The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Chapter 1 Tragic Death in the Marquis' Mansion

The twenty-first year of Xuanhe.

The winter is extremely cold, with raging winds and snow, and all things are trembling in the icy winter.

The leaves are withering, the branches are empty, the dead leaves are swaying in the cold wind, it is a desolate scene.

In the dilapidated courtyard, Jiang Wanqing, who was only 33 years old, huddled in the corner of the bed like a withered old woman.

The bedding was still the thin quilt used in midsummer.

But it could not hide the pain of the cold wind blowing through the broken window and blowing on the broken limbs.

On the street across the wall, Zhou Musheng, who had won the top spot in the imperial examination, was parading on a horse, wearing top-ranking scholar's uniform, top-ranking scholar's hat, holding a top-ranking scholar's fan, with a look of joy and pride on his face.

He was surrounded by a crowd and paraded through the streets, looking very majestic.

Jiang Wanqing listened to the cheers and shouts of people on the street and gradually shed tears.

She is Zhou Musheng's adopted mother. Zhou Musheng has now become the top scholar and has won the favor of the emperor, but she had her limbs chopped off and thrown into a dilapidated courtyard, unable to live or die.

What kind of justice is this!

With a creaking sound.

The door that was already leaking air was pushed open.

Jiang Wanqing looked up and saw that it was Zhou Zigu.

He was her husband who had been missing for eighteen years and the owner of the Xingchang Marquisate.

Jiang Wanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked over, and sneered.

Zhou Zigu, who is almost forty years old but still has a handsome face, looks at Jiang Wanqing, who looks like an old woman with dry hair in front of him, with a faint look in his eyes without any pity.

He waved back.

A servant walked towards Jiang Wanqing with a bowl in his hand.

Jiang Wanqing looked at the medicine in the servant's hand with a hint of hatred in her eyes. She turned her head to look at Zhou Zigu.

He made a hoarse voice: "Where is Mu Sheng? I want to see Mu Sheng!"

Zhou Zigu frowned, seeming displeased.

Then he looked at Jiang Wanqing and said, "Mu Sheng is now a favorite of the emperor. You poisoned your mother-in-law, and your mother punished you. It was because I took care of you and managed the household for more than ten years that I allowed you to stay in this small courtyard. Jiang, now that Mu Sheng has won the first place in the imperial examination, you must not affect Mu Sheng's future. This... is also Mu Sheng's intention."

The word "Jiang" is enough to explain the indifference between the couple.

When Jiang Wanqing heard this, all the strength around him seemed to disappear in an instant.

Yes, it has been more than a year since her limbs were chopped off and she was locked up in this small courtyard.

If Zhou Musheng really wanted to save me, why didn't he come to see me even after he became the top scorer in the imperial examination a year later?

Thinking of this, she looked at Zhou Zigu viciously again.

Cut off her limbs and let her survive, what's the point of talking about affection!

Just at this moment, there was a creaking sound, and a beautiful woman walked into the house.

When Zhou Zigu saw that man appear, his expression suddenly changed.

She quickly took Song Nansheng's hand, with a doting look in her eyes: "Sheng'er, why are you here? Today, you are the mother of the top scholar, and you should entertain the guests in the front hall."

Song Nansheng smiled at Zhou Zigu, and then looked at Jiang Wanqing.

With a faint smile in her beautiful eyes, she bowed slightly to Jiang Wanqing: "Sister Wanqing, I am here... Thank you for raising Mu Sheng for me and Zhou Lang."

Song Nansheng's etiquette was impeccable and he was very polite and considerate.

If it wasn't Song Nansheng who instigated the mother-in-law to break Jiang Wanqing's limbs.

She might really think that Song Nansheng is a good girl.

Seeing Jiang Wanqing's indifferent look, he was unmoved.

Song Nansheng then slowly raised the corners of his lips: "Sister Wanqing, for the sake of you raising my son, I will let you be a clear-headed ghost. The death of the Zhenguo family was not an accident. If you want to blame someone, blame your father, the Zhenguo, for holding military power and attracting too much attention! My Song family and Zhou family only handed over the knife, and now they have gone to hell. Don't hate us too much."

Jiang Wanqing realized what was going on after hearing this, and suddenly laughed out loud with his head tilted back.

This year, she finally figured it all out.

She was the seventh daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo and his only daughter. She was doted on by six older brothers and grew up in a honey pot.

However, everything changed after she married Zhou Zigu.

On the third day after her marriage, Zhou Zigu suddenly died.

But who would have thought that Zhou Zigu would get pregnant on her wedding night.

From then on, she worked hard at the huge Xingchang Marquisate while pregnant and belly bulging.

She even used her dowry to support the entire Xingchang Marquisate.

After her biological daughter passed away at the age of five, she was forced to obey her mother-in-law and adopt a child from a side branch.

Who knew that this child was born to Zhou Zigu and Song Nansheng who faked their death.

My mother-in-law knew it, but she kept it a secret.

The two of them were having fun outside, leaving Jiang Wanqing alone to take care of the huge Earl of Xingchang Mansion.

In the following years, Jiang Wanqing's brothers all died "accidentally" or became disabled.

More than a year ago, Zhou Zigu suddenly came back and brought Song Nansheng back with him, saying that he was injured on the battlefield and lost his memory, so Song Nansheng picked him up and took care of him.

Afterwards, Jiang Wanqing was also found to have "poisoned" her mother-in-law.

The Zhou family announced to the public that Jiang Wanqing had died suddenly, but in fact they had imprisoned him in this small courtyard and tortured him.

Saying that she 'poisoned' her mother-in-law?

It was just that I had witnessed something that I shouldn't have witnessed, and it was just a way for my mother-in-law to deal with me.

Once her mother-in-law fell ill, she stayed close to her mother-in-law for seven days and seven nights despite being pregnant.

For eighteen years, I served my mother-in-law every day, but I could not get even a bit of mercy from her.

Is it true that Zhou Zigu didn't go home because he lost his memory?

Jiang Wanqing only felt that her heart was extremely cold, even colder than this severe winter.

Zhou Zigu waved his hand.

He looked at Jiang Wanqing coldly: "Jiang, you have occupied Sheng'er's position for more than ten years. Sheng'er is my wife. If you die, everything will be restored. Jiang Wanqing, it's time for you to go on your way."

Song Nansheng...

Zhou Musheng...

Zhou Zigu admires Song Nansheng.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Jiang Wanqing understood everything and laughed until tears came out.

The servant next to him, at Zhou Zigu's signal, forced Jiang Wanqing to drink a bowl of Hedinghong.

After everyone left, the dying Jiang Wanqing looked out the window, longing for freedom in his eyes.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

The blood gradually dyed the peach tree outside the window red.

When she was dying, Jiang Wanqing suddenly thought of her daughter who had passed away young, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That well-behaved child didn't even live past the age of five.

"Mother~"