Emperor Wu was imprisoned for three years.

A slender figure in a black cloak crept in.

The fair-skinned jade fingers lifted the hood, revealing the woman's young and feminine face.

She slowly stepped outside the cell door, took out a letter, looked at the young woman with her hair scattered inside, and said, "Murong Xiang, this is a letter of resignation written to you by your husband, and from now on, you have nothing to do with the Jiang family." ”

The stark eyes of the woman in the prison finally gained a hint of focus.

Murong Xiang raised his head slowly, with undisguised hatred in his eyes, "Zhao Rou, you don't have to die well, Xiaobao is only three years old, you deliberately created an incident to anger a three-year-old child, calculating Xiaobao everywhere, causing Xiaobao to die at such a young age, how can you bear it?" ”

"Xiang'er, calm down, you don't have to talk much to this femme fatale." Mrs. Murong, who was also in the same prison, persuaded her, with resentment in her eyes.

"Am I a femme fatale? I'm just a weak woman, if you want to blame it, blame your most beloved husband, he took me back to Jiang's house! Ah, how did you forget, now he's no longer your husband. Zhao Rou smiled mockingly, threw it casually, and threw the envelope between the stakes of the cell door.

Glancing at the extremely down-and-out Murong Xiang, her soft face showed disdain, and she sneered, "Murong Xiang, you are so desperate to plan everything for your husband, but in the end you were framed and betrayed by the person you love the most, you probably wouldn't have dreamed that you would end up today, right?" ”

Murong Xiang clenched her fists and regretted not being at the beginning.

The Murong family is the richest man in Beijing, and every year he will spend thousands of family fortunes to help the poor people in Beijing, and he has a very high reputation in Beijing and even in the entire Yunxia Kingdom.

The Jiang family can only be regarded as ordinary merchants in Beijing, and it is not only a big difference compared to the Murong family.

At a Shangyuan Lantern Festival, she met Jiang Yuanfeng, the concubine of the Jiang family, and was moved by his gentleness and infatuation, and did not mind his identity as a concubine marrying him as his wife.

After that, she was even more desperate to help him win the position of the head of the Jiang family, expand the business territory of the Jiang family, and compete for the imperial business.

Outsiders only thought that everything was calculated by her, but they didn't know that she just bore all the infamy for him, and also ruined the good reputation that the Murong family had accumulated for a hundred years.

When all the dust settled, her husband entered the door with a big belly Zhao Rou.

He said: "Xiang'er, Rourou is the only woman I love most in my life. ”

Only then did she realize that from the moment they met, everything was all his calculations.

Zhao Rou is the youngest daughter of the Wupin military attache in Beijing, and Jiang Yuanfeng is in love, but she dislikes Jiang Yuanfeng's identity as a concubine, and later saw that Jiang Yuanfeng married her, the only daughter of the richest man in Beijing, so she turned back to him.

The two have been secretly dating for a long time, and the Jiang family even knows about the grandmother who sweeps the floor, so they hide it from her.

Now that he had everything, he didn't need her anymore, so he brought it back.

She and Zhao Rou happened to give birth on the same day.

She almost lost her life in childbirth, but her husband was by Zhao Rou's side.

Even if that woman gave birth to a daughter, he still protected and spoiled her like a treasure.

And the son she gave birth to was far less important than his daughter.

If it weren't for the fact that the second elder of the Jiang family attached importance to his grandson, and he didn't agree to divorce his wife because of his status as the richest man in the Murong family, he was afraid that she would be swept out of the house as soon as the child was born.

After his son was born, he stayed by Zhao Rou's side all day long, and never came to her again.

A year later, Zhao Rou added another pair of sons, which made the second elder of the Jiang family happily close their mouths.

Although she has no name or division, she will not delay her from spreading the branches of the Jiang family.

From that time on, they were thinking about how to get rid of her original match, so that Zhao Routeng could have a place.

Xiaobao felt sorry for her mother, and couldn't stand Zhao Rou's provocation, and bumped into her a few words, and was slapped by Jiang Yuanfeng so that the corners of her mouth bled out.

Zhao Rou's daughter was pampered and lawless, and she wanted to avenge her mother, so she rushed up and pushed Xiaobao hard.

Xiaobao's head hit the rockery stone, and it was gone in a moment.

No one in the Jiang family was sad, and everyone protected Zhao Rou's mother and daughter, for fear that she would attack Zhao Rou's mother and daughter and their newborn twin sons, so they hired dozens of guards to guard them day and night.

She heard the family laughing happily, celebrating a pair of newborn sons for 100 days, setting off firecrackers, drinking good wine, and her son was still cold.