"Cheng Zhou died young, leaving me alone to serve a large family, I tried my best to support the Hou Mansion, but in the end I was still guarded by the old lady."

"After so much effort, my situation in the Hou Mansion is like walking on thin ice." Jiang Chan wiped her tears while crying.

Xie Jinghuai frowned, and heard Jiang Chan say again.

"Now that I am pregnant, I should have taken care of the baby in the inner courtyard of the deep house, but I was used by the old lady as a tool to please you."

"Today can be sent to please you, another day, will I also be given to others in exchange for greater benefits?"

Xie Jinghuai hugged Jiang Chan into his arms, and tears soaked the clothes on his chest from the corners of his eyes.

The woman's eyes were slightly red from crying, which made his heart soften.

Xie Jinghuai reached out and wanted to touch her face, but saw her trembling shoulders and dodging.

Jiang Chan's eyes were full of hatred when she looked at him, and she still remembered the tricks and teasing in her previous life.

Xie Jinghuai felt a little dull in his heart and hugged her tighter.

"You're mine."

Xie Jinghuai said in a deep voice, "As long as I, Xie Jinghuai, am still in the day, I won't let this kind of thing happen, not to mention that you have my flesh and blood in your belly, I naturally can't pity you." ”

Jiang Chan secretly sneered, and Xie Jinghuai also said the same oath in the previous life.

After learning that she had a slippery tire, Xie Jinghuai disliked her.

People who are still cherishing themselves one second can be ruthlessly ignored and abandoned in the next second.

Jiang Chan clearly remembered that Xie Jinghuai went to the concubine's courtyard without looking back, and gave thousands of favors to the concubine.

Suddenly.

Jiang Chan seemed to have returned to the winter day of that year.

The famine broke out quickly, rioted in the city, and many people were willing to sacrifice their lives for half a piece of moldy bread just for a short period of food and clothing.

The bustling streets of the past are littered with corpses and smells of rancidity.

Jiang Chan wanted Xie Jinghuai to remember some old feelings and give some food to satisfy his stomach and tide over the difficulties.

But what did she get?

In order to survive, Jiang Chan knelt in front of the regent palace for three days.

Xie Jinghuai never showed up.

Hunger and cold were a sharp blade that nearly killed her.

The closed door opened, and footsteps rang from far and near.

The skinny figure was crumbling, and Jiang Chan held herself up so that she wouldn't fall.

She hadn't eaten for several days, and she looked tired, looking up with difficulty, and hope flashed in her dark eyes.

As long as Xie Jinghuai lends a hand, she will not die.

Jiang Chan reluctantly smiled, but it was more ugly than crying.

"This is Jiang Chan?" A disgusted female voice sounded.

The smile on the corner of Jiang Chan's lips froze, and her face turned even paler.

The wind blew, she coughed twice, and her thin body staggered.

Not him.

Fang brocade clothes are different from the ragged Jiang Chan.

She looked at Jiang Chan arrogantly, "Just with your appearance, you want to let the prince make a move, and you are a fool." ”

Winter.

The cold wind is bleak, and the cold is biting.

Jiang Chan's heart also fell to the bottom, and the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was extinguished.

Her expression was a little dazed, and all the vows she made in the past were just a flash in the pan.

Bullying her, bearing her, and even humiliating the favored concubine in front of her in times of crisis.

"The prince is noble, if you can't figure it out and come back to entangle, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Fang Ori scolded coldly and left without looking back.

The door closed again, and there was silence.

Jiang Chan got up in a daze, her ears were ringing, and she couldn't hear the cries around her clearly.

The heart was blocked, the itching in the throat surged, and he was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Chan fell weakly in the corner, curled up, this dilapidated body, I don't know how long it will last.

Xu is God has eyes.

Seeing Jiang Chan's tragic appearance, before she passed by, she heard that Xie Jinghuai died in a riot in order to protect Zhao Qiqi's mother and son.

"Jiang Chan, what are you thinking!" Xie Jinghuai said dissatisfied.

Jiang Chan's thoughts were pulled back, and her expression was still a little dazed.

She frowned slightly, Xie Jinghuai was still alive, and she was also reborn.

The experience of the previous life must not be repeated, Xie Jinghuai cannot rely on it, and he can only live by himself.

Since Xie Jinghuai couldn't see her tears, he used his pity to ask Su Lianxue for it.

"Lord Wang, you know my situation in the Hou Mansion."

Jiang Chan glanced at Xie Jinghuai, she took out a handkerchief to hide her face, "I'm thinking that if something happens to my eldest brother and the pillars of the Hou Mansion fall, my situation will be even more difficult." ”

"The matter has come to this, and the prince pretended to ask for a sister-in-law, which can be regarded as fulfilling her desire to save her husband, and it can also temporarily alleviate my situation."

Xie Jinghuai said compassionately: "You say it again!" ”

Jiang Chan's fingertips sank into her palm, and she opened her mouth to Xie Jinghuai with all her strength.

"Please...... I asked for my sister-in-law tonight to fulfill her purpose. ”

Xie Jinghuai glanced at Jiang Chan deeply and sneered, "Jiang Chan, don't be too naïve, I can see your careful thoughts clearly." ”

As he spoke, he summoned the guards and ordered: "Go outside and find a widower and send him to the room of the lady of the Hou Mansion's long house, and tell him to serve him well." ”

"Yes."

The guard turned to leave.

Jiang Chan gritted her teeth, why can't this man get oil and salt!

"Don't ......"

Before Jiang Chan's words were finished, he was pressed under Xie Jinghuai, his smile deepened, his eyes fell on Jiang Chan's full lips, and his eyes couldn't help but sink.

Jiang Chan only cared about Su Lianxue being teased by the widower, so she naturally didn't notice this dangerous glint in her eyes.

Xie Jinghuai was meaningful, "Jiang Chan, what you have to care about now is yourself." ”

With a blow from the wind, the curtains fell, and the candles in the house flickered.

The night is deep.

The bright moon looked at the beautiful room, and hid behind the clouds shyly.

sub-hours.

Jiang Chan was sent back to the Hou Mansion, sleeping very sweetly on the brocade quilt, and did not pay attention to the noise outside the courtyard.

Su Lianxue was sent back by the people of the Regent's Palace, with only a brocade quilt rolled up in her body.

The old lady angrily dropped the vase in the room, "How can this be, the person who sent it is clearly Jiang Chan, how did she become the daughter-in-law of the long house!" ”

Mama Yang handed over the teacup, "Don't worry, old lady, I'm afraid this matter will have nothing to do with the eldest lady in the second room." ”

The old lady said viciously: "It must be her, otherwise who else can send the daughter-in-law of the long house to Xie Jinghuai's bed?" ”

"If the old body doesn't teach her some lessons today, Jiang Chan won't turn the Hou Mansion upside down another day?"

The old lady slammed the door angrily, but she pounced.

Ruyi Pavilion does not have Jiang Chan's figure.

Mama Yang reminded, "Xu went to the lady of the long house." ”

The two hurriedly went to the river tracing courtyard again, but they didn't see Jiang Chan.

The old lady just wanted to leave, and the maid hurried into the courtyard.

"Old lady! The second lady is here! ”

The old lady's face turned blue and purple for a while, and she gritted her teeth, "It's just in time, I was looking for her for a long time, but I sent it to the door by myself." ”

Jiang Chan walked into the courtyard with a medicine bag in her hand, and saw the old lady pretending to be surprised, "Mother, why are you here, but you came to visit your sister-in-law?" ”

"Visit?" The old lady came to Jiang Chan with a fierce attitude, "You know best why the daughter-in-law of the long house is here today." ”