After returning to Wuyuan, Yi'er was thrown into her room. The mother, who was extremely gentle in front of others, kicked everyone out and threw things in the room alone.
She is very smart. She only throws quilts and pillows that are not easily broken. She will occasionally hit people, but she will not hit her daughter.
After all, although in some places in this world, women can be equal to men, and sometimes even have a higher status than men, but that depends on their strength.
But it is obvious that Madam Wu has no strength. She is only a third-level ordinary person. She is too ordinary to be ordinary. Therefore, she can only rely on the strong... I have to say that she has a very good vision. Regardless of Zhu Tingxu's talent,
She is still a top-notch person in terms of strength, but unfortunately, this man is too dedicated. No matter how beautiful she looks, how gentle she acts, and how... she can never get this man's favor.
When I feel depressed, I can only close my room and vent my anger.
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Yi'er's room is very simple. Although in this Zhu Mansion, the status of the concubine is higher than that of other concubines, but that is because the person Zhu Tingxu loves most is also a concubine. Others just borrowed it.
Therefore, although Zhu Yuyan's place is equipped according to the standards of our ladies, two sixth-level girls, four little girls, two wet nurses... But her real concubine's daughter only has one little girl, and this
The little girl only pretends to be nice when she leaves the Wuyuan, and she is usually called over by Mrs. Wu.
Obviously, Madam Wu did not treat her only daughter well. Yi'er had known this for a long time. In fact, it was Madam Wu who wanted to attract Zhu Tingxu to her courtyard, so she sent her six-year-old daughter to her.
She was pushed into the water and lost her life to give her a chance to come to this world.
She thought that her daughter's false alarm attracted men's attention, even a little pity was worth it. After all, for this world that respects the strong, her daughter was too weak.
Not only is he born with deficiencies, but he also soaks in medicine jars all day long. When he is ten years old, he is only a first-class child. No matter which family he is in, he is not welcome.
As soon as Yi'er entered the room, he took out two oblate white jade pieces directly from his waist, one in each hand, without looking at them, and just kept rolling them in his hands.
She had been raising these two jade stones for half a year before they reached the standard she wanted and were barely usable.