The ugly wife of peasant family

Two carriages came and stopped at the entrance of the villa. Xia Xi's carriage was at the back. The villa guard recognized her carriage and asked the carriage in front of her, "go ahead, let's let our carriage come in first."

The carriage in front didn't move. Two servant girls came down again. One of them removed the horse stool, the other lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a woman came down from the carriage.

He was about fifty years old. He was well-dressed and graceful. His eyes fell on the carriage behind him and frowned slightly.

A servant girl has come forward and handed over a famous post, "please report to the king of war."

The guard took it in his hand and ran to Qingyou hospital to report it.

The carriage couldn't move. Xia Xi could only lead Qi'er and Hu Zi down.

The woman's eyes fell on her, then moved to Qi'er and Hu Zi.

Xia Xi sees but does not see, leads them to walk toward.

"Wait..."

The woman called to her.

Xia Xi stopped and looked back, "is madam calling me?"

The woman looked up and down at her, and the majestic breath that had been raised in the backyard for many years came out with her, "are you Xia Xi?"

Xia Xi nodded and said with a smile, "if I guess correctly, my wife should be from Jiang's house, right?"

The woman is slightly a Leng, immediately Lin mind, only one eye then see oneself is who, this person really can't underestimate.

He opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "why do you say that?"

"Because..."

Xia Xi pauses for a moment, eyes fall on her face, then move up, and her eyes look at each other, "you are hostile to me."

The woman paused.

Xia Xi has led Qi'er and Hu Zi into the villa.

The woman opened her mouth and wanted to call her again. She didn't know what she thought and swallowed her words.

The housekeeper came with the guard in a hurry. He was very respectful. "Mrs. Jiang, please come in."

Mrs. Jiang raised her feet and walked in, not slow or slow. "How's che'er?"

"Thanks for your consideration, young master is in good health."

"Don't cover up in front of me. If it's OK, why doesn't he come out to pick me up?"

The housekeeper paused, and his head hung down. "Mrs. Jiang Mingjian, the young master's health is really not very good."

The villa is very big, and the corridor turns around. Mrs. Jiang comes to Qingyou courtyard with the housekeeper. She doesn't need to report and comes directly into the house.

Feng Che leans on the head of the bed and looks at her coming in. She sits up straight. Her voice is hoarse. "Aunt Jiang."

"How's your body?"

Mrs. Jiang went straight ahead, and the servant girl who followed her moved a stool to sit down for her.

Wind Che cover mouth cough two, "OK."

His face was pale, and he coughed a little, which made him look less frightening.

Mrs. Jiang sat down on the stool and looked at his face for a long time. Seeing that the blush on his face gradually receded, she said, "are these all the evils done by Wan'er?"

The wind Che coughed again several times, did not answer.

Mrs. Jiang is a handkerchief friend of the late Princess Zhan. Fengche and Jiang Wan have been engaged since childhood. Mrs. Jiang treats Fengche as her own son these years.

Mrs. Jiang stood up and slightly bent her knees, "Wan'er is wrong. It's my mother who didn't teach me well. I'll apologize for her."

Wind Che subconsciously reaches out his hand to help, but because the action is too big, in front of a black, almost fell out of bed.

He held the bed, the veins on the back of his hand protruded, and the sweat on his forehead also came out.

"Che'er!

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly put out her hand to help.

Wind Che arm back, to avoid her touch, breath slightly pant, "Mrs. Jiang don't have to be so polite, Miss Jiang's mistake has her own responsibility."

Mrs. Jiang's hand held an empty, Lengzheng for a moment, sighed, "che'er, you even a dream aunt also refused to call?"

The door was pushed open, and Fengqin came in. Seeing Fengche like this, he stepped to the bedside, took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, helped him lean back on the head of the bed, and then nodded slightly to Mrs. Jiang, "madam."

Mrs. Jiang sighed again, "qin'er, che'er, are we so unfamiliar?"

Feng Qin's face was as usual. "It's been like this for a long time. Don't you remember what Miss Jiang said when she left her family?"

Mrs. Jiang's face changed slightly.

At that time, Jiang Wan insisted on quitting her marriage, and she let her go after numerous persuasions at home.

Fengqin was so angry that she came to find her. What did she say at that time? "Although Wan'er is my own daughter, I can't be her master. Besides, this marriage was decided by your mother and me in those years. Now that she has died, it doesn't count."

"Qin'er, I was..."

Feng Qin interrupted her, "Mrs. Jiang doesn't have to say any more. You come all the way here. Of course, it's not just to visit che'er. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mrs. Jiang sighed again and sat down on the stool, "qin'er, che'er, I know that Wan'er is sorry for you, but she has been punished as she should be. She was abandoned by che'er, which was ridiculed by people all over the world. In order to punish her, my Taifu sent someone to send her to the nunnery. It's all her fault, but she won't die of it. I hope you can forgive her. "

"What did Mrs. Jiang say. Is it not enough that people have been taken away by Jiang Taifu, and we Fengjia no longer pursue them? "

"Qiner..."

Mrs. Jiang's voice slightly raised, "you are also a mother. If someone moved your child now, would you be so calm?"

"I don't understand what Mrs. Jiang means."

Mrs. Jiang looks at her.

Fengqin looks back without feeling guilty.

For a long time, Jiang Fu sighed, "qin'er, che'er, you give Wan'er back to me. I promise that she will never appear in front of you again."

Feng Che squinted, Feng Qin frowned, "what does Mrs. Jiang mean by this, please make it clear."

"Why do you pretend to be confused? Wan'er was robbed on the way to Ru nunnery. You didn't do it. Who would it be?"

"Mrs. Jiang!"

Fengqin voice suddenly sharp, "you say this to have evidence, she was robbed, what do we do?"

Mrs. Jiang wants to speak

"Keke..."

Fengche coughs violently. Fengqin beats his back, and Mrs. Jiang's expression eases.

After Feng Che calmed down, he said, "I come to Japan to apologize on behalf of Wan'er. What she did is unforgivable, but after all, she was born in October when I was pregnant. Even if she was rejected by all the people in the world, I can't abandon him as a mother. I beg you with my old face. As long as you let her go, you can make any compensation."

"Mrs. Jiang..."

Fengqin angrily opens her mouth again. Fengche stops her and looks at Mrs. Jiang. Her voice is calm. "Madam, Miss Jiang is in my villa. I have a hundred or a thousand ways to kill her. Why should I do anything to make someone rob her?"

Mrs. Jiang was staring at him, trying to see something from his face.

Wind Che calmly looking back at her.

Mrs. Jiang frowned deeply. "Isn't it really you?"