After the male supporting role stopped interfering, the female protagonist suffered

The next day, Zhou Hui and Shen Tang left the capital with their men.

Walking towards Jiangcheng, I felt leisurely on the road.

Lin Yueran sat in the sedan chair leading to the palace. She couldn't help but think of Zhou Hui's high-spirited appearance that she saw the day before, and she couldn't help feeling sad.

If he hadn't left without saying goodbye, would I have taken this path?

Probably not, because I have never experienced such difficult and helpless days.

She probably wouldn't think about climbing up the ladder, and would still be the innocent, weak and vulnerable Lin Yueran.

But Zhou Hui left.

She could never forgive him for making her lose her mother.

Once she holds power, she will definitely take action against him.

He destroyed the things he cared about, so he would also destroy the things he cared about.

*

Princess Changning left the palace and came to the Princess Chang's Mansion, where she met Princess Yong'an.

"Yongan, what are you doing?"

Changning came to Yong'an's yard and saw her sitting at the table busy with something.

Princess Yong'an looked up and saw Changning, dressed in a light green palace dress, walking towards her with lotus steps. She smiled and said, "What's wrong? Did you feel a little dissatisfied after hearing what the champion said yesterday?"

Chang Ning tapped her hand with the silk embroidered butterfly fan in her hand and pretended to be angry and said, "So what? Lord Zhou praises Madam so much and he has no concubines. So what if I like him?"

"It's just that I have my own pride, and I won't think of killing someone else's wife just for a man."

Changning has been favored since childhood and has never suffered any grievances.

But she also knew that her every move represented the dignity of the royal family, and she must not lose the big picture for the sake of small ones.

"You're right! So, I've been ready for a long time."

Princess Yong'an was good friends with Changning, so she handed the invitation to Changning.

After reading it, Changning nodded, very satisfied, and handed the post to Qingnv.

Qingnv quickly turned around and prepared to find someone to take her to Lord Zhou's home.

However, Zhiyuan, who was beside Princess Yong'an, whispered to her, "Lord Zhou may have to go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors."

"Sacrifice to ancestors?"

Princess Yong'an turned around and looked at the maid behind her and asked in confusion.

Then, she smiled and said, "Yes! I was confused too. Third cousin, my uncle is kind and sympathizes with the examinees. All those who pass the exam will have three months of vacation to go home and worship their ancestors."

Chang Ning said nonchalantly, "Mr. Zhou is an orphan with no parents, so why would he return to his hometown to worship his ancestors?"

An orphan, without father or mother and without ancestral land, has no hometown to return to and no ancestors to worship.

Princess Yong'an thought about it and realized it was true, so she continued to look at other posts.

An hour later, Qingnv returned empty-handed.

She came back with the note and said, "Princess, Princess, the people in Zhou's residence said that Mr. Zhou took his wife back to Jiangcheng this morning. He said he was going back to pay tribute to his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Hearing this, a strange look flashed in Changning's eyes.

Yong'an thinks that Lord Zhou is a man of deep affection.

"understood!"

Yong'an continued to look at the post about the flower-viewing banquet, and Changning turned around and said she wanted to return to the palace.

Yongan looked at her retreating figure, shook his head helplessly, and said, "I hope Third Cousin can think it through. Sometimes this kind and gentle scholar who seems kind and soft-hearted is the most cruel."

Zhiyuan stood behind him and said helplessly, "Princess, which storybook are you reading?"

Yong'an turned around and looked at Zhiyuan with a smile, made a hushing gesture, and then started preparing the invitations for the banquet.

Zhiyuan looked up at the sky in silence. If he had known this would happen, he should have hidden the notebook away secretly.

"Zhiyuan, you are not allowed to hide this princess's notebook, otherwise, this princess will not forgive you."

Zhiyuan has been with her for many years, so she naturally knows what she is thinking.

"No! No!"

Zhiyuan quickly put his mind to it and prepared to buy fewer harmful books.

*

Zhou Hui and Shen Tang walked slowly towards Jiangcheng.

While on the road, Shen Tang bought a lot of things, saying that he would share them with his neighbors when he got home.

Zhou Hui smiled and said, "As long as you like it!"

After walking for another three days, they arrived in Fucheng, and the flower-viewing banquet in the capital had also begun.

However, this has nothing to do with Zhou Hui.

He was helping Shen Tang try on hairpins and giving her thoughtful advice.

Someone like Zhou Hui, who goes shopping with his wife, tries on hairpins and rings, and gives serious advice.

Hearing the praises, Shen Tang felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

Zhou Hui smiled faintly, but didn't care in his heart.

This is the way the world is. If a man is a little bit nice to a woman, he will be called a good man.

If he had never taken a concubine, he would be the best of all good men.

When Zhou Hui arrived in Yucheng, Si Sha brought him a letter from the capital.

There was indeed an assassin at Princess Yong'an's flower-viewing banquet, injuring countless people.

Including the noble lady, the prince and the young master, all were injured.

The emperor was furious and sent people to investigate the matter, including Jiang Shaohuai.

Lin Yueran originally wanted to make the emperor fall in love with her at first sight, but unfortunately she used it on the prince.

The next day, she became Fengyi, the lowest-ranking concubine in the Eastern Palace.

She was unable to resist, so she was carried into the Eastern Palace and began to compete for favor.

After Zhou Hui read the letter, he asked in confusion: "Isn't Lin Yueran the adopted daughter of Duke Qin? How did she become Fengyi?"

"She drugged the prince, and angered the emperor and the queen."

"He should have been executed. I don't know why the prince would help plead for mercy."

Tianshui knew about this, and the reason for all the changes was the prince's plea.

"Really? Well. This matter has nothing to do with us."

Zhou Hui nodded and directly burned the letter sent from the capital.

Now Jiang Shaohuai is ready to investigate.

When the time comes, if the radish is pulled out, the mud will be exposed, and I don’t know who will suffer.

"Tell Sisha to evacuate our people and avoid any accidental injuries."

After Zhou returned to the capital, Huiyuan Temple and Sisa's secret camp all moved towards the capital.

Thanks to the effectiveness of prayers and the reputation of Taoist Priest Huiyuan, many people come to Huiyuan Temple to worship.

Most of his forces are now in the capital, and he cannot be implicated.

"Yes! I will tell the master."

Tianshui knew that Si Zhu was not their real master. The real master was the gentle-looking scholar in front of him.

"Well! Tomorrow, we will arrive in Jiangcheng. Send someone back to clean the house and make tea to wait for the mistress to return home."

Zhou Hui naturally didn't want Shen Tang to go back and see a deserted home, so he let Tianshui go first.

"Yes!"

The next day, Shen Tang got up early.

As she put on makeup in front of the mirror, the joy in her eyes never faded.

She once married an orphan named Zhou Hui. Some people were jealous of her, while others laughed at her.

Especially when Lin Yueran appeared, everyone said that Mr. Zhou was going to marry a mistress, and some said that she was going to be divorced.

Is she angry?

She was angry, but couldn't refute it because her husband treated Lin Yueran differently.

But later he changed, just as he had hoped.

Sometimes she wondered if this was a dream, an illusory dream?

Zhou Hui took the eyebrow pencil from her hand and gently drew her eyebrows.

Shen Tang looked at her husband who was so gentle.

If this was a dream, she was willing to sink into it.