Chapter 14

The life of marrying into the Song family is like staying in her boudoir. Mrs. Song is still young and vigorous, and she doesn't let Cen Miaohan be the housekeeper, so she still lives a leisurely life, but since then there is one more person who will accompany her to visit the lake , take her on a gallop, play the flute for her when she plays the qin, and set up picture cases for her to dance under the red flowers and green trees. But call it so.

Cen Miaohan was indifferent since she was a child. Although the atmosphere of the Song family was cordial and harmonious, she did not accept the members of the Song family so quickly from the bottom of her heart. However, there were only two people.

Although she is not emotional for Song Jiaming, she can't be completely indifferent to a person who thinks about herself in everything. At least she will recognize him from the bottom of her heart and treat him as much as she can. pay.And the other person is Yan Ran, who is a little naive but has a lively and lovely personality.

When Cen Miaohan married into the Song family, Fang was 16 years old. Song Jiaming had a cousin who lost her mother when she was young. She didn't have a daughter, so she took her little niece to her side and raised her as her own daughter. Yan Ran was eight years old that year, just like the age when Sister Cen Miaohan left her.

Out of sympathy for each other, and Yan Ran is really icy and cute, Cen Miaohan dotes on her very much, like a big sister treats herself, she also taught Yan Ran hand in hand, taught her to recite poems and paint, teach her how to treat people, taught her... Unexpectedly The strange thing is that Yan Ran, who surrounded her every day and called her cousin, would imitate her to be a Song wife.

This study is really thorough!

Cen Miaohan still remembered what happened early that morning. She heard that her husband was drunk last night, so she was afraid of waking her up to sleep, so she rested in the study. Before she got up early, she went to the mother-in-law's room to say hello. Hastily went to the study.

However, when she was standing outside and was about to push the door to go in, she heard soft words from inside. The voice was not loud, and she couldn't hear the content clearly, but she could tell the difference between her trusted husband and her beloved cousin. What does it mean to be in the same room early in the morning?
Miraculously, she didn't feel angry at all, she calmly let the maid wait outside the door, she gently opened the door and walked in.Through the screen, she saw two intertwined and lying figures, and the scattered clothes on the floor, the messy and messy scene, she just thought it was a farce, absurd and ridiculous.

Her husband whispered in her ears, "Cousin, I'm sorry, I..."

Then came the voice of my cousin as weak as a little white rabbit, "Cousin...don't blame you...I, I...won't tell my cousin..."

Don't tell her, did she sacrifice her innocent body just for this dewy marriage?Forget it, maybe this is just a joke, Zhuangyuan Lang will be moved and carried away, it doesn't mean her brain was also kicked by the donkey.

For some unknown reason, Cen Miaohan still remembered that she replied behind them with a faint tone - "But I already know, so what are you going to do?"

The result turned out to be the chaos of the two people behind the screen. For the first time, the handsome Zhuangyuan Lang wrapped his coat in disregard of his demeanor and staggered to her. Still showing traces of passion, kneeling in front of her and crying, it's none of my cousin's business, it's her fault or something.

"So what you mean is that you raped your cousin?" Cen Miaohan looked at Yan Ran's instantly stiff face, and smiled faintly, "I want to explain, but please find a reasonable reason, you are so full of loopholes I really find it difficult for me to trust you."

After killing the white lotus-like cousin in seconds, the duplicity champion came out: "Miaohan, I'm sorry, I was drunk yesterday and thought Yan Ran was you..."

Cen Miaohan looked at Song Jiaming expressionlessly, and said softly, "You did nothing wrong. There is nothing wrong with a man having three wives and four concubines. The one who is wrong is me. I shouldn't really believe your evasive words... Otherwise, now There will be no such result."

After finishing speaking, she ignored the faces of the two people behind her, turned around and left the smoky study.

On the way back, the servant girl who served her since childhood asked carefully, why is Miss Biao still able to go to uncle's study room at such a late hour when everyone is asleep, why doesn't Madam just ignore it?
She chuckled, she knew what role Mrs. Song played in it, she didn't need to think about it, but she didn't want to pay attention to those people, she didn't care about those people anymore, she just wanted to watch quietly, watching her dear How far can my husband and dear cousin go.

However, the appearance is calm and breezy, and she doesn't seem to care about it. This incident is also a complete blow to Cen Miaohan. Their Cen family is weak. In the seventh year of her marriage, her father passed away. In the end, she and the eldest sister are connected by blood, but the eldest sister is far away in the capital, and her thoughts can only be deeply buried in her heart.Originally thought that she had been married to Song Jiaming for ten years, so she could trust him with confidence, but who knew that he would do such a thing unexpectedly - it wasn't that he had promised to be "a couple for life" with her, but had sex with other women, Rather, he absolutely shouldn't have secretly been with Yan Ran, whom she had loved for nearly ten years, behind his back.

Being double-betrayed by the only two trusted people in the Song family, no matter how cold her heart was, she still felt hit.

There is a saying that misfortunes never come singly. Cen Miaohan's blow was actually innocuous, and she forgot it after a long time. After all, she was not emotional, but the next blow made her lose all hope. She didn't even have the courage and ideas to live. up.

News came from Kyoto that her elder sister passed away in dystocia!
For Cen Miaohan, the most important elder sister had left her, and it was meaningless for her to live in this world.So the moment she heard the news, she had already given up her own life—she didn't have to choose to commit suicide, because in this case, she would disappoint the eldest sister in the spirit of the sky. Be careful, secretly pour out all the boiled medicine.

As a result, Cen Miaohan's illness became more and more serious, and the lingering sickbed was drowsy all day long. Later, Song Jiaming stayed in her sickbed almost every day, never leaving her bed. Mrs. Song couldn't call him away, and Yan Ran, who came with a big belly, couldn't call him away either. With Yan Ran's persevering personality, she naturally wouldn't give up, so one morning when she accidentally woke up, Song Jiaming was carried away.

Cen Miaohan looked at Yan Ran with a smile that was not a smile: "So you also used this method to have sex after drinking that day?"

"Cousin, you can't have a child. Auntie can't see the Song family dying, that's why we did this... However, even if I give birth to a son, it won't affect your status as a regular wife."

"You really think so?"

"What does cousin mean?" Yan Ran frowned.

"Don't call me cousin, I feel disgusting. But should I thank you? If it weren't for your advice to the doctor, I'm afraid it would not be so easy for me to seek death even if I wanted to."

Yan Ran's face changed, and he forced a smile, "Biao sister-in-law, why can't I understand what you said?"

"Don't show such a frightened expression. Since I will tell you, it means that I don't want to expose you. Besides, you are so concealed. It is a miracle that I can find out. How can there be evidence to expose you?"

Yan Ran's expression looked better now, he stroked his stomach and let out a sigh of relief, "Biao sister-in-law is fine, so don't always scare my sister. My sister is timid and pregnant with a child, so I really don't need to be scared."

Cen Miaohan put away her expression and said seriously, "I just want to know, I think I treat you like my own sister, why do you repay me like this?"

"It looks like a real sister, but it's not really a real sister."

"So you just climbed into your cousin's bed without any pressure?"

"Don't put it so harshly. You don't love your cousin at all, and you don't even care what step he has made for you. Why should my beloved cousin be trampled by you like that?"

"In the name of love, wantonly hurting others... It's really disappointing, Yan Ran, I thought at least your methods could be better."

"Whatever you say." Yan Ran became impatient, "Anyway, my goal of staying with my cousin has been achieved."

"Tell me the truth, if you want to follow Song Jiaming so much, do you really love him, or do you also fancy the status of the Song family?"

Cen Miaohan's tone was sharp, Yan Ran paused, and then replied: "My cousin and I are childhood sweethearts, and our relationship is naturally different from ordinary people. You can be angry with me, cousin sister-in-law, but please don't doubt my feelings."

Cen Miaohan chuckled, "The tone is so righteous, it seems that your dear aunt really didn't tell you that news."

Yan Ran's heart skipped a beat, "What news?"

"At the beginning of the year, I often took you to attend various occasions. The Princess Cheng had a good impression of you, and intended to choose you as the second son's side wife..." Cen Miaohan looked at it with a smile on her lips. Yan Ran's face suddenly changed color, and then he stopped talking.

Don't say I don't believe in true love. If you can still have no regrets after hearing this news, then I am superficial, but now, your reaction is too funny, but don't worry, I still have a real gift to give Here you go, Yan Ran, I, Cen Miaohan, have never been a good man or woman, if you offend me a foot, I will pay you back!
(End of this chapter)

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