A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

When will she be able to forget Chu Yunxi?

Zisang lay on Pei Xiaoqing's shoulder, motionless, and didn't notice any sound for a long time. Pei Xiaoqing thought she was crying, but when she lifted her head up, she saw her face was calm, and she couldn't help frowning: "Zisang, Cry if you want to cry."

"Girl, let's make this business bigger. When we have money, we'll recruit soldiers and buy horses."

There was a look of fierceness in this girl's eyes, which made Pei Xiaoqing feel cold. It seems that people will always grow up in adversity. In the past at Pei's house, the purple sang who could only judge her appearance has changed. Be strong and confident.

Pei Xiaoqing likes this kind of change very much. People always have to learn to grow up and adjust their mentality by themselves.

Leisurely footsteps sounded outside the door, Pei Xiaoqing knew that Yuanrong was coming, she held Zisang's hand, she lifted the curtain, and walked past without even looking at Yuanrong.

Yuan Rong had no choice but to smile bitterly, and watched her drift away indifferently, but in his heart he scolded that old fox, Jin Yu, for being cunning, for letting himself be such a heartless person.

Zisang returned to Yuan's house, locked herself in the room, flung herself on the bed alone, buried her face in the quilt, and finally couldn't help crying, the cold and hard shadow in her heart had long since disappeared. That obese body was invaded, even if he wanted to drive him away, he couldn't drive him away, but this guy was so short-lived, I knew this, why did you provoke your aunt, you can't even save your own life, why should you treat your daughter's family? Winking, why should you treat me so well, why should you tease my heart?

Why wait for my heart to move, you are dead, you let me...

"What do you want?" A laughing and rambunctious voice suddenly sounded in the room, so familiar.

Zisang couldn't help turning her head back abruptly, but she didn't see half of the figure, she couldn't help but tearfully said: "Is it you? You must die unwillingly, so the ghost refuses to disperse? If you have anything to say, just tell me Tell me, I promise I will never scold you again."

The person who usually believes in ghosts and gods and is most afraid of changing, is not afraid at all today. He wished Yuan Bao's ghost could stay with her for a while, and it would be great if he could talk to her a few more words.

"I'm dead, are you sad?" The voice sounded faintly in the room again.

"Well, I'm really sad, Fatty, you...you died just as you said, and you didn't tell me..."

Zisang began to cry.

"What are you confessing? You are not someone of mine. You still want to marry someone. I am a dying person, so I can't ruin your reputation." The voice said quietly again.

"I'm not afraid. I don't care about fame or not. You still have unfinished business. Tell me and I'll help you." Zisang said firmly.

"I... oh." The voice sighed and said: "Father is old, and I have been the only unfilial son in my life. Now that I die early, the roots of the Jin family are broken. Originally, I wanted to marry someone like you. A gentle and virtuous wife goes back to honor his old man, alas..."

After hearing this, Zisang said: "Okay, I will go to your house tomorrow. As long as you don't think I was born as a slave, I will marry you in the dark. I will marry you, honor your parents for you, and serve your master until his death."

"Is what you said true?"

"every sentence is true, if there is even half a sentence of falsehood, the sky will thunder..."

Her lips were covered instantly, and a pair of slender eyes suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.