Your majesty, your queen has run away again

Chapter 255 The Fate of Zhizhou's Daughter

Speaking of all this, Shang Wenxuan's tone was flat, as if he was just talking about the most common thing, but this was indeed so shocking to Murong Yunxiang's ears.

The former magistrate of Tongcheng, she heard from her sister Murong Yunxia, ​​is called Wang Chuanrui, and he is a very good official, upright and honest.At that time, she was falsely imprisoned and died without surviving the torture. At that time, her wife hanged herself and committed suicide. The whereabouts of her only daughter, Wang Yan, was unknown.

The reason why Jia Lu came to Tongcheng to be the magistrate was to fill the vacancy of Wang Chuanrui. At that time, it was found out that Wang Chuanrui had been wronged. However, there were no members of the Wang family. The person in the drum has always been Wang Chuanrui who deserves it the most.

"As far as I know, Mr. Wang has been replaced by Qingbai. Why is Miss Wang still in this green building?"

Murong Yunxiang didn't understand. Others didn't know. As a daughter, Wang Yan would definitely know about his father's redress.

"Even if you know, so what? She relies on her father for everything. The so-called knowledgeable, intelligent, talented and beautiful can't be eaten. Her parents are dead. She has come to such a fate. Apart from staying in this brothel, what else can she do?" Where can I go for a living?"

He also didn't believe that Wang Yan would be ignorant of his father's pardon, but her body was already dilapidated, so what if she raised the lintel of the Wang family again?Isn't it humiliating to the ancestors of the royal family?

"Then are you willing to stay in this place that sells your soul and body for the rest of your life? She is still so young, and her life is so long..."

This Wang Yan is the most talented and beautiful woman in Tongcheng, how can she not be embarrassed by such a situation!
"It's just that I have no ability! Who can blame?"

It seems that Shang Wenchang has no sympathy for Wang Yan at all, and he has to bear the consequences of being attached to others.

Needless to say, this is another eyedrop given to me by the master, and it is even worse for me, because Murong Lingkai is dead, and now I am attached to my uncle...

"Master, do you want to go elsewhere?"

There was still a gap in Murong Yunxiang's heart, but he still asked Shang Wenxuan.

"Well, there is another place after dark, you must go and see..."

As if he had seen through Murong Yunxiang's thoughts, Shang Wenxuan took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.

Conquer!

Murong Yunxiang thought, this old man has used all kinds of tricks in order to make himself better, well, let's go and have a look, she won't believe it, what is more tragic than starving to death and being sold to a brothel thing!

At night, Shang Wenxuan threw a black cloak to Murong Yunxiang to cover her whole body, and carried her to lie on the roof of a compound.

"Whose yard is this, it looks so big!"

Although it is not clear in the dark, the mottled lights still make people feel the luxury of this courtyard.

"The Fu family, the richest man in Tongcheng! This roof is the bedroom of his young wife!"

Shang Wenxuan threw a word to her softly.

Murong Yunxiang was so scared that he almost fell off the roof, the old man wouldn't drag her to listen to someone's corner.

But she heard that the young master and the young wife of the Fu family were childhood sweethearts since they were young, and after they got married, they had such a good relationship that people only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals...

"Listen and you'll know!"

If Shang Wenxuan knew the thoughts in Murong Yunxiang's mind, he might spit out old blood. He always disdained listening to things like corners, and if he wanted to listen to him, he would listen in a fair manner.

He completely forgot who was lying on the roof of Murong Yunxiang wearing a bamboo hat and eavesdropping on Journey to the West.

Just listen to it, Murong Yunxiang is really interested in the life of husband and wife after nightfall in ancient times, I don't know if it is to face the lamp, chant poems and draw pictures, and then go to bed...

"Husband, I'm thinking of going back to my mother's house tomorrow. My mother's health will not be very good as soon as winter comes, so I'm a little worried."

Through the tiles, Murong Yunxiang heard a woman's voice, it must be the young lady of the Fu family, the voice sounds nice and gentle, it must be a weak woman.

"What are you going to do? Didn't you just go back at the beginning of the month? Your mother doesn't look at it for a long time! You know how to run to your mother's house every day. How much money has been paid to your house over the years? If you have the thought, follow along Mother is in charge of the house! See how tired Mother is, and I don’t know how to share it. I really don’t know what I can do when I marry you, and I can’t give birth to a child..."

Although the voice was young, it was vile, and it was full of dissatisfaction and disdain. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Murong Yunxiang would have believed in the fairy tale of his childhood sweetheart becoming a family member.

Sure enough, the story only exists in legends!

"How can I take the money back? It's still my dowry for once, and my mother is in charge of the family. I also want to help with family affairs, but my mother and cousin won't let me intervene. What can I do? "

Speaking of which, this young lady is not just a submissive woman, at least she can dare to say a few words.

"You still talk back, don't you feel uncomfortable because I took my cousin as a concubine? Which man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? Besides, if you can't give birth to children, I will take concubines? If you are dissatisfied, you can go back to your mother's house. It's..."

……

Then the door was shut with a bang, presumably Young Master Fu had left the door.

After that, there was only intermittent sobbing.

"Scum! Garbage!"

Murong Yunxiang said bitterly, if it wasn't for her lack of martial arts, she would have picked up a tile and thrown it on the young master Fu's head right now.

What kind of childhood sweetheart is this? This is a typical marriage and you don't cherish it.

"Let's go!"

Shang Wenxuan didn't respond when he saw her filled with righteous indignation, and dragged her all the way back to Wutong Garden.

"Girl, think about it carefully, and tell me your answer when you think about it!"

Shang Wenxuan said that he was about to leave.

"Master, you can show me the most extreme examples. I think there are many people who have lived a happy life. Why don't you show me those tomorrow?"

Murong Yunxiang's black eyes sparkle, she has deep resistance to changing her attitude towards life, she still wants to try her best to see a better life, maybe she should stick to it.

"There are people who live by luck, but are you sure you will always have such good luck? For example, if you were pushed into the lake by your cousin, not only did you not die, but it was a blessing in disguise, you will have such good luck next time?"

He didn't know what this smelly girl was thinking, so he turned around and left.

"Smelly old man, what are you looking for, the girl is just lucky, if you know that I have traveled through time, you will definitely not think so!"

But you can't talk about crossing even if you are killed, otherwise you will definitely be sent to the Buddha for salvation.

"Forget it, it's been a long day, let's get a good night's sleep first!"

When Lingbo heard that she came back and came to see her, Murong Yunxiang had already fallen asleep, not knowing where he had gone all day and looked very tired, even though he fell asleep, his brows were still frowning.

(End of this chapter)