched the excitement for half a day with great interest, and Yu Hehuan stood up at the right time.

She walked to the palace and suddenly took off her outer skirt in front of everyone.

As the scarlet coat and skirt fell to the ground, a white dress underneath was revealed.

She pulled off the golden hairpins from her bun one by one, and tied up all the black hair with a white silk ribbon.

The civil and military officials had never seen this scene before, and they fell silent and looked at each other in shock.

Xue Ziyu and Wei Feishan were also stunned on the spot, wondering what kind of drama Yu Hehuan was acting during the Chinese New Year.

Yu Hehuan knelt on the ground with her back straight, her hands clasped together and raised above her head: "Yu Hehuan, the daughter of Qingping General Yu Minzheng, comes to see Your Majesty!"

On the dragon chair, Zhou Shuo slowly sat upright.

He stared at Jade Acacia from a distance, his eyes majestic, and said word by word: "Tell me, whose daughter are you?"

He asked, but his hand placed on the armrest of the solid gold carved faucet could not help but tremble slightly.

(End of this chapter)