"Enough, how can you say that I have no feelings for you, and that I am not persecuted by others, am I not clear enough? You don't have a place that attracts me, why should I be with you? Why do I like you, see for yourself what you have in your body that is worthy of my liking. Can you be a little self-aware and go back and look in the mirror more.

No one persecuted me, no one could persecute me, I am the prime minister's son-in-law, who can threaten me? You will die of this heart, and don't pull and pull it, so as not to damage your own reputation.

Go find a different man to marry, you are just a common woman's concubine, you shouldn't have climbed our prime minister's mansion, you should find a person who is right with you to marry, instead of marrying into the prime minister's mansion, you yourself used to be the prime minister's concubine and now you don't know what to think, you dare to marry into the prime minister's mansion again, it's really shameless and skinless, and you want to fly on the branches and become a phoenix. ”

Yan Qing's words pointed directly at Jiang Rushun's sore spot.

In the past, Jiang Rushun told him that this was her concern, and she always felt that a woman, especially if she was a concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion in the past, and later was demoted to a commoner, if she remarried into the Prime Minister's Mansion, she would be laughed at.

In the past, she rejected Yan Qing like this, but Yan Qing gently explained for her, told her a lot of truths, and said that she would definitely protect her in the future and not let others gossip about her.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Yan Qing who was the first to take this sharp sword and stab Jiang Rushun in turn, and the concerns she had told him turned into a sharp knife that he stabbed at her in turn.

Jiang Rushun couldn't understand what happened to him anyway, how could he become like this overnight, her painful tears smashed on the table one by one, but she still said vaguely.

"I have no face and no skin? Who begged me to be with me, to make those vows to me, and now they don't count? How many days has it been? You weren't like this yesterday, and after one night you're like this, what's wrong with you? In the past, you never said these heavy words to me, it was you who begged my second sister and mother, it was you who begged me to marry you, but now you say that I begged, I have no face and no skin, I don't know what to do, how can you do this? ”

Jiang Rushun was completely cold, and was hurt by Yan Qing, where did the gentle and considerate Yan Qing go before? Why is it gone?

She was finally able to open her heart to him, telling her inner anguish, the grievances she had suffered in the house over the years, and then fantasizing about the blueprint of a better future that he and she had depicted, why did it become like this?

Is she really not deserving of it?

She was finally encouraged by Yan Qing to be a little confident, in the past, she was so inferior, so unspeakable, so cautious, and never dared to come forward.

Later, because Yan Qing encouraged her again and again, she actually felt that she was worthy and began to become confident, but Yan Qing suddenly slapped her into the dust and reduced her to nothing.

Did all those things he said before lie to her? Was it coaxing her?

Jiang Rushun felt a huge sense of disparity, and began to wonder which one was illusory and which one was real? How, exactly? Although Yan Qing's heart was stabbed again and again, he still wanted to keep it.