The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 311
On Can Xueye, Nian Yaoyue sat at the desk and pulled out an old almanac.

Look carefully at the time.

So Jinyu was asked to take out five bamboo tubes. She seldom shared her thoughts with others, so she asked Jinyu to go to Zhaixing Pavilion to register twenty different pseudonym identities.

Picked up [-] pen pals who felt like we could talk to each other.

Anyway, neither party knew the identity of the other, so Nian Yaoyue could speak freely with her pen pals without any scruples.

Tomorrow, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, five pen pals will come to Zhaixing Pavilion to pick up letters in bamboo tubes on the fifteenth day of each month.

Nian Yaoyue began to write her thoughts on the light blue letter paper with five different handwritings.

But as I wrote and wrote, tears dripped down uncontrollably, blurring the handwriting, and even the light blue colored paper gradually blurred into colorless.

Enduring tears to finish writing the five letters, Nian Yaoyue asked Jinyu to deliver the letters in bamboo tubes before the Zhaixing Pavilion was closed.

Jinyu packed the letter in a bamboo tube and hurried outside.

When they came to the corner of Rouge Lane, they bumped into Prince Yong who was riding his horse.

Jinyu snorted coldly, pretended not to see, turned her head and was about to leave.

"Hey, hey, where are you going in the middle of the night? And you're not with the Nian?" Su Peisheng stopped Jinyu and asked relentlessly.

"Let's go to the Zhaxing Pavilion! The slave will leave!" Jin Yu perfunctorily blessed the silent Prince Yong, and walked away.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, really!"

Su Peisheng was speechless when he saw that dead girl Jinyu escaped without a trace.

"Why don't you just leave it to me?" Su Peisheng muttered.

The Zhaixing Pavilion was secretly bought by the Lord many years ago. No matter how many identities Nian Shi uses and how many people she has as pen pals, the only person she chats with is the Lord.

Su Peisheng recalled silently in his heart, these years, the master has used no less than thirty identities.

Yinzhen couldn't wait to know why Nian was suddenly moody, so he rode his horse to Zhaixing Pavilion.

Su Peisheng fetched the letters in bamboo tubes written by five different identities of the Nian clan, and put them in front of his grandfather.

When Xu Zhen opened the first one, he suddenly felt that the letter paper was slightly damp, and when he opened the letter paper, he saw some smudged ink marks.

"What should I do if my husband is mentally cheating? It's urgent, wait online~"

"I have a friend. My husband likes someone else. She is still pregnant. What should she do if she wants to get along with her?"

"My younger sister likes to be sour and jealous. She is jealous that her husband likes concubines. She has trouble sleeping and eating. Is this a disease? How can it be cured?"

"I have a friend who wants to be a couple for life, isn't it stupid?"

"My handkerchief is for a friend who doesn't want her husband to touch other women. Is she sick?"

Yinzhen raised his forehead, so she felt that he was empathetic and liked Niu Hulu?

He was only grateful to Niu Hulu. If Niu Hulu hadn't cared for him regardless of life and death, he might have died of illness.

Yinzhen turned around and rushed out of the Zhaixing Pavilion, riding his horse and riding his whip all the way to the gate of Nianfu.

The servants of the Nian Mansion and their masters are of the same virtue, Yinzhen went straight over the wall and came to the courtyard of Nian Gao.

He walked slowly to the door and pushed lightly, but the door was not locked.

"Nian Gao." He pushed open the door, only to see Nian Yanling sitting at the table drinking with his legs crossed.

"Oh, my lord, why are you here? Nian Gao and her mother are resting in the main courtyard now, and drove the old man into this room. How about we have a drink?"

Nian Yaling waved to the servant behind him, who turned around and fetched a brand new pair of bowls, chopsticks and cups.

"She's tired today, and the doctor said she must take a good rest. She ate a lot of hibiscus flowers, raw. You don't know how desperate she was, and the servant's eldest daughter-in-law was so scared that she cried."

Nian Yaling put down the wine cup and shook his head helplessly.

"She used to hate playing the piano the most. She said it was playing cotton, but now she wants to learn it, and her nails are broken. If the prince likes a girl who plays the piano, return the daughter of the servant to the servant. Damn it!"

Years old and old with tears in his eyes, he bent his knees and was about to kneel down to beg Prince Yong. One of his daughters had already been destroyed by Prince Yong. He didn't want Xiao Nian Gao to repeat the same mistakes.

"Nianqing!" Yinzhen supported Nian Xialing and forbade him to kneel down.

"To tell you the truth, this child's temper follows her mother's. She has a small belly. When the slave was young, his family also arranged seven or eight concubines to live in the house. Her mother took care of them, and beat them to death. The servant knows about the sale of the sale, but the servant is willing to guard her to live."

Nian Yaling started nagging and said that he was not afraid of guilt, but just didn't want to make the old lady cry.

"The women in your backyard are all golden branches and jade leaves. If the servant's daughter is not happy and kills them all, if you don't get used to her, what should she do?"

Nian Yaling wept and wiped away tears.

Su Peisheng, who was standing behind the prince, heard the old lady's fierce deeds when she was young, and finally understood why the daughters of Nian's family were so domineering and reckless.

"Nianqing, this king wants to see her, just take a look." Yinzhen said sadly while holding the wine cup in his hand.

"If you don't see it, don't read it. If you don't read it, you won't get hurt. The slave's daughter is a jealous woman, and she might become a poisonous woman in the future. It's better to disappear..."

As Nian Xialing said, he took out a piece of letterhead and unfolded it. There were two pieces of rice paper inside, one was written with a divorce letter, and the other was a letter with a divorce letter.

The reconciliation and separation are due to the voluntary severance of the relationship between husband and wife. From then on, they will be separated and happy.

The divorce letter is just a unilateral man who abandons the woman and gets a divorce letter, which can be said to be a shame for a woman, and this shame is likely to accompany her life.

Only a woman who violated the seven-exit rule will be kicked out of the house by her husband with a letter of divorce.

It is difficult for those women who are divorced to find another husband's family, and usually the ending is not very good, and they may only be alone and spend the rest of their lives in poverty.

But age and age don't care, even if their family has more than enough to support the mother and daughter of rice cakes, they will not marry at worst. He personally finds three thousand noodles for rice cakes to serve her, just like Prince Yong's appearance and temperament.

Nian Xialing naturally hoped that Prince Yong would sign and leave the book without hesitation, so that her daughter might meet a man she likes in the future, and she would not be criticized for remarrying.

"Bold!!" Yin Zhen crushed the wine cup in his hand into fine powder, slapped the table angrily and shouted angrily.

"The king wants to see her! Immediately! The king wants to take her home!!" Furiously, Yinzhen clutched the two copies of Nian's signature and letter of divorce and letter of divorce in his hands.

He didn't believe that Nian would sign these two documents, it must be the old man Nian Yaling who coerced the rice cake.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was getting tense, Su Peisheng quietly left the room to find reinforcements.

　Sad can't say I abused...

　　Wait until the new readers in the book review area are scared away...

　　What should I do if I can't afford to eat a fat head...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)