On this night, it was already midnight, in the upper dormitory of Changping Jun's Mansion, the candles were bright, and a group of maids were serving Mrs. Chu to put on makeup and dress up.

On the dressing table, there were all kinds of jewelry, and a maid dressed in navy blue clothes chose a hair ornament and handed it to Mrs. Chu.

"Madame......" she put the hair ornament in her hand and bowed her head and handed it to Madame.

Mrs. Chu turned her head to look at it and did not answer the maid. And she could only keep that posture all the time, not daring to move.

At this time, a maid who was about forty years old walked in, bowed down and saluted Mrs. Chu, and then said cautiously, "Madam, I'm afraid my lord won't come tonight." ”

When Mrs. Chu heard this, her heart felt like she had been pricked by a needle, and her heart ached. During the day, there was a sensation in the house, and almost all the people who could use it were used, just to make a woman laugh.

But the husband has never been so concerned about himself, and when Mrs. Chu thought of this, she couldn't help but hate that strange woman.

She looked at the room full of jewelry, gold and silver jewelry, everything. Mrs. Chu looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and her thin eyebrows were even more abrupt under her thin cheeks. The fair skin had long been replaced by a miserable white countenance, and the vermilion lips had become a little purple.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind. But she couldn't, and once the hatred arose, she had to find a way to vent it in order to halve it.

"Bang!" A sudden sound frightened the maids in the house.

Mrs. Chu threw the jewelry on the dressing table and the bronze mirror on the ground together, and the maids were terrified and did not dare to make a sound.

"I didn't expect that I, the lady I am marrying, can't compare to this low-status maid?" Mrs. Chu laughed miserably.

The maid in charge beside Mrs. Chu stepped forward and persuaded, "Madam, pay attention to your body." ”

"He never paid attention to me, I lived like a walking corpse, no one loved me, no one pitied me." Mrs. Chu was a little lonely and sad at this time.

It has been ten years since she married into this mansion, and in the past ten years, her husband has never looked at her directly, and sometimes Mrs. Chu really doesn't know what is wrong with her, so that he hates herself so much.

She also thought of many ways to keep her husband's heart, but they all failed, and the people around her said that men care about the power in their hands, and they don't care about this so-called feeling, and at that time she was still stupid to believe these so-called comforting words.

However, from today onwards, she woke up, completely woke up, it turned out that the truth was not like this, he would also attach importance to feelings, and he would spend a lot of money to transplant the peach blossoms in the yard for the sake of a woman, just for that woman.

"The slave maid has inquired, and this woman was brought back from the prince's mansion." The maid in charge said cautiously, and the eyes in the corner of her eyes observed Mrs. Chu's expression.

"The Prince's Mansion? The Lord has always been at odds with His Royal Highness, how could he bring back a woman from the Prince's Mansion? "Mrs. Chu still knows about these relationships, she wanted to keep her husband's heart, and she still spent some money to inquire about these relationships between the court and the central government.

"It seems that this woman's identity is not simple." The maid said softly.

"So, I'd be interested in meeting this woman." Mrs. Chu looked at the empty dormitory, and her hatred did not disappear, but deepened.

The maid in charge made a look, and the maids around her hurriedly cleaned up the mess on the ground, this Mrs. Chu was in a bad mood, and the maids all suffered, only by waiting for a good master, this day would be better.

The soothing incense was lit in the dormitory, and the whole room was filled with a strong fragrance, but tonight, this soothing incense did not have a slight, and Mrs. Chu felt a splitting headache.

It's been ten years since she married into this house, but her husband still doesn't want to see her, and today she suddenly heard that her husband spent so much trouble for a woman, and she really couldn't bear this breath.

It's been ten years, and in these ten years, she has done a lot of things to try to make Changpingjun change her opinion of her, but ......

After all, he sees himself as air, and she really doesn't want to live such a day. In the eyes of others, she is a person who lives a fine life of fine clothes and food, but no one can understand the pain in her heart.

In ancient times, the fate of women could not be in their own hands, and in this era, the status of women was very low, whether they were women in the aristocracy or ordinary people, they were only accessories around men. If even the husband doesn't value himself, then even the accessories are not as good.

Thinking of this, the hatred in Mrs. Chu's heart became heavier and heavier, and this hatred can make people lose their minds, become terrible, and be cold-blooded and ruthless.