The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Meng shivered at his yelling, tears falling like beads from a broken string, but she still had to maintain a smile on her face, which was very lovable:

"I am not as bad as you think. Don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"That day when I paid my respects to my mother in Minghui Hall, my second sister-in-law mentioned the eldest daughter's marriage... During that time, someone mentioned a foster nanny, which would give my daughter a chance to marry in style..."

She wiped the tears from her face, and kept observing Mr. Jiang's face. Seeing that he did not shake off her hand, she continued to explain:

"Speaking of hiring a nanny from the palace, who else can have such convenient conditions as our family? After all, the queen is the aunt of the sisters."

"So, today the old lady invited the hard-to-find Nanny Yuan. I am doing this for the sake of the second young lady. I cannot let her be looked down upon when she gets married."

Seeing that Mr. Jiang San did not respond, she hugged his arm and leaned against him, saying softly, "It was my concubine who was a little anxious. I am Yun Jie'er's biological mother, so how could I not think about her future?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nanyi's face completely darkened: "For her sake! For her sake means marrying her to Huguang? They are mother and daughter and they don't fight or compete with each other, so they are so annoying to you?"

Seeing his face as gloomy as ice, Mrs. Meng thought to herself that something was wrong, and her eyes were filled with tears again: "Not only does our family have property in Huguang...it will also be of great help to you in your current predicament."

Jiang Nanyi stood up, the sunlight poured in from the window behind him, and he was like a huge wall standing in front of Meng.

After all, it's still what he called selling his daughter.

"No matter how poor and downtrodden I am, I will never resort to such a desperate measure." He said in a cold voice, picked up the cloak from the coat rack and strode out.

Meng ran over and hugged his waist, biting her lower lip, and a trembling voice came out of her mouth: "Husband, I am really not what you think, don't you believe me?"

Jiang Nanyi looked down at her hands wrapped around his waist, disdainful on his face, and pried them apart one by one, "You just think too much and want too much!"

After shaking off her hand, he strode out of the room.

After a while, Mother Xia came in from outside, her footsteps brisk, and she said with a cheerful smile: "It's rare for the Third Master and his wife to come back together, so the lunch prepared is all the Third Master's favorite..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Meng lying on the bed crying. He paused, put away his expression, walked over and asked softly, "Where is the third master?"

Meng raised her head and said angrily, "Didn't you see? There is no Jiang Nanyi in this room!"

Mother Xia took out a handkerchief, knelt beside her and comforted her softly, "Madam, please stop crying. If you continue crying, your eyes will be swollen again tomorrow."

Meng sniffed, crying or having swollen eyes.

It would only make people laugh at her. In this huge Duke Dingguo Mansion, no one would really feel sorry for her.

At this time, Mingyue, her maid, came over and said to her: "...the third master went to Aunt Zhao's place, but he was driven out in less than a cup of tea."

Aunt Zhao is Jiang Yiyu's biological mother.

When Mrs. Meng heard this, she sneered and tears flowed from her eyes again.

Mother Xia stood up and said indignantly, "I'll go find the Third Master. He brought the Madam back in a sedan chair with eight bearers. No one forced him to marry her. How could he torture her like this?"

Meng held her back and smiled bitterly, "He just doesn't like me, so he thinks I have ulterior motives in everything I do. Everything I do makes him feel disgusted."

If she had known that the Third Master of the Jiang Family had someone in his heart, she would not have rescued him.

Even if she rescued him, she would not marry into the Jiang family.

Meng looked at herself in the mirror. She was younger than Aunt Zhao and had a better complexion, but she met her husband later than Aunt Zhao.

Thinking of this, tears couldn't stop flowing down, but it's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world.

……

After entering the winter month, the floor heating in the house began to burn continuously, but Gu Jinchu became more and more lazy and unwilling to move.

Although the study room on the west side also has a floor heating system, it is still slightly inferior to lying on the big kang by the window.

She leaned against the large pillow by the window, holding the account book in her hand, the warm afternoon sun shining on her body, she felt comfortable and cozy.

Baizhi came over with a tray. It was bird's nest cooked in the small kitchen, specially topped with milk and honey. It was nourishing and sweet.

The account book was delivered by Tao Xuelin early in the morning, and it recorded the details of their recent grain purchases.

Since the best time to harvest grain had been missed, in order to avoid causing price increases, Manager Zhao asked his men to go to nearby farms to purchase grain.

The letter mentioned that if the lady felt that the current reserves were insufficient, they planned to purchase from Guangdong and Guangxi, which were major grain producers.

Not long after, Madam Xu came in and handed over a letter: "…It was sent by the servant of the Princess's Mansion. I invited him to drink a cup of hot tea and gave him two silver grains."

Gu Jinchu took the letter and looked down. In the letter, the princess first asked about some of her daily trivial matters in Duke Dingguo's Mansion.

She also said that she wanted to come to her grandparents' house to see her, but was delayed because of some things. Fortunately, they will be able to meet tomorrow, and the eldest princess has a lot to say to her.

...At the end of the letter, he mentioned that she was getting old and planned to find someone who looked good to accompany her in the princess's mansion.

Gu Jinchu sat up from the big pillow with the letter in his hand.

Is the princess planning to take a lover?

Princess Yongle had established her own residence for two years, but the candidate for a prince consort had remained vacant, and she had never had a lover in the harem.

But Gu Jinchu could tell from the eldest princess's heart that she was not happy.

Thinking about the last life, the eldest princess's final outcome, and what happened between her and her third cousin...

Gu Jinchu picked up his pen and wrote a letter to his third cousin, saying that he would need to meet with him for a meeting the next day.

Mother Xu went out with the letter. At this time, a little maid came in outside and reported that the Fifth Master had returned.

Gu Jinchu glanced outside and saw that the sun had not yet set.