Wen Jiaojiao opened the curtain and looked out. Wen Miaoran was standing there in a water-red wedding dress. Her figure seemed to always be upright, with her chin slightly raised, like a statue that could not move, just like she had before.
When the teacher called me up to answer a question, I straightened my body, which seemed a little tiring.
"Fourth sister, don't go, I'll come." Wen Yanxi said and stood up.
Wen Jiaojiao held her down and said, "I'll go."
She is the person Wen Miaoran is looking for, and he will never give up until he sees her.
Que Wu saw Wen Jiaojiao opening the curtain and getting out of the carriage, so he dismounted and walked quickly towards Wen Jiaojiao.
Just as Wen Jiaojiao's hand was about to be placed on Yuzhu's, Que Wu hugged her down.
Que Wu looked at Wen Jiaojiao with his eyes on the bride, and held her in front of her.
"Que Wu, please let me down."
Que Wu put Wen Jiaojiao in front of Wen Miaoran. Seeing that they seemed to be talking, he carefully put her down and walked aside.
Wen Miaoran looked Wen Jiaojiao up and down and found that she was not in good condition. Her usually round face looked a little swollen. Now that spring had begun, she was still dressed as if she were in winter, just like every year in the past, she
It's like this, it looks very fragile and lovable.
Wen Miaoran said to her: "Fourth sister, are you still satisfied with how I am now?"
Wen Jiaojiao frowned slightly, "You came here specifically to tell me this?"
Wen Miaoran: "Fourth sister, I couldn't help you in the past, so now I'm not living a satisfactory life. It's time for you to feel at ease."
Wen Jiaojiao: "What does it have to do with me if you are unhappy?"
Wen Miaoran reached out and grabbed Wen Jiaojiao, "Do you really, fourth sister, not know? The widow that dad wants to marry was recommended by your Xiao family. That widow didn't want to marry dad at all. It was just a ploy of your Xiao family.
In order to suppress my grandma so that daddy can’t straighten her up!”
Wen Miaoran's grip on Wen Jiaojiao's hand was a little too strong, and her swollen hand was painful from being caught.
"Let go!" Wen Jiaojiao was already feeling very uncomfortable due to physical discomfort in the past few days, and she was also in a very depressed mood.
A hand slapped Wen Miaoran's hand heavily and opened her hand.
Wen Yanxi opened Wen Jiaojiao's sleeves and took a look. Wen Miaoran grabbed a handprint on the swollen wrist.
"Pah!" Wen Yanxi slapped Wen Miaoran on the face.
"Don't think that I will give you face when you get married. Do you really think that I am afraid of you because King Qing'an is backing you?"
Wen Miaoran received this slap and laughed at herself: "Fourth sister, there are so many people protecting you, you don't need to know anything, someone will take care of everything for you, so that you can always be kind and innocent, how wonderful."
Looking at Wen Jiaojiao's red and swollen wrists, Wen Miaoran smiled, but with tears in her eyes: "What a fragile person. You are obviously so weak. You have been sick and dying since you were a child, but why are you still alive?
,Why......"
Wen Jiaojiao: "You finally said it."
Wen Miaoran murmured: "Yes, I finally said it, but those were my childhood thoughts. At that time, my mother and I only had a father. Fourth sister, you have everything, but you still want to take your father away.
"
"Stop pretending. If you want me to die, just want me to die. You can either pretend better and hide your evil a little deeper, or expose it. Why bother asking for more conscience from me? It will only make me sick.
.”
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Wen Miaoran calmly, "I really didn't know that our Xiao family found a widow to marry into the Wen family, but now that I know, what, what do you want to see my reaction?"
Wen Miaoran looked at Wen Jiaojiao and raised her brows, "Then I'm really happy. Aniang and the others are so kind to me. I'm so happy. There's nothing better than having someone to love me, someone to feel sorry for me, someone to always bear the responsibility for me, so that I can always be innocent and kind.
Happier."
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Wen Miaoran's confused look and sneered: "Do you think I will feel guilty or feel uneasy?"
"Whether I know it or not, I will never feel guilty or uneasy. This is their love and care for me. It is something you don't have, and it is something you will never get. You don't deserve it, you just don't deserve it."
Wen Jiaojiao smiled at Wen Miaoran, "I think it's very happy to be a villain, especially to you. I don't need to pretend to be innocent and kind in front of you. I'm confused, why should I
Do you feel guilty because of what happened to you mother and daughter? This is not your fault, do you deserve it?"
"Even if there were not this widow, there would be other women. Wen Tingshan would not help your mother at all. How could you be blind if you are so smart?"
Wen Miaoran's chest heaved violently as she listened to Wen Jiaojiao's words. The person in front of her was not as domineering as before, but the words she spoke were like a knife cutting into her heart.
Seeing Wen Miaoran's appearance, Wen Jiaojiao's eyes were a little disappointed, "I really thought you were some kind of powerful heroine, but you are not as cute as Xiang Wenzhu."
Wen Miaoran clenched her fists tightly, her long red armor sinking into her flesh, "Wen Ruyue, why do you..."
"Why?"
Wen Jiaojiao interrupted Wen Miaoran: "Why do you do this to me? Then I will tell you clearly today why. I rely on the Xiao family, the power of the Xiao family, and I rely on being the direct descendant."
Female, but I don’t care about this legitimate daughter. I would rather I had never been Wen Tingshan’s daughter. This kind of man is the only one you care about.”
Wen Jiaojiao took a step forward, raised his chin and looked at Wen Miaoran proudly, "My confidence has always been given to me by the Xiao family, the Wen family is nothing! What you want is what I discarded like worn-out shoes, and I have
It’s something you’ll never get.”
"You must be thinking that my talent and appearance are not as good as yours, isn't it my second sister..."
A sweet smile appeared on Wen Jiaojiao's face: "I am better-looking than you. I can carve, design hairpin rings and jewelry, and appreciate antiques and paintings. The one I brought to you from dad's house is the most precious one.
Vice, it's you who didn't cherish it, it was you who broke our sisterhood. I will always know how to cherish it better than you. This is an advantage you never have. How can I be inferior to you?"
Wen Miaoran was forced to take a step back by Wen Jiaojiao's bright eyes.
Wen Jiaojiao took Wen Yanxi's hand and said, "Look, I have a third sister. The two people you hate the most are the best sisters. Are you angry? Also, the third sister is much better than you. She is more beautiful than you."
You are knowledgeable and there is no one worse than you. Third sister's mother was also a concubine and her life in the Wen family was not better than yours. But how can she live so well now? It's really puzzling."
Wen Yanxi heard Wen Jiaojiao's words, smiled and pinched her cheek, then turned to Wen Miaoran and said coldly: "Wen Miaoran, I really don't understand what your brain is made of, you are so ridiculous, from beginning to end
You are the only one who cares about your status as a concubine."
Wen Yanxi said word by word: "Wen Miaoran, you are the only one who looks down on you."
Wen Miaoran closed her eyes and held back the tears in her eyes. She said coldly to Wen Jiaojiao: "Is this how you pretend to be innocent and cute to please them?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "Yes, yes, if I am not innocent and cute in front of them, how can I be naive and cute in front of you? Also, I never need to please anyone, so don't bother finding words to hurt me. Remember this,
You will always owe me, don’t try to take advantage of me again, next time you do, I’ll give you a slap in the face!”
"Wen Miaoran, I was kind to you and innocent and cute to you, but you broke it."
"And I will never forgive."
Wen Jiaojiao left these words and Wen Yanxi turned and left.
It was obvious that before she fell in love, she wanted to apologize to Wen Jiaojiao and regain a little bit of sisterly love, but these days when things went wrong, she couldn't help but blame her.
She just wanted to find an outlet to vent her anger.
Wen Miaoran stood there for a long time, until Xipo came to urge her, and she got on the sedan chair with tears on her face.
In the carriage, Wen Yanxi looked at the long queue to welcome the bride, and said: "It's such a huge pomp and ceremony, and even the bridegroom has never been there to greet her. Wen Miaoran has the best reputation. It seems that this marriage is very unsatisfactory for her."
Wen Jiaojiao lay on Wen Yanxi's lap with her eyes closed, "If you had it right, you wouldn't have come here to find me unhappy."
"I heard that before the appointment of King Qing'an, your eldest aunt held a flower party to entertain the nobles from the capital, including Concubine Qing. I think your eldest aunt blew the wind in the ears of Concubine Qing, and this Qing'an
The king actually listened to Concubine Qing so much that he didn’t even come to pick her up."
Wen Yanxi was very surprised. In the previous life, King Qing'an insisted on marrying Wen Miaoran regardless of all objections, and made Princess Chisang his concubine.
And Princess Chisang had a miscarriage because of her entanglement with Wen Miaoran. However, King Qing'an's heart was all about Wen Miaoran, and it didn't take long for Princess Chisang to die in depression.