Lovely Wife from Heaven: Husband, it's amazing

Chapter 495
What is reality?This is the reality. People are clearly bullying you, but you can only suffer. You can't resist, and you can't complain. This kind of powerlessness really makes people crazy.

Caiyun felt so aggrieved that she couldn't help crying. She didn't say that she started making children's clothes silently after the consummation of the house.

I always thought that if I suddenly got pregnant one day, I could hear the baby's cries and laughter in this small courtyard, and even the swing set that Caiyun asked Wang Xianzhi to make was for the future child.

Who would have thought that Sima Daofu would be so vicious, and he didn't know if he would have a child in the future, so how could he not be sad.

Jing Ran was beside Caiyun, but he was also full of anger, but he had nowhere to release it, what could he do?This entire Jin country belongs to their Sima family.

Jing Ran stayed with Caiyun for a whole day before returning home, and before leaving, he told Caiyun to hold back when seeing Sima Daofu in the future, and not to be impulsive.

【Princess Mansion of Yuyao】

Yunniang fled to the princess mansion to see Sima Daofu.

Sima Daofu: "Oh? Was it discovered?"

Yunniang said: "That's right, a guest came to the mansion today, she is very powerful, she took a sip of the medicine I made, and immediately recognized that it was Bizi Tang."

Sima Daofu said: "Then I really underestimated this Taoye, and I still know such a powerful person."

Tweety said: "That Taoye has someone who is proficient in medicine as a friend, it will be difficult for us to prescribe medicine in the future, and she must be very careful about what she eats in the future."

Sima Daofu said: "Why do we need to take medicine? She has taken enough medicine. I'm afraid she won't be able to give birth to a child in this lifetime. My purpose is not to kill her."

Tweety asked: "Then do you think she will tell the son-in-law about this?"

Sima Daofu sneered and said, "What's the use of her telling the son-in-law? Does she have evidence to prove that I did it? Yunniang has already escaped. Even if she can prove that I did it, what can she do? What can the son-in-law do for a Will the little concubine reconcile with me?"

Tweety nodded and said: "If this Taoye is a smart person, she would know that it's better not to talk about this matter. If things get serious, the final victim can only be herself."

Sima Daofu said: "That Taoye (Caiyun) seems to be a careless person. I'm afraid the guest today has some brains and will tell her."

In the evening, Wang Xianzhi went to Caiyun's place to spend the night. Seeing Caiyun's eyes were red, he asked, "What's wrong? What wronged you? You are so sad."

Caiyun's heart was already calm, but because of Wang Xianzhi's words, her tears started to fall again, but she still held back what Jingran told her.

What would happen if I told Wang Xianzhi?If Wang Xianzhi sits idly by, he will be the one who is sad, if Wang Xianzhi goes to seek justice for her, he will be the one who will be hurt in the end.

As far as the princess is concerned, she has nothing to lose.

Caiyun bit her lower lip with her teeth, and said, "It's nothing, Jingran came to see me today, we chatted all afternoon and then thought of Miss Xi Jia, just feeling sad for a while."

Hearing this, Wang Xianzhi hugged Caiyun and held her in his arms. This is why he insisted on marrying her as a concubine. When he missed Xi Daomao, he was not alone, because the person beside him could understand him.

Caiyun's heart softened into a puddle of water, crying more and more wronged, how much she wanted to have a child of herself and Wang Xianzhi, a child as perfect as Wang Xianzhi.

The stars are dotted, the lights are dim, and things in the world are like this. There is no such thing as perfection, but it is just compromise and concession again and again, lowering one's original expectations.

　Suddenly there are a lot of collections, I guess it is probably because the college entrance examination is over.However, this little collection is a drop in the bucket, and it can't stop me from rushing to the street. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)