The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

Liu Shuyi looked at Miao quietly - the woman who took her mother's place and was not even older than herself.

But although she was young, she was resourceful. No one knew how she managed to make a great earl condescend to marry her, a merchant's daughter, as his legal wife. Every time Liu Shuyi saw Miao wearing the clothes that should have belonged to her mother, she wanted to have someone skin her alive.

"When you leave the palace, tell father that I was tricked by that bitch Xu. She dared to frame me for her miscarriage. Your Majesty and the Queen were also deceived by her. When you return home, tell father this and ask him to think of a way to save the Liu family."

Although Liu Shuyi was a little slow to react in this regard, she knew that she could not tell anyone about Concubine Deng. If she did not tell anyone, she might have a chance to save her life. If she did, she and Miao would probably die on the spot today.

"Ah!" Miao was frightened and screamed, "This... Madam, how could you do such a thing?!"

"You stupid woman!" Liu Shuyi was furious at her blunt words. "I said that I was framed by that bitch... Miao, you don't think that since you are my father's second wife, you have the right to discipline me, the original wife's legitimate child, right?"

Her eyes were cold, and Miao shrank her head subconsciously - Miao's father had many daughters, and if she didn't want to marry, he would naturally marry another sister; and she agreed to marry because she wanted Shunyi Bo to die early so that she could become the old lady of the Earl's Mansion. This would not only elevate her status, but also allow her to have a stable second half of her life. She would only have to serve the old man for a few years. If this deal was successful, she would certainly make money.

And if she could not marry Shunyi Bo, her father might give her to another older senior official or someone with special hobbies one day. Miao could only choose a relatively better one from a bunch of bad things.

Although Miao thought so in her heart to comfort herself who had no more choices, she was after all just a young girl from a merchant family who was despised by the circle of scholars and high-ranking officials. In her heart, she actually always had some respect and fear for everything in Shunyi Marquis's Mansion.

The eldest young master, who had been deposed as the crown prince, spent all day drinking at home and quarreling with the eldest young mistress. She didn't dare to intervene and could only pretend to be ignorant, like a docile and well-behaved little animal nestling at the feet of Marquis Shunyi. Everything she did and thought was in line with this man's intentions. No matter what he did to her, she had to endure it with a smile.

Although such days were a little sad, it was an Earl's Mansion after all, and Miao knew how to use the wealth of the Mansion to comfort herself and treat herself well. And now, the most honorable aunt of the Earl of Shunyi Mansion, who was the Queen, said these words. Wasn't she trying to tell her that the only wealth she could enjoy now might be gone soon?

Miao's head was buzzing with "oh" sounds, and she didn't care about the fear of "noble lady" engraved in her bones: "Your Majesty, it's not your majesty... your majesty didn't mean that. It's just that I heard that you have just regained your favor, and life at home has become much better. The prince is also looking for a marriage... Suddenly this happened, your majesty... your majesty..."

She was so upset that she almost cried.

This Earl’s family is rich, but why is it so unsolid?

The queen is such a noble person, how could... I don't know if it's true as she said, that she was not smart enough and was framed, or if she herself harmed someone and was caught, and she is too embarrassed to tell the truth to her stepmother...

Miao mourned the passing of her wealthy and prosperous second half of life.

Liu Shuyi sensitively grasped a point in her words: "The prince is looking for a marriage?!"

"I am already in heavy mourning for my grandmother and my mother, how can he talk about marriage!!!" Liu Shuyi was already very dissatisfied with the fact that Marquis Shunyi hastily married a new wife during the hundred-day mourning period for his grandmother. Suddenly, she heard that her illegitimate younger brother, who had taken over her elder brother's position as the Crown Prince, was asking for marriage at such a time. Her pent-up anger suddenly erupted towards Miao.

"What qualifications does he have to propose marriage, this unfilial and unfraternal thing!" Liu Shuyi suddenly pushed down a shelf next to her.

A small copper incense burner rolled down from the shelf and landed beside Miao's legs. Miao came to her senses when she heard the sound and said in a flattering tone, "... before she passed away, the old lady personally told me to find a marriage for my grandson as soon as possible. Besides, we are just looking at the marriage first, not getting married in a filial piety ceremony. Even if outsiders knew about it, they would not be able to say anything."

"How dare you!" Liu Shuyi stood up suddenly and strode to Miao's side.

Miao immediately raised her arms to protect her head and face.

Liu Shuyi's voice was filled with increasing anger: "It's one thing for grandma to leave some words behind, but he's still mourning for his mother! He's not even willing to wear mourning for his stepmother?!"

"If he just says he doesn't want to, will his father force him to go?!" Liu Shuyi swung her sleeves vigorously, and the tassels hanging from the cuffs hit Miao's arm.

Under her arms was her carefully protected face. Miao suppressed her anger and asked cautiously, "Madam, this... His Majesty hasn't said how to deal with us. Does he still have feelings for you? Can you go and ask His Majesty to at least wait until the bride comes before doing anything to our family, whether it's a salary deduction or a reduction of title, otherwise the prince won't be able to marry a good wife."

These uncivilized and even vulgar words in Liu Shuyi's eyes once again added fuel to the anger in her heart. Liu Luohua, who had already made up her mind to control her temper to show that she was completely different from the original "Liu Shuyi", kicked Miao without thinking because of this anger.

Although she did not take the path of body training, she had absorbed spiritual energy for a period of time to recuperate. The force of this kick was not something a frail woman like Miao could withstand.

The latter cried out in pain and was kicked over, and the arms that were protecting his head and face felt a burning pain.

"He is nothing but a bastard! His biological mother was just a concubine! She just gave birth to my mother's children!" Liu Shuyi pointed at Miao, "My mother is the real mistress of the Shunyi Marquis's Mansion! All the children in the family belong to her, and the prince only has that one mother. His mother passed away, and he didn't observe mourning. What qualifications does he have to hold on to the position of prince?!"

After being kicked, Miao got up weakly and looked at the furious Liu Shuyi. She should have been afraid, but for some reason she was not so afraid at this moment. Instead, she felt that Liu Shuyi was no different from an ordinary peasant woman when she was throwing a tantrum.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Let the queen know that your mother has long been divorced by the uncle. Not to mention the prince, even you and the eldest young master, her two biological children, cannot observe mourning for her!"

Miao got up from the ground with trembling legs: "If you and the eldest young master are willing to change your surname to Hong, you can guard your biological mother... Haha, what do you mean all the children in the mansion belong to her? I... I, the current mistress, don't dare to say such a thing. They are all Liu's blood, the flesh and blood of the uncle!"