Doting the Concubines and Ignoring the Wife? I am the Cannon Fodder For This House-Fighting Article

At this moment, in Wei Hanzhang's mind, Xiao Boqian was at least an upright scumbag, even if he was a scumbag who flirted with little girls just six months after his first wife died.

She is definitely not a villain who uses tricks to force a woman into marriage by taking advantage of her reputation.

It's a pity that Xiao Junzhan doesn't have the ability to read minds and has no idea what Wei Hanzhang is thinking in his mind, otherwise...

Xiao Junzhan got off the carriage first. When Wei Hanzhang put on his curtain hat and opened the curtain, he saw a hand with slender finger bones and as white as jade spread out in front of him.

She was stunned and put her hand up.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Junzhan's lips. He held the little girl's soft and boneless hand with a slight force on his fingertips and helped her out of the carriage. Her heart was really soft.

As soon as he stood firm, Wei Hanzhang heard a familiar voice coming from the side.

 It was Chen Zishu, the eldest son of Chen Guogong whom he had just met that day.

At this moment, he was wearing a purple official uniform. He slightly cupped his hands in this direction and bowed: "Wei Chen Zishu has seen the young master."

While speaking, Chen Zishu lowered his head and did not raise his eyes, his posture was extremely humble and respectful.

Wei Hanzhang felt nervous at first, for fear of being recognized. After seeing that he lowered his head and did not raise his eyes the whole time, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, Chen Zishu is the minister of Dali Temple, holding a dignified and dignified official position of the third rank. Even for the prince of the palace, there is no need to have such a low profile.

What's more, Wei Hanzhang has also inquired in the past few days that the Crown Prince of Yan only has a false position as a palace official and has no real power. How can the Crown Prince of the Duke's Palace, a rising star in the capital, be an official at such a young age? Chen Zishu, who was worshiping the third rank, saluted cautiously.

 From a young age to an adult, this prince of Prince Yan should be very trustworthy by the prince.

Seeing the slightly stunned reaction of the girl next to him when he saw the man next to him, Xiao Junzhan narrowed his eyes and tightened his clasped hands, pulling her into the already prepared prison.

"Be careful where you step." Xiao Junzhan didn't let go the whole way. He walked through a short and not long step, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

Compared to the gloomy, damp, and year-round darkness of the Tianlao, the conditions of the cells in Dali Temple are pretty good. Perhaps because they have been renovated, the cells look very clean.

But even so, letting the Jiang family, who are used to being pampered and well-off, live in such a place...

Full of worry, Wei Hanzhang clenched his hands and looked at his grandmother, several aunts, and cousins ​​on the other side through a small square dark window.

Grandfather and uncle were imprisoned in the cell opposite the Jiang family’s female relatives.

Together with the concubines, there are a total of forty or fifty members of the Jiang family. The men took off their brocade clothes, and the women took off their gold hairpins. They were all dressed in white prison uniforms. They no longer had the dignity of the past, and were all imprisoned in a dark prison.

Except for the whimpering of the women from time to time, the entire cell was extremely quiet and filled with an aura of despair.

Wei Hanzhang looked at his relatives whom he had not seen for only two months. Their prison uniforms were very thin. Fortunately, in early summer, the temperature was suitable, so they were not easily infected by wind and cold.

I couldn't help feeling grateful that the weather had warmed up, but I was also affected by the desperate atmosphere, and my eye circles were red. I couldn't help but go out and talk to Jiang's family.

With a hand on her shoulder, Prince Xiao moved closer and closer to her at some point. He was looking at her tenderly and coaxed in a very low voice: "Ran Ran, don't cry. I promise you, they will be fine."

“…” Afraid of being heard by his grandmother and the others who were separated by a wall, Wei Hanzhang sniffed carefully and said nothing. But she had to admit that at this moment, she was really moved.

Compared to her relatives in the Zhongyong Hou Mansion, Wei Hanzhang is actually closer to her maternal ancestor, the Jiang family. After all, they are the elders who have watched her grow up since childhood.

Especially her grandmother and several aunts, who always loved her in every possible way and never had enough.

After calming down his mind, Wei Hanzhang forced back his tears and first looked at Mrs. Jiang's face. After seeing that although the old man was a little haggard, her spirit was not sluggish, he finally put down the worries he had been carrying for more than ten days. .

These days, Wei Hanzhang is most worried about his maternal grandparents. After all, the two elderly people are too old to bear the friction on the road.

Now that her grandmother is fine, Wei Hanzhang's eyes slid over several aunts. After eagerly confirming that they were all fine, her eldest cousin, Jiang Zhiqin, the eldest daughter of this generation of the Jiang family, finally appeared in her sight.

She did not huddle with her family, but huddled in the corner alone, her eyes open dully, her face was withered and her hair was messy. Compared to her younger sister Jiang Zhiqi, who was still sobbing from time to time, she seemed to have shed all her tears. .

Wei Hanzhang simply didn't dare to recognize her. This was the gentle and generous eldest cousin in her memory.

When she left Xuzhou, Jiang Zhiqin was still a happy girl waiting to be married, looking forward to her married life. However, after not seeing each other for a few months, she was like a delicate flower that had been sucked dry of its moisture, and quickly withered like an old woman. A girl who is eighteen years old.

 Zhao family! !

Wei Hanzhang grew up with several cousins, and they were very close friends. At this moment, he was gnashing his teeth in hatred at the Zhao family who ruthlessly abandoned their new daughter-in-law as soon as something happened to her in-laws. The hatred in his eyes almost turned into ashes. substance.

The Zhao family in Xuzhou is Mrs. Jiang’s natal family. They married their eldest granddaughter back to their natal family in order to stabilize the in-law relationship. Unexpectedly...

It wasn’t until Xiao Junzhan pulled him out of the cell and saw the light of day again that Wei Hanzhang suddenly came back to his senses.

She gently pulled the hand of the man next to her. The hatred in her eyes did not recede. She looked straight at him and said, "My uncle's family...I mean..."

"What do you want to say, but it doesn't matter." Xiao Junzhan looked gentle and said patiently: "Ranran, you don't need to be scrupulous in front of me."

“…” Wei Hanzhang was afraid that her request would embarrass others, but now the only person she could turn to was the man in front of her.

She didn't want to push too far, but she still said: "Can you help me save my two cousins ​​and my aunt? They are all my uncle's family members. I don't want to watch them and Rou. Enter the Jiaofang Department like a mother."

Her voice was almost inaudible because of shame. Xiao Junzhan lowered his head and leaned closer to hear her.

Hearing this, he paused, and while pulling her to continue walking towards the carriage, he said warmly: "Ran Ran can rest assured, I had no intention of letting them go there."

Wei Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, and he didn’t hear something clearly: “What?”

"...Nothing," Xiao Junzhan sighed softly and said, "I mean, the prince didn't intend to let them go to the Jiaofang Division."

The wind in early summer was already a little hot, and Wei Hanzhang's heart was pounding. He seemed to be a little confused by the wind, and he stared blankly at the handsome face in front of him.

Although what he said was that the prince had no intention of letting them enter the Jiaofangsi, Wei Hanzhang knew that he must have begged for mercy.

 (End of this chapter)