Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 12 Should I trust this second lady?

Inside Wen's Medical Center, the warm yellow candlelight flickered slightly, but the warmth that filled the room cast a cool radiance between the two of them...

As if aware of the dim light, Bai Junheng casually pulled out the valuable suet jade hairpin from his hair, and picked out the lantern flower.

In an instant, the candlelight flickered a few times, and the room was lit up again.

Behind the delicately carved mahogany tall table, Wen Tingzhi sitting there is concentrating on copying the prescription with a pen and holding his breath. The elegant handwriting is like his eyebrows and eyes, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Hearing the sound of tea being poured, Wen Tingzhi raised his eyes slightly, but saw Bai Junheng pouring hot tea with a purple sand teapot in his hand.

The green color of the fire before the rain is bright, the tea soup is fragrant, and the scent of the tea is rising in an instant...

"Why don't you go?"

Wen Tingzhi frowned, looking puzzled at the man in front of him who was obviously noble but was exhausted from living forever.

He sneered in his heart, God is really fair, he has to take away more things while giving the nobility, so what about the other people?And why sit back and relax? !

Bai Junheng got up and handed a cup of hot tea to him, "Where can Gu go? In the Great Zhou Dynasty, everyone will die alone..."

The most desolate thing is that the world is so big that there is no place to stand...

Wen Tingzhi took the teacup and lowered his eyes, "You obviously can't let go of your inherent nobility."

If not, why did you stay here in Luoyang knowing that you were going to die?

Even if he escaped by feigning death, he can still live...isn't that good?
Bai Junheng chuckled lightly, without the slightest warmth, "Ting Zhi, Gu's fate... the day of birth is doomed, and the seventh day of March is the day when Gu's family is destroyed, and Gu can't escape it."

Wen Tingzhi frowned tightly.

The seventh day of March is the memorial day for the demise of the former dynasty, and it is also the day when the princess of the former dynasty and now Empress Wen dies.

He opened his mouth, not knowing whether to sigh or sigh, "Your Highness..."

Bai Junheng stretched out a finger and shook it slightly, "Ting Zhi, Gu wants you to do one more thing for Gu..."

Wen Tingzhi put both hands on the mahogany high table, stood up and stared at Bai Junheng, "If you die, I will forgive you."

Bai Junheng didn't seem to be able to hear this, so he still smiled leisurely: "Ting Zhi, remember that you still have a jar of green plum wine here? I remember the leftover from drinking with you last year, so I remember it, take it out and drink it. "

Wen Tingzhi stood for a long time, sighed lowly, turned and went into the inner room.

Bai Junheng got up and sat down behind the mahogany table, picked up the writing brush at hand and continued copying for him.

The names of medicinal materials are all extremely beautiful and elegant, as if they are about to be profaned by my restless heart...

He sighed, and finally put down the brush in his hand.

In the Qingtong Courtyard of the Grand Master's Mansion, An Zipei stepped into the side courtyard with a sullen face.

"The servant has seen the eldest lady!"

When the maids saw An Zipei, they quickly bowed their knees and saluted.

An Zipei nodded slightly, lifted the golden vine and red lacquered bamboo curtain and walked quickly into the inner room without changing his expression.

"You want to follow Mrs. Yang to Yunyan Temple?"

Mu Jin hurriedly saluted, then glanced at An Zijin who was reclining on the couch.

An Zijin's face was still a little pale at the moment, and her unpainted face showed a tired look. Although she was very tired, she still struggled to sit up.

"Mujin, you go down first, and Fuling go to have a look at the pot of Molan that I moved."

Mu Jin looked at the eldest lady with an uneasy expression, although she looked worried, she still obeyed her orders and left.

Only then did An Zijin slowly open his mouth and said to An Zipei, "Zijin is going to pray for the An family..."

"nonsense……"

Speaking of which, An Zipei sat straight on the brocade tree beside him, "Mr. Yang never does anything that is not beneficial, praying for blessings? Do you think I'm confused?"

An Zijin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

An Zipei's face also softened, "Zijin... What are you trying to hide from me again? You and I are compatriots with one mother and one mother, and we both prosper and lose each other. If you have any ideas, you shouldn't hide it from me."

"Sister, Zijin has no idea yet."

An Zijin blinked, and continued: "But Zijin also knows that the Yang family must have plans, the elder sister is going to get married next month, if Zijin doesn't go on this trip, there will naturally be countless people in the Yang family. It can be said that Zijin has ruined the future of the eldest sister..."

An Zipei frowned, and said in a self-deprecating way: "You know Yang's very well."

An Zijin was amused.

Isn't it?I don't know this Yang family yet?
Have been harmed by them for a lifetime, don't you know enough about their methods?

She whispered: "Yang's meaning is to let Zijin go, so Zijin will go to order. Don't worry, elder sister, Zijin will be careful in everything."

An Zipei was silent for a long time, then lowered his eyes and said, "I have always regarded you as close to Mrs. Yang...why now..."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes to stare at An Zijin, fearing that she might miss the slightest bit of her expression.

An Zijin clenched her fists tightly, without the slightest dodge, the corner of her mouth gradually became cold.

"Zijin has always been too confused. After her mother passed away, this Grand Master's Mansion was coveted by Yang Shi. How could she treat me sincerely? Compared with treating me well, Yang Shi wants me to be ruined and ruined." or die..."

An Zipei frowned, "You... know what?"

"The incident in the Third Prince's Mansion was the work of Yang Shi and An Xianglan, who even used poison. Even if I couldn't die, it would still ruin my reputation! If it hadn't been for something wrong in the middle of this incident... this would be It's a dead end."

An Zijin bit her lip and secretly hated herself.

If it wasn't for my own easy mistaken belief, how could it have become like that in that life? !

An Zipei froze in place, "Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yang dared to be so ruthless!"

She said anxiously again in a flash: "Then you promised to go to Yunyan Temple with her?! If something happens..."

An Zijin nodded heavily, "Zijin must go."

Seeing her stubbornness, An Zipei sighed and said, "Lin Fenglin's nursing home was sent by my grandmother to settle down earlier. She is very skilled. You can take her with you. If there is anything wrong, send someone back this morning to deliver a message. If Yang Don't be soft-hearted if you dare to do anything, you are just a noble concubine, remember, you are the daughter of the An family."

An Zijin smiled and nodded, "Sister, don't worry, just treat her as Zijin and pray for blessings."

An Zipei glared at her, "I never imagined that after staying in Ji's house for almost ten years, you would have such a bold and reckless personality, and you would keep it so tight from me."

After seeing off An Zipei, the faint smile on An Zijin's face gradually faded away.

Not only the ten years of the Ji family, but also the turmoil in the previous life, can sharpen my will...

In this life, I will reverse all this!
On the sixth day, An Zijin got up, changed into a floral green gauze dewy lily skirt, and let Mu Jin put her in a willow-leaf bun in Wanle Pavilion.

Mu Jin smiled and inserted a gemstone-encrusted tourmaline-pointed emerald flower hairpin for her, "Miss looks much better like this."

Fu Ling at the side was still a little dazed, "Miss, am I really not dreaming?"

An Zijin pretended to be serious, "Then pinch yourself, if it doesn't hurt, then it's a dream."

Fu Ling said in a daze, "Compared to chopping firewood for a day at Miss San's place, pinching yourself really doesn't hurt."

An Zijin lowered her eyelids, the mole under her eyes could be vaguely seen in the bronze mirror, but it did not appear to be charming. Because of her light and elegant makeup, it added to her beauty.

She got up and held Fu Ling's hand, feigning anger and said: "In the future, you are not allowed to chop firewood."

"Don't cry either."

Fu Ling wiped away her tears, broke through her tears and said with a smile: "Your maidservant knows."

"Let's go to Ning Yuxuan."

An Zijin sighed softly.

I will not allow the person I want to protect to be wronged again in the future!

With that said, An Zijin went to Ning Yuxuan, accompanied by Mu Jin and Fu Ling.

In Ning Yuxuan, Aunt Wen was already able to get out of bed, and she was sitting beside the little bed of Second Young Master An Chengzhi coaxing the little man.

"Auntie, Second Miss is here!"

Aunt Wen stood up all of a sudden, and because it was confinement and she was so weak, she almost fell on the maidservant.

"Auntie! Are you all right?"

Aunt Wen shook her head, "Help me to see Second Miss."

At this time, Fu Ling had already lifted the curtain, "Miss, be careful."

An Zijin entered the inner room with a smile, "Aunt Wen is not well, please sit down first."

Aunt Wen knelt down on the ground with red eyes, "Second Miss is so kind and virtuous, how dare I forget this maidservant!"

If it wasn't for the second young lady who came to the rescue, I'm afraid I would have died together with the second young master...

An Zijin glanced at the maid behind her.

This oriole was called by Ning Yuxuan to replace Jiazhi.

"Huang Li, why don't you help Auntie get up?"

The servant girl listened to An Zijin's order, and then helped Aunt Wen up.

An Zijin first took a step forward and looked at An Chengzhi who was sleeping soundly.

In the previous life, I hated seeing this concubine brother very much, even when he died, I didn't feel the slightest disturbance in my heart, but now this child was dragged back from the gate of hell by himself.

She stretched out her fingers and gently touched his forehead. The baby's skin was tender and smooth, as pure as a piece of white paper.

An Zijin smiled faintly, "Aunt Wen is a lucky person, Zijin just did some small things."

As she said that, without waiting for Aunt Wen's answer, she said to the maids in the room: "Everyone go down first, I will talk to Auntie for a while."

Aunt Wen didn't know what she meant, so she stood timidly aside.

Seeing that Aunt Wen was the only one left in the room, An Zijin pointed to a piece of brocade and said, "Sit down, Auntie, Zijin is just talking gossip."

Aunt Wen was sure of the peaceful aftermath in her eyes, and then she sat down with her body tilted.

"Second Miss, if you have any orders, I will do my best..."

"Eh?" An Zijin shook his head slightly, "I just want to tell my aunt about Jiazhi."

Aunt Wen was naturally puzzled for a long time, she raised her head, seemingly puzzled, and said, "Didn't Jiazhi be sent out of the mansion because she made a mistake?"

An Zijin said indifferently: "Does Aunt Wen know...who was kicked out of the house together with Jiazhi?"

Aunt Wen's heart skipped a beat.

This second lady is probably here to test herself.

She pondered for a moment.

Should I trust this second lady?

But isn't this second lady always the most arrogant and willful lady in the mansion?

But now it seems... It seems that she has endured it so far!

Could it be that she has tabooed Yang's for a long time?

(End of this chapter)