Zhou Jingchuan suddenly realized that this woman who shamelessly married into his Chengyang Marquis Mansion must be a despicable and ignorant person.
It must come as soon as you call it and go as soon as you wave it.
He flicked his long sleeves and acted like a gentleman sulking: "Today I am telling you that Yaozhi is pregnant, and her belly is my flesh and blood. I, the eldest son of Zhou Jingchuan, cannot be born as a concubine."
"Your Majesty, do you want the child born to Sister Yaozhi to be adopted into my lap?" Chen Anhao seemed to have guessed his thoughts and took the initiative to propose this matter.
The face of Yaozhi on the side was almost green: "Miss Chen, you married into the Chengyang Marquis Mansion because of the permission of the elders and did not get the nod from the husband. Although I have never received the nod from the elders of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion, my husband loves me.
Deep."
"Now that I am pregnant with my husband's child, how can I be beneath you?"
In front of the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion, the red lacquered door was open. Dozens of people from the Zhou family surrounded Chen Anhao, forcing her to come down and support Yaozhi, the outsider, as an equal wife.
Three wives and four concubines.
Chen Anhao was the official wife of the eight-carriage sedan chair, and Yaozhi was the common wife brought in by Zhou Jingchuan. The statement sounded nice, but how could Zhou Jingchuan let his sweetheart be willing to be the common wife who was inferior to Chen Anhao.
"Just be an equal wife." Zhou Jingchuan put his hands behind his back.
Chen Anhao tightened his fingers, his eyes were red, and his heart was filled with anger, and he looked straight at Zhou Jingchuan.
She had already suffered a loss when she married into the Chengyang Houfu family, and now she, the official wife of the Ming matchmaker, was demoted to a common wife.
"Miss Yaozhi first entered the Marquis's house, so she didn't know the etiquette, so she just called me 'Miss Chen'. My husband, don't you think what you said just now is ridiculous?" She began to cry tears of anger, and she wet her tears with her handkerchief, ignoring it.
Everyone at the door went to their own courtyards.
The old lady sighed, but did not say anything about Zhou Jingchuan. She only asked: "Take care of Yaozhi and don't let anything happen to the child in her belly. Anhao is a woman who understands the rules. It's okay for her to be miserable for two days now."
I can think about it slowly."
Zhou Jingchuan also looked at Chen Anhao's figure hurriedly leaving. Thinking about the way she shed tears just now, his heart was filled with panic, as if he had done a terrible sin.
So much so that when I talked to him later, he was still absent-minded.
Yaozhi regretted falling in love with Chen Anhao, who was beautiful and provocative and wanted to protect her.
Chen Anhao returned to his room and wanted to sit on the bed and wipe his tears, but when he looked at the bed, he thought of Mu Jingzhou's bastard again.
She felt even more aggrieved.
Tears also fell heavily.
I turned around and sat in front of the makeup mirror, and looked at the makeup box. The box was wide open, and the pearl hairpins and silver carved hibiscus hairpins were all gone.
There were only a few scattered pieces of jewelry that she didn't like very much.
The old ladies in the mansion were pampered, and their status was such that they would not come to her room to look through the dowry box.
The maids and slaves didn't dare to take her jewelry in such a big way, and they didn't cover it properly.
She wiped her tears with a handkerchief, went out with the dowry box, asked the maid in the mansion, and then went all the way to Zhou Jingchuan and Yaozhiyuan.
When she arrived, Waizhi was sitting on a swing made of rattan, with purple flowers blooming on both sides.
The ground is freshly turned mud.
Zhou Jingchuan stood on one side, picked the small flowers on the rattan and put them on the waving branches.
Yaozhi blushed with embarrassment.
Chen Anhao didn't know that during the time he was away from home, Zhou Jingchuan and Yaozhi came back and quickly built a swing in the house.
Waizhi asked Zhou Jingchuan: "Ms. sir, what should I do if Chen Anhao doesn't want to be an equal wife? I can't. I really look down on her."
Without waiting for Zhou Jingchuan to reply, Chen Anhao walked over. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen because she had cried, and she looked particularly pitiful: "My husband, you love Girl Yaozhi very much. You should add some jewelry and gold hairpins to Girl Yaozhi."
, it’s nothing to steal from me.”
"I have a close relationship with my husband, Miss Yaozhi, so I won't pursue it. If outsiders find out, I'm afraid it will be spread that my husband insists on marrying someone with unclean hands into the Marquis's mansion."