Family Has a Concubine

Liang Wang Shuili's phoenix eyes fell on her little face, and she bowed her head with a guilty conscience.

King Liang stretched out his hand and flipped over her burrowing cloak, and finally dragged out the small embroidery basket, only to see a large plate full of knots.

Zhao Ying was surprised, glanced at him, and whispered: "I'm just playing."

"Is it fun?" Liang Wangzhu hooked his lips.

Zhao Ying prayed: "It's okay." As she said, she took the basket boldly, picked up a butterfly, a plum blossom, and a willow leaf, "I will do three things..."

Said and looked at him eagerly.

Liang Wangyanli's eyebrows were cold: "What are you doing with these?"

Zhao Ying bowed her head: "Sister Tang will be moved in a few days. She asked me to come and give it to her."

While talking, glanced at him.

Liang Wangjun's face sank, he picked up the small basket and threw it out, and it fell on the small stove. The small rattan basket burned quickly.

"Ah, my Luozi—" Zhao Yingqi screamed and rushed forward, reaching out to grab it back.

No, Wang Liang grabbed her hand and threw her on the couch.

Zhao Ying snorted in pain, and hurriedly got up again. Seeing that the small basket had been engulfed by the fire, she was all in a daze. When she looked up, she saw Wang Liang's thin, cool gaze falling on her.

Zhao Yingqi was taken aback, and her heart became cold every inch.

"Do you know what this king hates you most?" Liang Wang said coldly: "That is because he thinks that he works very hard and he can be worthy of this king."

Zhao Ying was surprised: "No, I..."

Before speaking, King Liang had already turned and left.

Seeing the team’s back and watching the basket still burning on the stove, Zhao Ying’s mouth was flat, and tears kept falling.

But there was nothing he could do, and he could only tuck his knees in a corner and watch those things burn out.

She didn't deserve it, she knew it from a very young age.

When she first entered the palace, she was only four years old, but she also had the knowledge of the rich and the poor.

Although the memory is very vague, I still remember several brothers and sisters when I was young, and they didn't even ate a lot. The family was very small and broken, and I no longer remember what the house and environment looked like.

I only remember the shock of seeing those dazzling arrays when I entered the palace for the first time.

After entering the palace, there are beautiful clothes to wear and delicious food.

The first time she saw him, she only remembered that he was an overly beautiful little brother, sitting on the bed, looking at her with disgust and fierce eyes.

The mother said: "The little princess is happy for the little prince. It is a husband and wife. You have to sleep on the same bed to be like a husband and wife, so that you can better help the prince."

So she slept with him since she was a child.

But at night the mother took her to the bed, turned around, and he kicked her under the bed.

A look of disgust and hatred, thorns all over his body: "Go away, this king won't sleep with you."

She fell so loudly that she cried: "Grandma! Grandma!"

The mother outside rushed in and frowned when she saw this. Just about to say something, he grabbed the porcelain pillow on the bed and threw it on the ground: "Go!"

The mother didn't say much, turned and left.

Zhao Ying was so helpless, she cried more fiercely.

He was furious: "Don't cry."

She was so frightened that she shed tears.

He glanced at her in disgust, then lay down.

She was standing there, he would not let her sleep on the couch, and the eunuchs and mothers outside were all afraid of him.

From then on, she realized that she was inferior here.

He slept soundly in the bed, and the little girl stood there cold and helpless.

It happened to be the twelfth lunar month, and there was thick snow on the outside. Although there was a brazier in the house, she was still shivering with the cold and to death.

She stood in the corner and dared not move, and stood there until early the next morning.

Early the next morning, the two of them were taken to Fengyi Palace after washing.

There, Emperor Zhengxuan said he had a meal, which made him stop kicking her out of bed.

When she was a child, she was not very sensible, and she wanted to kiss someone who was kind to her.

Once Queen Zheng called her to Fengyi Palace, brought her delicious food, and asked Liang Wang what he usually likes to eat.

She said that he likes to eat sweet-steamed rose cake, and then Empress Zheng smiled and asked her to take some back for him to eat.

Who knows, he didn't pick up her things, and he scolded her for being careful, and his eyes were cold when he looked at her.

Although she doesn't know what a small work is, she knows that it must not be a good thing. I never dared to take anything from Queen Zheng again.

But he still hates her. He usually hits her on the head, pulls her braids, and pulls the bag on her head.

But the bag on her head is his thing, no one can touch it.

Once the prince touched him, he directly pushed the person into the water. It was cold and sick for half a month in the winter, but the emperor still held him high and coaxed him.

She seemed to be doing everything wrong and was not allowed.

When she was young, she and him went to school with a large group of clan children.

Once she played the piano well, her husband and classmates praised her, and her husband gave her a new score and let her play this tomorrow. Who knew that he deliberately tuned her strings wrong, making her ugly.

He had never looked down on her before, and felt that she was not worthy of him, even if she worked hard in that direction.

The basket in the brazier in front of me was burnt out, and the fire was out.

Zhao Yingqi looked dazed, and lowered her head: "I didn't do it for you... I did it for Sister Tang..."

But even if I think so, I still feel uncomfortable and can only cry.

I don't know how many times, she wants to escape this cage, never want to see him again, never want to be bullied by him again.

…

The weather is getting colder and colder, and winter clothes are about to be worn in the capital.

October 13th, the housewarming of Zhenxihou Mansion.

Prior to this, Ye Tangcai had ordered someone to move her dowry and some important things in Qiong Mingxuan.

At that time, watching people moving in and out, Chu Miaoshu and Qin were standing on a water pavilion not far away, watching the busy people, they smiled coldly: "What's so rare, it's just a mansion."

"Haha." Sitting on the vermilion bench, Qin's eyes were full of disdain.

Her sister-in-law will be a side concubine in a few days, so does she need that cheap seed?

"In a few days, you will also move to Jinglong Street." Qin said, looking at Chu Miaoshu with affection.

Chu Miaoshu's face was red, but he couldn't hide his expression. The Prince's Mansion is also on Jinglong Street! And it was built more grandiose than this Houfu's. Then he sighed slightly: "It's a pity that I couldn't attend the housewarming day."

Otherwise, people will envy her.

"There are still seven days left before you get married, you, you can't go out, otherwise you won't be profitable." Qin said with a smile.

On the day of the move, Zhenxihou Mansion was very happy.

The courtiers who had come, all came in rush to visit the newly repaired Hou Mansion everywhere.

I saw the pavilions and terraces in the Hou Mansion were scattered, with exotic flowers and grasses everywhere, prosperous and exquisite, and there were many courtyards. The Neihu in the mansion has a beautiful scenery.