Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 780 The most affectionate and unreliable
Tang Huanxi just looked at her quietly.

The moment their eyes met, Yang Yanqiu couldn't hold back and cried.

At the beginning, he just kept choking up, and then wept bitterly.

Tang Huanxi didn't bother her either, but quietly stayed by her side, watching her vent all the emotions deep in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yanqiu stopped crying, but her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Nanny Gui delivered the boiled eggs in due course.

Tang Huanxi took her hand and went back to the room, then wrapped the peeled egg with gauze, put it on her eyes and rolled it gently, "Sister, do you feel better now?"

"Ah."

"Are the things Dongxue said true? Why did Mrs. Song come to the capital? Didn't she always live in the countryside before? And the so-called distant aunt and niece, what's going on? Sister, take your time." Say, let me help you analyze and analyze."

"Okay." Yang Yanqiu nodded, maybe because she had vented all the gloomy emotions in her heart, she could feel a lot more comfortable.

It turned out that Mrs. Song brought her distant aunt and niece Zhao Mingzhu to the capital after she knew her son was promoted.

Everything was safe and sound at first, but Zhao Mingzhu was already 19 years old, and Yang Yanqiu wanted to introduce a marriage to her out of kindness.

On the surface, Zhao Mingzhu agreed to Yang Yanqiu, but secretly went to Mrs. Song to complain, and made a fuss of crying.

Mrs. Song was already dissatisfied with Yang Yanqiu's background as a general, so she made a plan and deliberately put crotons in the cakes of the two children, Xuan'er and Hui'er. When Yang Yanqiu was struggling to take care of the two children, she Hearing Zhao Mingzhu climbed into Song Zhuo's bed...

"Sister, don't be sad, drink tea to moisten your throat, and speak slowly." Tang Huanxi felt her pain, and said softly, "Mrs. Song is certainly confused, but I believe Mrs. Song is a sober and understanding person. , he and Zhao Mingzhu..."

"My husband is vigilant, so Zhao Mingzhu didn't succeed the first time..."

"the first time?"

"Well, later on, the old lady invited her husband to see her on the pretext of having a headache, but she locked him in the room. An hour later, I happened to pay my respects to the old lady, and saw the two men in disheveled clothes. I ran out... woo woo woo..." Now whenever Yang Yanqiu thinks about the scene of that day, his heart aches unceasingly!

She and Song Zhuonai are young couples who have had a deep relationship for so many years.

When she was infertile, Song Zhuo endured all the pressure silently, and never lifted her aunt.

But now-

"What is your sister going to do in the future?"

"I... I don't know," Yang Yanqiu smiled bitterly, his tone full of self-deprecating, "Huanxi, am I useless? I thought I would live a happy life in this life. I hurt my body and thought I won't be able to get pregnant again in this life, but in the blink of an eye God sent Xuan'er and Hui'er to my side, I should be content, but I'm just sad..."

"What about Mr. Song's attitude? Sister, are you too sad to forget the other protagonist in this matter?" Tang Huanxi reminded, "Mr. Song and sister have been married for many years, I believe he will never break his promise easily. man of."

"I... I haven't seen my husband for a long time." Yang Yanqiu lowered her head, her heart was full of bitterness, "I saw the two of them rushing out in disheveled clothes that day, in my heart... that's why every time my husband came to see me , I kicked them all out."

"Sister, do you really don't want to live with this man anymore?" Tang Huanxi looked into her eyes with a frank look and said firmly, "If my sister doesn't want to live with Master Song anymore, wait until I enter the palace to report to the empress." , I will let the empress decide, let you make peace, how about it?"

"No, I'm not reconciling!" Yang Yanqiu stood up excitedly, "Huanxi, I'm not reconciling, and I don't want to be reconciling either!"

"Sister, don't get excited. If you don't want to make peace with Mr. Song, then cheer up and face the mess in front of you!" Tang Huanxi held her shoulders and said with deep eyes, "You If you don't want to add another brother to Hui'er and Xuan'er, then cheer up, and don't forget that you are the daughter of General Yang, and my sister of Tang Huanxi!"

After having lunch at the General's Mansion, Yang Yanqiu's mood improved a lot.

On the return carriage, Dong Xue looked at Yang Yanqiu, who was obviously more energetic, and felt happy from the bottom of her heart, "Madam, looking at you, I seem to have become more energetic?"

"Dongxue, Huanxi is really my nobleman... If she hadn't woken me up, I'm afraid I wouldn't know how to live in such a muddle!" Yang Yanqiu laughed at himself, his eyes full of determination, "Dongxue, When you get back to the mansion, go to the small kitchen and cook a pot of bird's nest porridge, and give it to Miss Zhao for me."

"lady?"

"No matter what, I have to take precautions before they happen." Yang Yanqiu frowned, her tone a little more stern.

General's House.

Nanny Gui looked at Tang Huanxi and said in a low voice, "Ma'am, the doctor said Mrs. Song's body has been injected with a chronic poison. If she continues to be depressed, she may only have half a year to live."

"It seems that this Zhao Mingzhu is a ruthless character. He actually tossed someone so proud of Sister Yanqiu into such embarrassment." Tang Huanxi smiled slightly, but that smile was terrifying no matter how you looked at it. Tell me about that girl Dongxue?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, this old slave has already mentioned that girl. Dongxue is smart, and she can get it right."

"That's good."

Tang Huanxi nodded slightly, but still felt a little melancholy in her heart.

"In the past, Lord Song and Sister Yanqiu were so affectionate as husband and wife, but now... Sure enough, the most untrustworthy thing in this world is the so-called promise."

"Madam, please don't say that. The matter of Mrs. Song is just an example." Nanny Gui said hastily, "After all, Mrs. Song is too proud. She is pregnant, but Master Song still treats her like a jewel, and now that she is suddenly frustrated by Zhao Mingzhu, she can't stand it for a while and gives up on herself."

"Sister Yanqiu's psychological endurance is indeed not very good, but isn't that what Song Zhuo is used to?" Tang Huanxi sneered.

"Ma'am, this is the Song family's business after all, is Madam really going to intervene?"

"I will not interfere in Sister Yanqiu's family affairs, I will only help Sister Yanqiu at the right time."

"Ah."

Song House.

After Yang Yanqiu returned to the mansion, she did not go to Mrs. Song's room to wait for her abuse, but went back to her own room.

She sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the haggard face in the mirror, her eyes were full of sourness.

From now on, she will never let herself be so haggard again!
Picking up Luo Zidai, gently painted on the tip of his eyebrows, and dabbed some rouge, feeling that his complexion has improved a lot, Yang Yanqiu got up and went to the study.

(End of this chapter)