In the carriage, Wen Jiaojiao and Wen Yanxi were sitting together, while Que Wu and Qi Shuo were riding outside.
Su Yilian opened the curtain and looked at the men outside. She smiled and said to Wen Jiaojiao, "I'm really afraid that they will fight."
Wen Jiaojiao was lying on Wen Yanxi's lap, dozing off. Hearing Su Yilian's words, he opened his eyes and said, "Who will start a fight?"
Su Yilian opened the curtain a little further and said, "Here."
Wen Jiaojiao glanced outside, and Que Wu, Qi Shuo, and Xiang Cheng looked back at her at the same time.
Wen Jiaojiao lay back down again, closed his eyes and said, "They don't know how to fight. Even if they fight, they can't beat Que Wu."
Que Wu knew that she didn't like to see such fights and quarrels because of her. Que Wu would not cause her such trouble because he loved her, so he would not.
Moreover, he has an open-minded temperament and will not get angry or jealous just because other men like her.
He would only praise her for her excellence, and then praise herself for her good taste.
This is what makes him different from others and what she likes about him.
She also won't feel complacent because she is angry and jealous of other people who like her because of the person she likes. This is not just a flaw in the brain.
She is not surprised that an outstanding person like Que Wu would be liked by many people, but they only have each other in their hearts and will not respond to other likes.
Su Yijin was eating there, and asked curiously: "Then if a fight breaks out, who will you feel sorry for?"
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Wen Jiaojiao said without hesitation: "Of course I feel sorry for Que Wu."
Su Yijin: "Then don't they like you?"
Wen Jiaojiao put a refreshing sachet on the tip of her nose and sniffed it. When she heard Su Yijin's words, she suddenly became serious and said to her: "They like me, so I have to feel sorry for them?"
"Can I control who likes me if I don't care about heaven and earth? Do I have to be responsible if one day someone I don't know comes over and says he likes me?"
Qi Yao: "Although Ah Shuo is my younger brother, there is no way you don't like him. If I support you, you should feel sorry for the person you like. Ah Shuo has me as my sister to feel sorry for him. If he is beaten, I will
Just help him beat him back."
Wen Yanxi looked at the book in her hand and said, "That's right, everyone has their own pain, and Jiao Jiao certainly feels sorry for her husband."
Su Yilian snatched the cake from Su Yijin's hand and threw it into the food box, "I told you not to eat in front of little Jiaojiao."
Su Yijin shrank her neck. She originally prepared this food box specially for Xiao Jiaojiao, but she couldn't eat it. Now that she was a little hungry, she couldn't help but take out a pastry to eat.
Wen Jiaojiao waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I'm not interested in these foods now, it doesn't matter because I care about them."
Su Yijin sighed in her heart, what a lovely and considerate girl, why was she written like that?
Yes, it’s all the system’s fault.
Although she thought this way, Su Yijin still asked Wen Jiaojiao cautiously: "Xiao Jiaojiao, are you still angry with me? Do you still blame me?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "I don't want to have a heart attack."
If she was really angry, Su Yijin could send her away angrily with this operation.
All in all, this matter was ultimately facilitated by the system, and Su Yijin was at most taken advantage of.
As for Wen Miaoran...
During the days when she woke up, I heard from Xiang Jin and Zi Ju that Wen Miaoran knelt outside the hospital for two days when she was in a coma, saying she was asking for forgiveness from her mother-in-law, but she was slapped twice and kicked out.
At that time, Xiao Yurong was guarding the unconscious Wen Jiaojiao, while Wen Miaoran was kneeling outside her yard. She had always had an arrogant temperament, and her back was always straight even when she was kneeling.
But when Wen Yanxi told Xiao Yurong that she was the one who pushed Wen Jiaojiao down when he fell into the ice lake when he was six years old, she finally crawled down.
She has always been arrogant and unwilling to be seconded by others. Pushing Wen Jiaojiao into the water has always been a big stone in her heart and a thorn in her heart. With this thorn in her heart, she will always be
There is a stain that cannot be washed away. This stain tells her that no matter how much she does, she is still a jealous and cruel sister, and she is not a kind person.
She always told herself that she was only seven years old at that time, and seven-year-old children didn't understand at all. She just wanted to regain her father's favor. She and her mother-in-law only had their father in the Wen family, and only his father's eyes were on them.
Only with their father's love for them can their lives be better.
But does she really think so?
Wen Yanxi was right. She never dared to look directly at the darkness in her heart. She wanted to be a noble and proud person. Even if she was a concubine, she would not let anyone bully or look down upon her.
When she was a child, her mother-in-law would always tell her that her father should have married her, and she should have been the main wife. Everything should have been hers, and she should have been the legitimate daughter of the Wen family.
"Get out of here, don't let me see you again!"
Xiao Yurong slapped her hard twice, and with tears in her eyes she said with a trembling voice: "If I hadn't thought that you were only seven years old at that time, I would have cut off your hands with my own hands! Get out! Get out! Never show up again.
In front of Jiao Jiao!"
"At that time, Aunt Xiao devoted herself wholeheartedly to you, otherwise the second sister might not be able to get out of the Xiao Mansion." Wen Yanxi said.
During those days when Wen Jiaojiao was unconscious, Xiao Yurong stayed by her side day and night, not caring about other things.
"Huh? It's so lively with gongs and drums playing outside."
Hearing the noise outside, Su Yijin opened the curtain.
Wen Jiaojiao and Wen Yanxi also went to the window and looked out. The outside was a festive red, and it seemed that someone was getting married.
"I went to the Wen family to pick up the bride." Wen Yanxi said.
Wen Jiaojiao was stunned: "The Wen family?"
Wen Yanxi: "Yes, today is Wen Miaoran's wedding day."
Wen Yanxi put down the curtain, lay back, and said to Wen Jiaojiao: "You have been recuperating these days and are not aware of the outside world. Wen Miaoran married Zhao Yunji and became a concubine."
"Concubine? How could she be a concubine?" Su Yijin spoke.
She was all about gossip and curiosity. She knew that now she was completely out of the control of the system, so naturally there was no so-called plot line in her original book, but she was still curious about why Wen Miaoran was the concubine.
Wen Yan said with pity: "Her side concubine has been hard-earned. The old concubine has always suspected that she was born in a concubine, and the position of princess was reserved for the princess from Chisang."
The old concubine was the adoptive mother of King Qing'an and the late emperor's concubine Qing. Concubine Qing was originally a concubine from a wealthy family, and she was very respectful of concubines.
She knew that Wen Miaoran was a concubine, so she thought her mother had lived in the Land of Fireworks and was very disapproving of the marriage. However, her son liked her but couldn't help it, so she had no choice but to agree.
But Wen Miaoran was not allowed to enter the palace gate, and she would not drink her tea.
She felt that the position of concubine was too high, and her son was so disobedient to her, which really made her very angry.
Wen Jiaojiao was also a little curious: "Concubine? Aunt Ye hasn't been straightened up yet?"
"Fuzheng?" Wen Yanxi sneered, "My good sister, it's not like you don't know what kind of character our father is. He has already been engaged to a descendant of a wealthy family in Beijing, who has been widowed for many years, and will be married soon.
It’s time to take this person back as our main wife.”
"Now that he has lost the huge help from the Xiao family, he must have new help."
Wen Jiaojiao was speechless and choked.
Su Yilian: "Chisang has been in constant civil strife these days, so he intends to marry the princess to Beiyuan. Chisang is the place under the jurisdiction of King Qing'an, so naturally it must be promised to him."
Speaking of King Qing'an, Wen Yanxi and Wen Miaoran looked at each other, both seeing some unspeakable helplessness in the other's eyes.
Then he looked at Su Yijin with sharp eyes.
Su Yijin shrank her neck and did not dare to look at them.
Wen Jiaojiao was looking at the red street in ecstasy. A red sedan passed by her sight. Suddenly, a white and thin wrist lifted the sedan curtain, revealing a clear and pure face.
It's Wen Miaoran.
Wen Jiaojiao's eyes met Wen Miaoran's. Wen Miaoran was slightly startled, lowered the curtain, and asked someone to stop the sedan.
Wen Jiaojiao's carriage was also stopped.
"Why did you stop?"
Just as Wen Yanxi and others were wondering, they heard a maid outside say: "Miss Wen Si, please get off the sedan chair and have a chat with me."
Wen Jiaojiao and Wen Yanxi looked at each other, what did Wen Miaoran want from her?