Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Get it back

After Jiang Yan left, Jiang Sheng couldn't wait to follow his sister to Xianyuyuan.

She doesn't care what to do with the Jiang family, she has something more important to do now.

Jiang Xian looked at her expression and thought it was a bit funny: "What's wrong?"

Even though he knew that Xianyuyuan was still safe, Jiang Sheng still lowered his voice: "Wen Hui came to me a few days ago and said that she..."

Jiang Sheng organized her words: "She had a dream where she could see the future, as if she came back from the future. Wen Hui told me about Jiang Yan's life experience at that time."

Jiang Xian's eyes moved slightly: "What else did she say?"

"It was said that the Wen family was ruined and the crown prince fell from the horse. She took her daughter away from the capital. She also said that I helped her when she had a difficult childbirth."

Jiang Sheng said: "But in the novel I read, Wen Hui gave birth to a son who finally ascended to the throne."

Jiang Xian nodded: "I knew that the book you read was a pirated copy."

Jiang Sheng: ...

Is this the point? !

"The point is that if Wen Hui is not lying, the history she mentioned is the history after I came!"

Jiang Sheng looked at his sister: "I didn't ask too clearly. I don't know what else Wen Hui knows. Wen Hui even asked me if I could go on the day of her wedding. I said I didn't know."

The crown prince married the crown princess at night, but Jiang Sheng has been sleepy for the past few days when the sun is still bright, the kind whose eyelids are directly fighting, and now has to sleep for six or seven hours a day, which is really hard to agree.

Jiang Sheng suddenly remembered: "Oh, the big wedding is tomorrow."

Jiang Xian pondered for a moment: "Even if I go tomorrow, I can't say anything."

"I'll pass a note to Wen's residence in a while, and make an appointment with her."

"it is good."

When the paper from the Hou Mansion was delivered to Wen Hui, Wen Hui was busy counting the dowry under the guidance of his mother and the ceremonial mother. These had to be delivered to the Prince's Mansion the day before the wedding, and there would be more tedious work tomorrow etiquette to follow.

"Hui'er, Hui'er?"

"what?"

After Wen Huidi lost his mind countless times, Mrs. Wen finally started to frown: "Why are you restless?"

Wen Hui focused his eyes on the booklet in his hand, and smiled: "Maybe I'm a little nervous."

How can you not be nervous.

She really couldn't guarantee that she would be flawless and not show the slightest bit of hatred in front of the prince.

Wen Hui pursed her lips tightly, and heard Wen Shen next to her jokingly say: "My sister will be the princess tomorrow, the one who wants to be on the imperial jade plate, you should be happy."

Wen Hui glanced at Wen Shen without the slightest warmth in her eyes.

Wen Shen's heart skipped a beat, not knowing where he said something wrong again.In the past few days, Wen Hui really treats her with a nose, not a nose, and a face, not a face.

She lowered her head to hide the look of disdain in her eyes.

She knew that she was a concubine after all, and she couldn't be more gentle.

Wen Hui took a deep breath and told herself to calm down.But the miserable fate of the mother, elder brother and younger sister repeatedly appeared in her mind... She clenched her fists, her nails sank into her palms, and finally smiled after a while: "Second sister is right, I got married for the first time, and it was like His Royal Highness again." I am a little nervous when I think of paying homage to His Majesty and Empress Dowager.”

Mrs. Wen took a look at Wen Hui: "This child is talking nonsense. This is not the first time someone gets married."

"The Empress is kind, we haven't met before, and you are her chosen daughter-in-law, what's there to be nervous about?"

Wen Hui responded softly: "Mother is right."

Nothing to be nervous about, she's been through it once.

Just as he was thinking about it, a girl outside suddenly said, "Miss, the girl from the Jiangping Hou Mansion has handed you a note."

Wen Hui's heart trembled, she turned around and raised her lips: "Just give it to me."

The girl handed her the note, and Wen Hui immediately put it in his sleeve.

Mrs. Wen was surprised: "When did you care so much about the people in the Hou Mansion?"

A few days ago, I even invited people to visit me.

Wen Hui's mind turned: "It's not that the wedding is coming soon. The younger sisters at home are still young, and I have no one to talk to. Miss Jiang Sheng has a good temper, so I asked her to talk to me."

Mrs. Wen didn't ask any more questions.

After counting the dowry here, Wen Hui went back to her yard, carefully took out the paper to read, and then heard a voice coming from the door.She subconsciously shut the paper in the box with a snap.

It was her personal girl, Bi Ling, who came in.

Wen Hui's face turned cold: "I said, no one is allowed to enter the inner room without my order."

Bi Ling was aggrieved: "I just want to ask, I don't know what mistake I made, you don't think much of your slave these days."

There are crimson bell tubes for girls' dressing and black bell tubes for eating. Even Xingling, who is the least favored, recently, Wen Hui often looks for her when he has something to order, but he doesn't look for himself.

Wen Hui said slowly: "You are listening to someone's instigation. If I don't reuse you, will I bring you to the Prince's Mansion together?"

This is of course false.

Bi Ling was bought by Wen Shen in her previous life, and tampered with Wen Hui's diet.One time of infidelity is not used a hundred times, Bi Ling was brought here because Wen Hui's heart is open and she is better prepared, in case Wen Shen doesn't know who to put by her side.

But Bi Ling laughed when she heard the words, and murmured coquettishly: "Your servant knows that the girl will not get tired of your servant, it's not because Xingling and the others are showing off in front of your servant's ears, so they are so pampered and coquettish..."

Wen Hui said "hmm" and said patiently, "You and I grew up together, and we are as close as sisters."

Wen Hui casually took off the bracelet on her wrist, and put it on Bi Ling: "Stop thinking about it."

Bi Ling was overjoyed: "Thank you, Miss."

"Okay, let's go out."

"Yes."

Seeing Bi Ling's cheerful steps going out, Wen Hui's eyes darkened.

One day, she will get back what others owe her doubled one by one.

Finally, when there was no one around, Wen Hui was able to look at the paper. There was nothing else written on it, except that he would see you at Zuixianlou at noon four days later.

That's right, if something important happened, Jiang Sheng and the others wouldn't pass the paper directly.

Four days later, after the busiest first three days of the wedding, she should be able to go out.Wen Hui was about to put away the paper, but after thinking about it, he lit the fire and burned it directly.

The next day, the prince's wedding was of course extremely grand and unusual, with eight colorful sedan chairs, sixteen lanterns, twenty torches, countless female attendants and leading officials, Wen Hui circled the entire capital in a sedan chair, and arrived at the crown prince It was getting late in the mansion.

Wen Hui, who was wearing a red hijab, sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes were all blurry red. Hundreds of candles were lit in the room, which was as bright as day, but it made her breathing a little hard.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, there was noise outside, and Wen Hui's breathing became even tighter.

"Fourth, hurry up, let's go and see how beautiful the new emperor's wife is."

"Fuck you, what is a 'new' concubine?!"

"Shut up if you can't talk!"

Accompanied by a half booing sound, the door was soon pushed open.

The girl in the wedding dress sat quietly by the bed, under the eyes of the ceremonial mother, Xiao Huairen gently raised her hijab with Yu Ruyi.The bride's face came into view, and the red wedding dress made her look like a peach blossom.

He called out: "Prince Princess."

There was a bit of warmth in the tone of the business-like words.

(End of this chapter)