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Chapter 118 Confirm identity and enter the palace as concubine

The second wife became furious when the family split was mentioned by Duke Zhao.

"No, how can you separate at this critical moment? Sister-in-law, can't you bully the second wife just because your mother is sick and unconscious, and you want to drive the second wife away?"

The second wife was so angry that she scolded Dafang for being too treacherous. If the second wife left the Dafang, it would be equivalent to taking off the title of Duke Zhao's Mansion.

In a place where powerful people gather in the capital, the title of the second wife of the Zhao family is really not enough.

The Duke of Zhao took the second wife down calmly and handed her a cup of tea: "I intend to find an errand for the Grand House. The Duke of China's Mansion is divided into two, divided into two east and west governments, just a different door."

After hearing what the other party said, the second wife knew that the big house had already thought about the matter of splitting up.

"Is this family a must?"

Mrs. Zhao nodded and promised: "If there is anything you need to help with in the future, the eldest house will never refuse."

The second wife took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I also know that I don't plan to each other. Since my sister-in-law has decided, let's divide it."

Instead of being stern and unwilling to compromise, it is better to gain some benefits for yourself in time.

The Duke of Zhao unexpectedly made the second wife compromise so happily, so the two spent a morning dividing their respective properties. The Duke of Zhao was also very generous and gave the second wife enough benefits.

Both sides were in a win-win situation, and signed the letter and even pressed the handprints.

The sky is getting darker

The next yard has not yet waited for news from the palace. Jiang Yunxu understands that the Emperor of Lingzhou is deliberately pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"Young Master, news has been heard from the Jiang family's villa. Mr. Jiang Er couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping into the well. Fortunately, he was rescued by our people in advance. Now he is lying in the villa half-dead."

Jiang Yunxu was surprised.

Can Mr. Jiang Er, who has always cherished his life, still commit suicide?

"You can't let him die like this. I want him to live in pain. Life is worse than death!"

"Don't worry, young master, people are alive for the time being, and there is no big deal."

Jiang Yunxu nodded. Master Jiang Er was so guilty that he was not worthy of dying.

She waited for a day but didn't wait until the news came from next door, so she simply didn't wait. She picked up the account book and started to read it. The performance of each shop in the past few months she was away was pretty good.

Suddenly, the Duke of Zhao held a banquet for the early Ming Dynasty. The Duke of Zhao's wife introduced her identity as the cousin of the Duke of Zhao's mansion to everyone.

"Are you really a cousin?" A familiar wife looked at Mingchu in surprise. A few months ago, the Duke of Zhao's mansion also held a banquet and recognized Sang Lian.

"I made a mistake before. This is the real cousin, and it is also a happy event. It just happened to use this to cheer the old lady."

Mrs. Zhao sighed helplessly, and then the second wife smiled and said, "Miss Cousin has suffered a lot outside, but she is a filial person. She goes to pay tribute to the old lady every day, and is so well-behaved."

The two of them started holding Mingchu with each other.

Mingchu stood beside me well and sensible, and made people praise me in a generous manner.

Of course, this news was not hidden from the next yard. Zhao Qianru was pruning the branches. Listening to the movements next to her, she was so angry that she cut a very good flower with her hair, and her face was distorted.

"These people are simply too bullying!"

Zhao Qianru put down the scissors in anger and stood up to find the next door to seek justice.

"Mother."

Sang Lian suddenly walked out of the room. She was wearing a light blue long skirt with pearl hairpins on her temples. She had a faint smile on her delicate little face, like a charming peony flower blooming.

"Why are you out? It's really hard to travel along the way these days. Go back and have more rest."

Zhao Qianru didn't want Sang Lian to hear those gossips, so she chuckled and helped Sang Lian into the house.

"Mother, some things cannot be hidden." Sang Lian patted Zhao Qianru's arm and comforted her with a smile: "I am the daughter of my mother, and no matter who says it, I can't change this fact."

"It's a sin!" Zhao Qianru's eyes were so angry that she blushed, and she complained to her two sisters-in-law in her heart.

Her daughter's life is already hard enough, why do she still have to take advantage of the situation?

"It's my mother who is incompetent and cannot protect you and will make you suffer all the grievances..."

Zhao Qianru's emotions collapsed.

Sang Lian comforted her softly, until Zhao Qianru's mood stabilized, she smiled and said, "The next door is very happy. As neighbors, we should also come to the door to congratulate you. Amber, help your wife to wash up."

"Yes, I'm going to have a look next door."

Sang Lian had figured it out on this day and night. No one could rely on it, and he could only hold the power in his own hands.

So what about the imperial concubine? It’s not just an empty air, everyone can step on it.

Today she will swallow all the grievances and ridicule, and one day she will make everyone who looks down on her knees at her feet.

"Concubine Yu is here!"

A screamed with a sharp voice.

The atmosphere in the Duke of Zhao's Mansion became awkward in an instant, and everyone looked outside along their eyes.

Also included in Jiang Yunxu.

"How dare Concubine Yu come? She replaced the identity of others and became a concubine. If it were me, she would have been hiding in the yard and refused to come out."
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