Jiang Zhe seemed to just inform her, coming and going in a hurry. Sang Nu was protected by him from the beginning to the end. Looking at Aunt Zhao and her daughter, they seemed like savage beasts, and they were afraid that his baby would be wronged in their hands.
The outer courtyard is Jiang Zhe's private domain, and even Aunt Zhao is not qualified to live there. However, now Jiang Zhe brings Sang Nu to live in it. Isn't this a slap in the face to her?
Aunt Zhao's legs were still weak. He had tortured her so hard last night, and her tenderness and sweet words turned into sharp cones that pierced her heart. Her heart was bleeding and painful.
"Master, it's cold outside, please come inside."
Grandma held her arm and touched her hand. It was cold and stiff, and her body shivered with cold when her knuckles touched it.
Grandma knew that she was suffering in her heart, and looked at her with pity in her eyes.
"good."
Aunt Zhao closed her eyes tightly and suppressed all her emotions. She could not admit defeat. She would only be the mistress of the General's Mansion.
The place where Jiang Zhe lives is relatively simple. He usually just rests here, so naturally everything is simple. However, because Sangnu moved in, the decoration inside was completely new.
Jiang Yue was smart and knew the status of his new wife in his master's heart. He arranged for his servants to put out all the good things in the warehouse early in the morning. Brocade clothes, mink fur, gold, silver, jade, and all kinds of rare ornaments filled the room. Sang
The slave was almost dazzled when he entered the door.
"The general's house is nice... luxurious..."
She muttered for a long time before she managed to squeeze out a word.
Sannu took a cautious look at Jiang Zhe. The decoration style in this room did not match his personality at all.
Jiang Zhe was startled for a moment when he entered the door. He turned his head and forgot about Jiang Yue, and Jiang Yue quickly smiled to please him.
If there is anything I don't understand about this, it must be something he has done on his own initiative.
Jiang Zhe glared at Jiang Yue, turned around and saw Sannu's shining eyes. He coughed and said, "If you don't like it, tell someone to change it."
"Sang Nu likes it very much, thank you General."
The young lady's voice was delicate and sweet, and her eyes were filled with admiration, which easily made the man shudder. Jiang Yue trembled in his heart, and greeted his servants to quietly exit.
Darling, this new lady is really amazing. Her voice is so strong that the master can control her. Things will change in this general's mansion in the future.
Sure enough, when Jiang Yue and the others went out, Jiang Zhe held Sannu in his arms. He sat on the imperial concubine's couch, with a piece of snow-white mink fur thrown on it. Sitting on it, he felt as if he was sinking deep into cotton.
Jiang Zhe pinched her chin, his eyes dark as ink.
"Seduce me?"
Sannu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, and she retorted like a timid little rabbit, "Sangnu didn't..."
She said no, but the secret pride in her heart could not deceive her. Sannu had to work very hard to suppress the smile on her lips.
Jiang Zhe liked her delicate and timid look. His eyes were deep, and through this face he seemed to see another person. The woman who had always been strong and noble would soften her eyebrows and lean into his arms, speaking softly.
Be coquettish with him softly.
The more Jiang Zhe thought about it, the hotter his heart became. Regardless of the fact that Sannu was still pregnant, he took off her clothes and pounced on her.
It was obviously late autumn, but the house was full of spring. The roars of men and the moans of women could be heard at the same time, and Aunt Zhao's delicately maintained nails were broken like this.
Blood flowed out, and Mammy's face was shocked, "Master, you are injured!"
She handed the clothes in her hand to the little maid and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wrap it up for her. The blood droplets penetrated the white handkerchief and dyed it into a red plum.
Aunt Zhao followed her with the bandage with a dull expression, but the fire in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
"Mommy, let's go back!"
She stared intently at the closed door, held her grandma's hand and walked out.
Mammy sighed, and the master lowered himself to deliver the clothes. But when he heard about this erotic scene, he probably hated them even more.
Sannu, this little bitch, is really not easy to worry about. She can lure people to the bed with her big belly. This means she doesn't take her master seriously.
Aunt Zhao has been serving Aunt Zhao for decades, so her heart is naturally biased towards her, and now even Jiang Zhe is complaining.
"She's challenging me!" Aunt Zhao returned to the inner courtyard and threw a bunch of objects before she gave up. She gritted her teeth and her eyes were full of hatred.
"Ru'er was kicked out of the house because of her, and now she's pregnant. Do you think she can outdo me because of her mother's worth?"
The child in Sang Nu's belly was the pain in Aunt Zhao's heart. She had been begging for more than ten years but could not get pregnant. As for Sang Nu, it only took a few months for her to get pregnant. How could she not be jealous.
In addition to hatred, Aunt Zhao was also worried. If she really couldn't get pregnant, wouldn't she have to be suppressed by Sang Nu for the rest of her life?
She is no longer young, and she does not have a strong natal family to support her. She only relies on Jiang Zhe's little love, but her love has faded. How long can Jiang Zhe love her? Maybe he is tired of her now.
Aunt Zhao's heart was in twitching, and she grabbed her grandma's hand.
"You send someone to Huquan Temple to bring some clothes and food to Ru'er. She has never suffered since she was a child. How can she stay in a place like Huquan Temple..."
She couldn't give up on Jiang Ru. If she couldn't give birth to a child for the rest of her life, Jiang Ru would be her support.
Aunt Zhao's mind was running wild and she made two preparations.
Auntie nodded, "Hey, I'll go right now."
Huquan Temple is on the border between Dayan and Xixia, but because it is deep in the mountains, the road is rugged, and the environment is remote, the war did not reach here. It is a rare and quiet place.
However, it is a good thing for monks to be pure, but Jiang Ru could not stay in such a desolate and remote place for a moment.
"Madam, please drink some water first, and I'll go and clean up the house."
Xiao Tao poured a glass of water from the table and handed it to her. Jiang Ru waved it away and the glass shattered to the ground, stirring up dust all over the place.
Xiaotao's eyes were a little timid. She was used to being bullied by Jiang Ru and was subconsciously afraid of her.
However, if it weren't for Jiang Ru, she wouldn't have followed her to a place like this. Now her appearance has been ruined and her future is bleak. Without Jiang Zhe's blessing, Jiang Ru is just a helpless woman, so why should she?
Don't be afraid of her anymore.
Xiaotao's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and there was no respect in her mouth.
"Since the lady doesn't want to drink, just stay here. If I have something to do, I won't serve the lady anymore."
As she said this, she turned around and left without waiting for Jiang Ru's response. Jiang Ru's expression froze for a moment when she spoke back to her for the first time.
"Bitch! If you dare to look down on me, you bitch, go to hell!"
She went crazy and threw all the cups on the table to the floor. The porcelain pieces were broken everywhere, and her palms were cut and bleeding, staining her whole face red.
Jiang Ru clenched her hands, and the pain in her hands made her eyes red.
She will not let go of Sang Nu, Jiang Zhe, Zhao Jing, and the eldest princess. These people are the executioners who led her to despair. They have nothing to do with her ending today.
