With a small face with teardrops, between his eyebrows and a man, General Zhu looked at his beloved daughter, and his heart softened slightly. Guizhu Country, a semi-feudal country, has the granddaughter of the General's Mansion, Zhu Yanxi, who has her father's extreme favor, perhaps all due to the continuation of his love for his wife.

Twenty years ago, Zhu Longqing, the general of Zhu, was just a small escort, and when he returned to the field, he happened to meet Na Yun'er, an arrogant and stubborn talented woman, who quickly attracted the attention of this big boss, approached shyly, pursued clumsily, and silently guarded, making Na Yun'er desperate to fall in love with him.

At that time, Na Yun'er, as the first beauty and talented woman in Guizhu Country, was arrogant, and there was no shortage of outstanding people around her, whether it was a prominent royal noble, or a wealthy family, or even a wealthy businessman, she failed to impress Na Yun'er's heart, and Zhu Longqing, a big old man, had no power and no power, but with straightforwardness and perseverance, he gradually attracted Na Yun'er's attention.

There are too many high-quality men around her, cheesy politeness, and high-sounding sweet words, which make Na Yun'er fall in love with this unadorned and outspoken man's frankness.

Without strong financial resources, the man smiled for Bojiaren, the jade quarried deep in the mountains, the hosta polished day and night, and the sworn affection, which made Na Yun'er pay since her heart, how many people regretted it, and how many people were puzzled.

Overcoming the obstacles of her parents, that day, Na Yun'er wore a fiery wedding dress and married into the Zhu Mansion.

Zhu Longqing's career, in the Na family's intentional thrust, a piece of light, within a few years, Zhu Longqing's great achievements in the battlefield, coupled with the Nafu dots, the general's mansion was completed, but Mrs. Zhu's gradual thirst for her grandson made her own initiative to accept a second concubine for Zhu Longqing, and Na Yun'er, who was crying silently, could only follow her mother-in-law's will and watch her husband walk into other women's rooms.

Love will make people lose themselves, a proud woman like Nayun'er constantly comforts herself, and her husband's heart is on her side, which is enough, not to mention, three wives and four concubines are understandable.

Under Zhu Longqing's intentional arrangement, only Na Yun'er gave birth to a daughter for herself, and the patriarchal old lady put pressure on Na Yun'er again, and in desperation, Na Yun'er accepted three rooms for her husband.

The world always likes to play tricks on people, not long after the entry of the third room, Na Yun'er was pregnant again, and the struggle between the second room and the third room also quietly started, for the unforgiving second aunt, Na Yun'er obviously stood on the side of the third aunt who was only promised, and her husband also stayed in the third room courtyard because of this.

Ten years have passed in a hurry, and the young love has also changed in time, and the young and beautiful second and third rooms have also begun to occupy a place in Zhu Longqing's heart, although Zhu Longqing is still affectionate to his wife, but this love has never been shared.

The bitterness in her heart, Na Yun'er's occasional temper, and the raising of her children gradually took up most of her energy, and the love between husband and wife has long been much less, on the other hand, the second aunt is too understanding, the third aunt is too graceful, and Zhu Longqing's heart has been divided into several pieces.

Despite this, in order to ensure the status of his wife, Zhu Longqing never allowed the concubine to conceive his own children, and for a man and a woman, Zhu Longqing doted on his baby daughter.

"Crunch~" The small palm pushed open the door, and when she saw her mother, Zhu Yanxi's pink little body hurriedly ran away.

"Mother~" childish voice, big watery eyes, small mouth, stunned to look at the glamorous mother.

Looking at her lovely daughter, Na Yun'er's strength broke the embankment in an instant, and she hugged her daughter tightly, tears falling like rain.

"If your mother doesn't cry, Yan'er will be well-behaved." The ten-year-old girl naively thought that it was her naughtiness that made her mother sad, and her small palm wiped away her tears for Na Yun'er.

"Yan'er, be good, listen to what your mother said, whether you understand it or not, you must remember your mother's words and know the Tao?" Nayun'er looked at her daughter earnestly.

The little head nodded solemnly.

"Good boy, you are still young now, remember, no one can believe it except yourself, and love, love is the most likely thing for women to lose their nature and bottom line, if you can't bear the scars, don't touch it, remember?"

Although he didn't understand, Yan Xiren silently memorized his mother's words.

"Also, Yan'er, my younger brother is still young, in the future, you can't bully your younger brother, when you grow up, your mother will believe it, no matter how unbearable the gossip is, my Yan'er will definitely believe in my mother and seek justice for my mother."

"Mother, what do you have to remember for Yan'er, when Yan'er grows up, isn't it good for my mother to tell Yan'er?"

"Yan'er, my mother has more important things to do, you must, you have to remember your mother's words well, do you know the way? Also, when you're ready, come here again and see what your mother gave you, remember? Na Yun'er pointed to a certain place, and gave a thousand instructions.

"Mother, Yan'er remembers."

"Good boy." The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, and that night, Na Yun'er secretly let go of the scholar, a pair of scissors, cut off three thousand troubled silks, a hairpin, a beautiful face, a glass of bitter wine, and ended the beautiful voice, leaving no room for anything.

The decisive letter, a few beautiful words: All the connections with the king are broken today.