"Young grandmother, how can you seek death? It's hard to hope that the prince is back, even if he wants to marry a flat wife, but you, you may not have hope, how can you not think about it like this, woo woo woo......"

Glancing at the beautiful maid kneeling in front of the bed and crying, her eyes fell on the blue-gray coarse cloth curtain above her head, and Zhao Rongrong's eyes were dull.

She really crossed over.

She is Zhao Qingyan, a well-known private restaurant in modern times, but when she went to her underground wine cellar to check the winemaking, she accidentally fell and slipped into the big wine tank, how did she cross it as soon as she opened her eyes?

Maybe it's because the original owner's heart to seek death is too firm and she has no obsession with her body, Zhao Rongrong's acceptance of the body is quite smooth, but when she digests the memories left by her body, the whole person is even worse, without him, this woman called Zhao Qingyan is also too miserable, right?

Zhao Qingyan was originally an orphan girl, and it is said that she was sent to the Huai'en Marquis Mansion by a Taoist aunt when she was very young, and it was said that this was the lucky star of the little prince who was only seven years old at the time.

The whole of the Huai'en Hou Mansion sneered, but the old lady believed it, left Zhao Qingyan, who was only two years old at the time, and raised him carefully by his side, and raised him until he was fifteen years old.

The Wen family is well-known for their good looks, Wen Qiao is even more surprisingly handsome, and no one in the entire capital can stand out, plus the dragon and phoenix, both civil and military, Zhao Qingyan grew up with him since childhood, and he is relatively natural and deep-rooted every day, and he is ecstatic about getting married. But he never expected that the groom did not even appear in the worship hall, but directly carried a newborn child into the cave room, and directly told her that this was the eldest son of his outer room, named Wen Zichen, and would be recorded in her name in the future.

This is tantamount to a slap in the face, which instantly woke up Zhao Qingyan's dream of reconciling with her husband Jun Qinse and Ming, and raising her eyebrows. She was originally raised by the old lady to be arrogant, so she made a fuss at that time, and the wedding banquet was in chaos, and the entire Huaienhou Mansion was disgraced, Wen Qiao was angry, and she was even more disgusted with her dislike, and she went straight to the northwest to join the army that night without even a round house.

Wen Qiao has excellent ability, has repeatedly made meritorious achievements in the army, climbed up at a very fast speed, and has been promoted from a small captain to a second-rank hussar general in just three years, and is finally going to return to his hometown.

Because of the resentment in his heart, Zhao Qingyan ignored the eldest son for three years, and when he thought about it, he was either beaten or scolded, and he was so fierce and obedient that everyone in the Huaienhou Mansion hated it.

Now that Wen Qiao is about to come back, her mother-in-law, Mrs. Huaienhou, naturally can't tolerate such a low-born woman with vicious words and deeds occupying the position of her son's wife.

Because the Huaienhou Mansion did not ask Zhao Qingyan for a decree, she is not even a lady, she can only be called a young grandmother, and the flat wife is the wife of the prince as soon as she enters the door, presumably many people are also willing, but the existence of Zhao Qingyan and Wen Zichen, the eldest son of the concubine, is very eye-catching.

So Zhao Qingyan was knocked unconscious by a stuffy stick and stuffed into the carriage, and woke up again and had been thrown to a remote village on the outskirts of Beijing, saying that every day should not be called the earth and the earth is not spiritual, she only felt that life was hopeless, and she plunged into the pond behind the Zhuangzi under grief and anger, and when the servant woman on the Zhuangzi found out that it was wrong to scoop people up, the soul in the body had been replaced by a person.

Zhao Rongrong, or the current Zhao Qingyan sighed secretly, her mother-in-law didn't like it, her husband didn't love it, she brought a drag oil bottle without a round house, and when she saw her wife enter the door, she was kicked off as a broken shoe, this girl is also capable, and she made her life into a big coffee table, which is full of cups!

Especially now that these cups are going to fall on her, what a bad thing!

The little maid Luluo looked at her master's eyes and was stunned, and then thought that she had just come back from the dead, she couldn't help but feel a little hairy, swallowed her saliva, and called softly: "Young grandma, young grandma? Are you okay? ”

"I'm fine," Zhao Qingyan came back to his senses at this time, silently accepted the fact that his identity had completely changed, and suddenly remembered something, "What about Chen'er's child?" ”

Green Pothos paused, glanced at her master, and whispered a little unbearably: "Does the young grandmother want to see the little master?" Then the slave and maid went and brought him. ”

Zhao Qingyan nodded, and the pothos went out, bringing a little child back in a moment.

The child was dirty, shabby, thin and weak, and he was not well cared for at first glance, only a pair of big black grape-like eyes were bright and bright, half hiding behind the pothos, revealing half of his small head and looking at Zhao Qingyan timidly.

Obviously a three-year-old child, his body is not as strong as a two-year-old child, Zhao Qingyan, who has seen too many chubby little overlords at home in modern times, suddenly felt distressed, quickly sat up from the bed, and greeted him: "Come, come over and show your aunt, no, show your mother!" ”

She almost slipped out of her mouth when she was excited, but she narrowly changed her words.

Chen'er's eyes flashed with fear, but she still slowly walked out from behind the pothos and slowly walked to Zhao Qingyan's bed.

Zhao Qingyan raised his hand suddenly, and Chen'er suddenly shrank and reflexively hugged her head. But—

It wasn't that he was beaten on his head and face like before, but he was suddenly embraced into a soft and warm embrace.

"Hiss......" Chen'er couldn't help but gasp and covered her thin little arm.

Zhao Qingyan was stunned for a moment, reacted and hurriedly let go of him, and lifted the shabby clothes on his body in Chen'er's frightened eyes.

I saw that the small body was covered with bruises and bruises, apparently caused by frequent beatings.

Zhao Qingyan's tears couldn't help but fall all at once, he lightened his strength to avoid the injury, carefully took Chen'er into his arms again, and choked up: "Good boy, my mother used to be bad, and my mother will never let you suffer in the future!" ”

Zhao Qingyan has always hated this eldest son, seeing her like this, Lu Luo couldn't help but be a little surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Young grandmother, you, why are you ......?"

Zhao Qingyan saw her doubts, paused slightly, and then showed a wry smile as if nothing had happened:

"I've already died once, I shook around the Yama Palace, and finally understood, I'm afraid that in the future, only this child will depend on me, we are the only one to rely on each other, I am not good to him, who else should I be good to?"

This is not only said to the pothos, but also to herself.