At the same time, there was also earth-shattering news that the saint married his beloved little daughter, Princess Jing'an, to her husband.

In a few days, Shen Hongxuan will worship the court and become a master above one person and under ten thousand people.

How many people flattered her at the beginning, and how many ridiculed her after getting the news.

She hid in a dilapidated house with tears on her face, refusing to go out, convinced that her husband was not such an ungrateful person.

However, the heart full of anticipation is exhausted in the waiting day after day.

The husband did not come back, he did not want this family, he did not want her as a wife, and even his deceased grandmother refused to come back to pay respects.

Qinghe thought that he was probably really fed up with the hardships and hardships of poverty, so he desperately wanted to leave everything in the past and pursue wealth and glory.

In the end, it's the wrong look at him-

After being silent for a few days, in the cold eyes of her neighbors, she made an amazing move, she wanted to go to Beijing and see with her own eyes how proud that unrighteous man should be!

She sold the deed of her family's land and rushed to the capital alone.

Because of his ugly appearance, he is disgusted and ridiculed everywhere. In the early spring of March, when it was warm and cold, her old illness recurred, and she dragged her sick body to the capital for thousands of miles, leaving only half her life behind.

That day was the day when Champion Lang married the princess.

The officers and soldiers opened the way, the people saw each other off, and Shen Hongxuan, who had a handsome face, rode on a tall horse, dressed in an embroidered gold and red robe, smiling like a spring breeze, so powerful. The back is inlaid with gold and silver, and the back of the team is the dowry that stretches for several streets.

She hadn't read a book, but she happened to hear her husband talk about ten miles of red makeup.

At that time, Qinghe knew that no matter what she was, she couldn't compare to this Jing'an princess who had never met and was loved by thousands of people.

Late at night, she hid in the corner of the tall and majestic princess's mansion, staggered the palace and drums, hung festive red silk inside and outside the mansion, and the banquet was held late at night under the bright lights.

She watched as those unofficial and noble old men and ladies got into the carriage and left with the support of their subordinates.

suddenly found out that she and her husband were already two worlds.

It's just a wall, Qinghe sat silently, the cold ground couldn't match the cold in her heart, her husband got married today, and he and the princess's cave room spent candle night, how gentle should it be?

That enviable princess will enjoy treatment that she has never enjoyed.

The rooster crowed, and the golden light broke through the clouds and slowly sprinkled down the earth.

Qinghe blinked his sour eyes, and he didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The subordinates of the princess's mansion found her, and took her as a crazy woman on the street, shouting and shouting with a stick, as if dragging something disgusting, and dragged her all the way out of the street where the princess's mansion was located.

Naturally, his body was covered with scars.

However, it doesn't matter.

She was supposed to be Shen Hongxuan's main wife, but now, because of the status gap, she was regarded as a crazy woman by her subordinates and driven away in disgust.

She vomited out a mouthful of blood, and under the guidance of the people in the capital, she dragged her ruined body back to Qingcheng.

On the natural road, there was another rush, and she was robbed of what little was left, and she nested helplessly in the haystack by the roadside to keep warm.

A few days ago, I was treated like a crazy woman. Now, with shabby clothes and withered grass, isn't she a veritable crazy woman?

She looked up to the sky and smiled, her terrible whimpering like a female ghost in the night, which was extraordinarily infiltrating.

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