first-class jealous woman

It has been snowing for several days, but there is still no intention of stopping. The quaint courtyard is covered with snow, and a few sparrows are screaming on the dead branches of the crabapple tree in the courtyard, adding a bit of desolation in vain.

Wang Yurong was half leaning on the soft couch, holding the bronze Mrs. Tang with the yellow big blessing in her hands and looked out the window. Snowflakes fell into the window, and the moment it fell, they were vaporized by the heat of the room and disappeared without a trace.

It has been three days since she opened her eyes. She only heard from the girl that this place is Shengjing. She was originally from the north, and she was used to the cold weather, but there was too little news.

He just got his lawyer's license, and he came here before he could develop. Thinking of this, Wang Yurong sighed again. In the blink of an eye, two lives have passed, so what's the use of thinking about the past.

In the past three days, she has heard from the girl beside her that the life experience of this body has already horrified her enough, so she still has too many thoughts to think about.

"Fu Jin, the imperial doctor said that your body is weak. Why did you open the window in this cold day?" When Xiao Lian came in with the medicine, she was looking at her young lady and stared out of the window in a daze, "The medicine is just warm. Come on, let's drink Fujin while it's not cold."

As she spoke, she put the medicine bowl on the small table, turned around and closed the window covered with gauze paper, and the room became warmer in an instant.

"This pickled plum is Fujin's favorite food. I just ate a few after drinking the medicine, so that Fujin won't always complain about it."

Seven days ago, this body hit a pillar to seek death, and Xiao Lian said that a large pool of blood flowed out. Seeing that she was out of breath, she woke up from a coma three days ago, and she entered this body instead.

Wang Yurong has always had a calm personality, especially now that she is still covering her head, and she doesn't speak much. In the eyes of outsiders, she just thinks that after this incident, her temperament has changed, so she doesn't worry too much.

Wang Yurong drank the black, thick and bitter soup in one gulp. Frowning, he squeezed a plum into his mouth. His frown slowly relaxed. The wound on his head was still painful, so the bitterness in his mouth was not that important. up.

Xiao Lian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it, "Fu Jin has been sitting for a long time, lie down and have a rest."

Wang Yurong was also really tired, and the obedient Ren Xiaolian helped her to lie down. Xiaolian turned around and took a small blanket to cover her body, and then turned and retreated.

Outside the house, the sound of footsteps became chaotic, and after a while, a low voice was faintly heard. Although the voice was suppressed as hard as possible, the yard was too quiet, and Wang Yurong in the room could easily hear the conversation between the two.

"Fu Jin rested?"

It was Qiu Ju's voice.

Qiuju and Xiaolian are the dowry girls who follow Wang Yurong, and they are also the big girls in this courtyard.

Xiao Lian sighed, "Let's take a break, although I didn't cry all the time, but seeing Fujin like this, I was even more worried. If I said such a big thing, I don't know how the prince will punish our master when he comes back." .”

Wang Yurong married into the duke's mansion in autumn, and it took only half a year. The prince, the head of the family, didn't say he favored or favored him. According to the rules, he would rest at Luoxueyuan on the fifth and fifteenth day of every month. Resting at the side Fujin or concubine's place more often can be regarded as a full face for Wang Yurong, who is Zheng Fujin.

But if there were no such things, this would not make people think too much, but Wang Yurong's marriage into the prince's mansion was the most lively topic in Shengjing back then.

Wang Baorong's father was originally a guilty minister, and was dispatched to the border. In a place as big as Shengjing, a third-rank official could be picked up at random, and the Wang family was not noticed.

The Wang family has a daughter who is a female official in the palace. She won the favor of the emperor, and she was directly named a nobleman all the way.

The Wang family returned to the capital city from being a criminal official all the way back to the capital, and Master Wang was conferred a fourth-rank ceremonial title again. Although it was a vacant position, but with the salary and official position, the Wang family became a famous family in the capital again.

Wang Baorong is the second daughter of the Wang family. After returning to Beijing with her family, she happened to see the champion man parading the street once when she went out.

He even wrote a love poem at the Hundred Flowers Club and gave it to the young lady in his boudoir, whoever dared to give or receive it privately, immediately pointed the finger at Wang Yurong.

Zhuangyuan Lang had already been booked by the prime minister's family, not to mention how could the Wang family compare with the prime minister's mansion, but Wang Yurong's reputation was bad, and no one came to propose marriage to him.

Until half a year ago, the emperor in the palace gave Wang Baorong a marriage. It was the Duke's Mansion, and everyone knew in private that the help of the noble sister was indispensable.

"Fu Jin just punished her to kneel for an hour, and she had a miscarriage. She is useless, so how can we blame our master." Seeing Xiaolian worried, Qiu Ju snorted, "I said she had Who knows if she is pregnant, I think she is sincerely here to find fault, this straight wife has no children, where is the rule that a side Fujin is pregnant first, so what if there is an old lady backing her up, this rule was established by the ancestors Those who come down, could it be possible to mess with the rules of the ancestors? You are talking about the old lady is just the nanny of the prince, and speaking of it, Fujin is the only serious master in our mansion?"

The side Fujin that Qiu Ju talked about was the child of the old lady's elder brother's family in the mansion, but the real niece, if it wasn't for the emperor's gift of marriage, she would have been the prince's Zheng Fujin long ago.

However, if the niece of a nanny's servant wants to marry the prince to be Zheng Fujin, it is just a whimsical idea. It is even more impossible for a servant to want to marry the master as the wife, especially if the other party is the prince.

It's really weird to talk about this matter. The master who has always been weak-tempered has never punished others. It's almost the same as being bullied by Fang Fujin and crying, but this time I don't know what happened. After a few words, Fang Fujin He went to kneel in the yard by himself.

"Forget it, now I'm afraid that Fujin will be killed by them, let's pay attention." Xiao Lian was also powerless.

To say that the master did those appalling things, but he was a weak-tempered, genuine little white flower. Otherwise, why would he commit suicide after being scolded by the old lady.