The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

Long before his marriage, he had a lover hidden deep in his heart, but because the woman was of humble origin and failed to gain Mrs. Pei's approval, Pei Yu had no choice but to marry Sheng Junwei.

They speculated that Sheng Junwei's current tough attitude was simply because she had not yet noticed the existence of that woman.

Once the truth comes out, when she knows that the woman is the one Pei Yu is obsessed with, and even when there is a rumor that the mysterious man who was taken to see a doctor by Pei Yu himself a few days ago is that woman, Sheng Junwei will suffer a fatal blow.

At that time, faced with the scandal, what else could she do except seek help from her parents' family?

At this moment, Yu Sanlang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had a solemn expression and a frown on his face. His tone was gentle but firm: "No matter what, she is our biological sister. I think we should take the initiative to talk to my brother-in-law and give him a warning."

"After all, there is a world of difference between lovers outside the mansion and wives and concubines inside the mansion." His words slowly drifted in the air, like a heavy sigh. "No matter how favored those concubines in the mansion are on weekdays, in the end, they are just puppets in the hands of the mistress. How can they be compared with the status of the principal wife?"

However, if a woman is kept as a mistress outside, although this does sound unethical, it also reveals the unshakable position of this woman in the man's heart.

Sheng Mingtao sneered when he heard this: "Warning? What warning? What virtue or ability does that woman have that deserves our brothers from the Sheng family to personally teach her a lesson? Does she deserve it?"

Yu Silang on the side did not respond, but just nodded slightly, with approval in his eyes. It was obvious that his thoughts were exactly the same as his brother's.

Sheng Mingtao's eyes fell on Sheng Ruijiao, who looked dazed, and he patted his chest and assured her, "Ruijiao, don't worry. This time, we brothers will definitely help you get rid of this anger and put a damper on that woman's prestige. Let her know that our Sheng family is not to be trifled with!"

Sheng Ruijiao's mind was in a state of confusion before this, and she was immersed in her own world, and was completely unaware of their heated discussion.

She sneered inwardly, even if that woman lived again, so what?

In this battle about dignity and happiness, Sheng Ruijiao will definitely not lose!

The future prince Zheng Yiyang is destined to be in her pocket, and no one can take him away!

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Sheng Junwei had never expected that she would, on this rare occasion, put aside her worldly affairs and go out for a leisurely stroll, but by some strange coincidence, she would come across this scene.

Those harsh words were like sharp arrows piercing the air, piercing her eardrums and breaking her peace.

Not far away, two people, one standing and one sitting, one had an upright posture, with a modest and gentlemanly look between his brows. That was Pei Yu.

The other one was sitting in a wheelchair, with a gentle and elegant temperament mixed with morbid weakness. He was the third son of the Sheng family and Sheng Junwei's nominal third brother - Sheng Mingfeng.

The topic of their conversation was exactly Sheng Junwei, who was hiding in the dark at the moment.

Sheng Mingfeng, a name that was once famous in the capital for his talent and intelligence, is now shrouded in a layer of sadness due to the ruthless tricks of fate.

When he was twelve years old, a sudden serious illness hit him like a storm. Although it did not take his life, it cruelly deprived him of the right to walk. From then on, he could only use a wheelchair to get around. His former elegance was worn away by the years and he became increasingly sickly and weak.

Compared with Pei Yu, he was less confident and calm, and more melancholy and indifference caused by his illness.

In her previous life, Sheng Junwei felt deep pity and guilt for this brother with whom she had a deep brotherly love.

She tried her best and visited many famous doctors to try to find a way to cure Sheng Mingfeng's legs.

Just when all preparations were about to get on track and the dawn of hope seemed within reach, fate once again played a cruel joke on her.

She was forced to marry Zheng Yiyang and go far away from the capital to the border.

Before leaving, she entrusted the carefully prepared treatment plan to someone else and personally delivered it to Sheng Mingfeng, hoping that this prescription, full of concern and hope, could bring him a new life.

However, what is heartbreaking is that Sheng Mingfeng is skeptical about this prescription.

Perhaps it was because of the long-term illness that made him lose confidence in recovery, or perhaps he was suspicious of his sister's sudden change.

In any case, he finally chose to burn the prescription, letting the burning flames devour Sheng Junwei's expectations and efforts.

When she returned after more than a decade away from the capital, Sheng Mingfeng was still sitting quietly in the familiar wheelchair. Time seemed to have stopped for him, except that his deep eyes showed a hint of oldness and indifference.

At that moment, what surged in Sheng Junwei's heart was not only disappointment, but also endless confusion and sadness.

In the Sheng family, Yu Sanlang, the brother who always cares for Sheng Junwei, is a ray of warm sunshine in her heart, both in the past life and this life.

Although he didn't say much, every word was full of affection.

At this moment, the conversation between Pei Yu and Sheng Mingfeng was heard from the front.

Pei Yu looked a little embarrassed. The entanglement between the three of them was too complicated to be explained in a short time. Facing Sheng Mingfeng's questioning, he could only respond honestly: "Don't worry, Third Brother, Jun Wei is living well in my Pei family. Since she married me, I have never done anything to let her down."

These words echoed in the air, as if announcing to the world that his feelings towards Sheng Junwei remained consistent.

Although Sheng Mingfeng had heard some rumors about Pei Yu, his knowledge of him was limited after all. Hearing Pei Yu's solemn promise, he chose to believe it and nodded slightly.

He politely declined Pei Yu's invitation to come into the mansion, and ordered someone to push his wheelchair, slowly walking towards the Sheng Mansion.

Sheng Junwei did not show up, but hid quietly in the dark, watching Yu Sanlang's figure gradually disappear at the end of her sight.

Her eyes were full of gloom, reflecting the regret for not being able to fulfill her wish in her previous life, and the deep confusion as to why Sheng Mingfeng did not believe in her.

The question she hadn't asked yet echoed in her mind: "Third brother, why didn't you trust me? Why did you burn the prescription I sent you? By then, I had become famous and was no longer the little girl who was not trusted."

At this moment, the setting sun was shining, and the afterglow fell on Sheng Junwei's face, reflecting her determined yet confused eyes.

She knew that some things could not be undone and some questions might never have answers.

Pei Yu did not notice the figure staring at him quietly from the door behind him.

He bowed solemnly to Yu Sanlang and said goodbye earnestly. Then, he walked quickly to the end of the street with a clear goal - to go somewhere to deliver a talisman.

Sheng Junwei knew his destination very well. She had originally been in a leisurely mood, but at this moment she suddenly lost interest in strolling on the street. She turned around resolutely and went straight back to Yunyi Pavilion.

Stepping into Yunyi Pavilion, Sheng Junwei felt mixed emotions. She had no intention of immersing herself in the path of cultivation to seek spiritual sustenance, nor did she have the slightest appetite. She let the aroma of the delicacies fill the table, but she had no intention of tasting them.