Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Lin Qingqing was quietly carried into the house. She didn't even get married. After entering Pei's house, she was supported by a servant girl to a side room.

"The young master told me that my aunt will live in this yard in the future."

There were two servant girls in the room for her to call. They were cold and could not say anything bad, but this cold feeling made her much wronged.

"Aunt, if we don't have any other orders, we'll go down to work." the servant girl said.

Aunt's name is really harsh.

She used to hear her mother gnash her teeth when she was called aunt. Now she finally felt what it was like to be an aunt. The child born in her belly is only a concubine, and she is not qualified to inherit Pei's house at all. Besides, Pei Yuan was cold to her and didn't know what would happen in the future.

Lin Qingqing sits quietly in the room. Anyway, today is also a great day for her and Peiyuan. Peiyuan will come to her room tonight.

At the thought of what was going to happen, her heart couldn't stop rippling.

It was getting dark, and the candles in the room lit up, reflecting a warm yellow light.

The room was silent and silent.

Lin Qingqing sat upright on the bed and looked at the decorations in front of her. In her spare time, she scanned the decorations in the room more than ten times. She could see the dust in any corner clearly.

But even so, I haven't waited for Pei Yuan's figure.

"How could it be so slow? Are you still drinking?"

Lin Qingqing wondered. When she was carried in, she didn't even have a guest. Where did she come from to drink the wedding wine.

She got up, went to the door, opened a slit and looked out to see the situation.

At this time, the servant girl came over and opened the door.

Lin Qingqing retreated with fright and looked ugly.

The servant girl said quietly, "aunt, it's getting late. You should have a rest."

"Have a rest? Young master Pei... Where's my husband?" she changed her name, her cheeks were hot, and the servant girl glanced at her lightly and said, "young master has gone to Aunt Bai's room. I won't come here tonight."

"Aunt Bai?" Lin Qingqing was shocked. "Shouldn't it be the white peony?"

"Exactly."

The servant girl nodded, "today, in addition to Aunt Lin, the young master also carried all the white peony, autumn leaves and Xia Sheng in the room to the concubine's room. In the future, please get along well with your aunts. Don't worry about the young master."

“……”

Listening to the servant girl's words, Lin Qingqing almost fell down.

Bai Shao, Qiu ye, Xia Sheng... Pei Yuan worked hard to lift all the maids to be his concubine, just to give her a bully! In Pei Yuan's heart, she is the same as these servant girls.

Her face was pale. She went back to the bed and sat down. She couldn't return to God.

How can she be humiliated like this, Miss Lin Fu!

Today, Pei Yuan was not only carried to the concubine's room with other servant girls, but also went to the white peony's room!

Lin Qingqing choked in her heart and wept wrongfully.

The servant girl gave her a cold look and said quietly, "aunt, have a rest earlier." then she withdrew and closed the door.

Lin Qingqing was left alone in the room, shivering all alone.

"Why... Why am I so miserable? I'm not popular in the Lin mansion. I didn't expect that childe Pei would treat me like this..." Lin Qingqing murmured, and the sadness on his face gradually turned into resentment.

*

Some people saw Lin Qingqing being taken as a concubine and told Jiang Jingshu.

Jiang Jingshu nodded quietly. There was no accident.

Peiyuan will take Lin Qingqing as his concubine, which is in line with his temperament. He will never marry a useless woman as the wife of Pei's house. Lin Qingqing has no background to rely on. Now aunt Ye has been driven out of the house. She has no use value at all. Lifting her as a concubine is equivalent to putting her into the cold palace. She won't look at her more in the future.

"What a poor man."

"The poor man must be sad... If she didn't insist on marrying Pei Yuan and making a fortune, she wouldn't hesitate to frame me... I guess she wouldn't fall into such a situation." Jiang Jingshu said coldly, without any pity in her eyes.

Lin Qingqing will become what she is now. She is all to blame.

The news of Lin's house came one by one. Jiang Jingshu's state of mind was like water. She read medical books on weekdays and learned body protection with Jiang Heng.

Her only concern now is the poison in her mother's body, which is particularly difficult to remove. Tao Qiming lived in Jiang's house almost day and night to develop an antidote.

"Jing Shu." a cry came at this time.

Jiang Jingshu looked up. Jiang Heng was wearing a luxurious long dress and his long hair was tied up at will. Whenever he saw it, his dark purple eyes were in a trance and couldn't help sinking.

"Come here." Jiang Heng waved.

Jiang Jingshu walked over and looked at him suspiciously, "what happened?"

Jiang Heng took out a beautiful short knife from his sleeve. The knife is thin and light. It is not as heavy as other knives. Even women can carry it with them for easy use.

"This is for you."

Jiang Jingshu took the short knife and was stunned when she saw that the handle was inlaid with precious rubies. The short knife looked very valuable. She didn't know if she could take it.

"This..."

"This is a short knife from Kaifeng. Every female guard will carry one."

Seeing Jiang Heng's serious eyes, Jiang Jingshu secretly held the knife and nodded, "thank you."

Jiang Heng took Jiang Jingshu out and said, "come on, I'll teach you how to use a knife."

"I... I've never used..."

Jiang Jingshu has nothing to do. She has never used a knife in her previous life or this life, but she thinks there will be dangerous things in the future. At least she should have the ability to protect herself.

"Don't be nervous, the knife is not a sharp weapon to kill, you just want to protect yourself." Jiang Heng's calm words relaxed Jiang Jingshu's heart. She held the hand of the short knife tightly, not as nervous as she was just now.

"Come on."

Jiang Heng took out his short knife, suddenly threw it and brushed it. The shadow of the knife was invisible and threw it into the trunk with a big bowl in front of him.

The blade is half full and silent.

If you treat the tree in front of you as an adult, you will be killed with a knife.

Jiang Jingshu was surprised and stared.

"With a woman's wrist strength, you can also practice this knife." Jiang Heng quietly said, grasping Jiang Jingshu's wrist and looking at it. His hand was cold, but very comfortable.

"Practice for two months is almost..."

"OK."

Jiang Jingshu nodded.

She picked up her knife, stood upright, aimed at the trees in front of her, and her eyes were sincere.

Raise your hand, shake your hand... With enough strength, the momentum is similar to that when Jiang Heng threw the knife just now.

Jiang Heng quietly looked at Jiang Jingshu's serious appearance on the side. Her beautiful face and dark eyes glittered in the sun. His eyes grew deeper and narrowed.

Whoosh, the short knife was thrown and disappeared.

Jiang Jingshu was stunned. Subconsciously, she turned her face and blushed. "It seems that she has to practice more."

Her smile is bright and bright. It's not as bright as her in summer.

Jiang Heng's mind was shocked, and some strange feelings rose.

Looking at her ashamed ears, she couldn't help laughing, and her eyes became soft. "It's okay, take your time, no matter who practiced the knife for the first time."

"HMM." Jiang Jingshu nodded, not noticing the emotion in his eyes.

*

"Miss, miss!"

At this time, Ping'er hurried over and looked impatient, as if he had something important.

Jiang Jingshu picked up the knife, put it in her sleeve and looked at her, "what's the matter?"

"Miss, there are people in the palace..." Ping Er swallowed a mouthful of water and said.

"In the palace?"

Jiang Jingshu was stunned. How could the people in the palace come to Jiang's house?

"It seems that it's the mammy beside Empress Wu. Please come to the palace." Ping'er's face was nervous.

Jiang Jingshu sank her eyes and hurried over. In the hall, a group of people gathered. A middle-aged woman with cold temperament stands quietly. Just standing gives people great pressure.

Jiang Jingshu came, and everyone's eyes naturally fell on her.

The middle-aged woman is mammy Rong around Empress Wu.

"This must be the lady of your house, Miss Jingshu." mother Rong said respectfully, and couldn't pick out any mistakes.

Jiang Jingshu smiled and nodded, "exactly."

"Imperial concubine, please. I'd like to invite the young lady to the palace and ask about some things." mother Rong came straight to the point and spoke directly.

Jiang Jingshu's smile flashed doubt in her eyes. "I don't know why the imperial concubine summoned the little girl?"

"It should be some household chores. I want to ask the eldest lady why she wants to make peace with the master of the Lin house..." mammy Rong said half, didn't go on, and slightly lowered her head.

"Jing Shu." Jiang Taigong was worried. Jiang Jingshu had never been to the palace. If something went wrong, it would be bad. But the imperial concubine's orders could not be disobeyed. He clenched his fist secretly and looked nervous.

Jiang Jingshu nodded secretly to show that she had nothing to do.

"Then mother Lao Rong will lead the way."

She glanced indifferently at Ping'er. Ping'er went over and offered her purse and hands, and said, "this is the little meaning of Jiang's house. It's not a respect. I hope mother Rong will accept it."

Mother Rong's face was calm. She had never seen anything in the palace. Could she go to a small house to receive something?

Ping'er understood and opened his purse a little. He could see that there were longan pearls in it, with a light pink luster. The superior quality was amazing.

A startled look flashed in mother Rong's eyes.

"This..."

At this time, Jiang Taigong opened his mouth and said coldly, "my granddaughter has never passed the palace. I hope mammy can mention more about some things. Don't let her make mistakes."

Jiang Taigong spoke. Mammy Rong put away her purse and stroked the round pearl across the bag. She was excited and her face turned red.

Jiang's house is worthy of being the residence that the imperial concubine and empress have been thinking about. It's so generous.

She nodded again and again, with a gentle and respectful attitude, "please rest assured that the old slave will take care of the young lady."