A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

They are all blind marriages. It is better to marry into a rich family and become a rice worm than to marry a poor one.

Thinking of it this way, the resistance in my heart became looser.

She also looked at Zisang with admiration. She didn't know much about the two girls, and she wanted to keep them for her own use, but she was still in the observation stage.

Zisang speaks out boldly today, which has shown her calmness and wisdom, and her ability to observe words and emotions is also very strong. When I first arrived in this era, I need to be familiar with the world, and someone who is familiar with the current situation of the Pei family is by my side to give advice at any time. Otherwise, one day I will make mistakes. I don't even know what's wrong.

So they asked about Zisang's family background, and the two chatted as they walked. When they arrived at the artificial lake, Zisang suddenly tugged at An Xiaoqing's sleeve, signaling that there was someone in front of her.

An Xiaoqing hurriedly stopped, looked up, and saw two familiar figures beside the rockery, and upon closer inspection, it turned out that Pei Jinhui was alone with a man.

Looking at the lake from a distance, the sky is red with a sunset glow, the lake is sparkling, the man in white clothes is more than snow, like a jade tree facing the wind, and the woman is pretty and graceful, slim and graceful, looking from a distance, a pair of green people like a fairy.

However, this is not the modern age where love is free. This is a society with strict etiquette and ethics. Lonely men and widows make appointments by the lake alone.

An Xiaoqing didn't want to cause trouble, so she pulled Zisang and wanted to leave quietly.

"That's Young Master Biao." Zisang reminded in a low voice.

Is it Huang Ziyan?

An Xiaoqing took a closer look, and it turned out to be Huang Ziyan who had met twice. She thought to herself that Pei Jinhui and him were first cousins, and that Pei Jinhui was determined to enter the palace to run for election. What is the reason for these two people?

"Jinhui, is it really that good to enter the palace? Don't you see my sincerity for you?"

"Cousin, stop talking, I have made up my mind, and this is what my parents have already decided."

"Cousin, you are high and proud, and you have had your own ideas since you were a child. I know this, but don't you know that the palace is complicated and sinister? You are tightly protected by your aunt when you pee. where you will be miserable."

"Uncle's house may not be so clean. Cousin, don't ask me out again in the future. I won't meet with my cousin in private again. If we meet in private like this, if others see it, it will be hard for you and me."

Pei Jinhui turned and left resolutely, Huang Ziyan stared at her for a long time, his figure was lonely and deserted.

An Xiaoqing sighed silently, Pei Jinhui was born in the midst of blessings and didn't know how to be blessed. Huang Ziyan is gentle and handsome, he can be regarded as one of the best men, and it is even rarer to be infatuated with her.

In addition, the two are childhood sweethearts, with similar temperaments. They have such a good marriage, but they want to enter the palace as the concubine of the prince Laoshi, and fight among the women. It really makes people wonder.

"The eldest girl has determined to enter the palace since she was a child. She has been learning the rules of the palace since she was a child. The wife taught her herself. I heard that the wife almost entered the palace when she was young..." Zisang whispered beside her.

So it's a daughter-in-law's motherhood?Mrs. Huang is really a good mother who can make her feel dizzy!

Seeing that the two of them had left, An Xiaoqing strolled to the lake under the setting sun, and saw the distant mountains under the fiery red sunset, all green, red, emerald and purple, what a beautiful scene.

For a while, I remembered that day when I hugged Chen Zihan and watched the sunrise on the top of Mount Tai. The sweet happiness of the past seemed to be just yesterday...