37 years old, I became a harem concubine

"It's freezing cold, and I want to tell them not to step out of the threshold, and listen to my words when they come and go." Shen Huan drank tea and ate snacks.

Wu Shi and Sun Shi looked at him like this, and said with a smile: "You have fallen into the nest of blessings."

Suddenly, Mrs. Wu said to Shen Huan: "I went to Baocuilou to buy a hairpin a few days ago. The water head of the jade looks good, and the carving is also good, but these days I wear it again, but it looks awkward no matter how I look at it. It looked better when I first wore it."

"You have committed the problem of liking the new and loathing the old again. Call Mrs. Shen another day, and we will accompany you to buy some new ones." Sun turned to talk to Shen Huan again, "Don't take her words to heart, she It’s because you’re not smart when you should be smart, and you’re smart when you shouldn’t be smart, and you’re not afraid that your words will make you angry.”

In front of Shen Huan, she said that the things in Baocuilou were not good, and Mrs. Sun was worried about Mrs. Wu's brain.

But they didn't know that Shen Zhenghuan fell asleep and came looking for a pillow, elated: "Mrs. Wu also went to Baocuilou to buy their new hairpins, and that's where I bought the one on my head. Do you see how it looks?"

While talking about Shen Huan, she lowered her head so that Wu and Sun could see the jade hairpin on his head.

But the first thing Wu and Sun saw was not the jade hairpin with its head full of water, but his dark hair, which was thick and dense like silk soaked in fine tung oil.

Because he does not hesitate to use pomade and shavings to comb his hair, there are a few short strands of fluffy hair at the nape of his neck.

Shen Huan didn't hear their voices for a long time, and just about to get up, a hand fell on his head.

The technique is...slightly familiar...

Like him touching that delicate and proud little white cat...

Shen Huan looked at Wu Shi who still had her hands on her head, and blinked.

Wu clasped her chest: "It would be great if you were born in my family. If you want to see it in the morning, you can see it in the morning, and if you want to see it in the evening, you can see it at night."

Sun supported her forehead and shook her head.

This fault of liking beauties, I'm afraid it will be brought into the coffin.

She looked at the jade hairpin seriously, and was a little puzzled: "Isn't Baocuilou a shop under your name? Did you order it to someone else?"

"That's the dowry my mother gave me. I wouldn't point it out even if someone else offered a thousand dollars. It's my elder daughter-in-law who is sensible. A few days ago, I was attending Zen and worshiping Buddha in the small Buddha hall. I couldn't move my hands for a while. She took the initiative Send someone to look after the shop for me."

Mrs. Wu finally calmed down, and heard him say: "No wonder I didn't see the old shopkeeper when I went, but why do you have to pay money when you go there?"

Shen Huan didn't speak, just lowered her head to drink tea.

Wu, who had guessed the mystery inside, couldn't believe it: "What a grandma Chen, no wonder when I met her outside Minghui Hall, she had a face that looked like someone owed her 800 taels of silver. Your Baocui Building has raised her heart, and she doesn't want to return it to the original owner."

Wu has a fiery temper, and in his life he hates thieves and wicked people the most.

What's more, Shen Huan is still Jia's mother-in-law, someone who even wants to grab something from her elders, what kind of good can she be.

Wu looked at the delicate and weak Shen Huan, and wanted to teach him experience, but seeing his ignorant appearance, she felt that he might not be able to save face, so she slapped her thigh and said, "Don't worry, this matter I will handle it properly for you."

Although she is of the same generation as Shen Huan in terms of seniority, she is older than Shen Huan and has a round, benevolent face.

From the first time we met until now, Shen Huan has always had a fiery heart.

So when he said what Shen Huan had expected, Shen Huan felt a little sore in her heart, and she wanted to stop delaying for a while, and there were other ways.

Wu Shi suddenly reached out and patted his hand, and blinked at him: "Don't think so much, I have seen people for so many years, and I have never drilled my eyes."

"Sometimes people have to be confused, live in a way, live in a way, and die in a way."

"I know what you want to say, and you know what I want to say, so there's no need to say anything."

Wu looked out the window, "Look, it's going to snow again today."

Shen Huan and Mrs. Sun followed her gaze to see the gray sky with a white streak on the horizon, and the severe wind blowing from nowhere was mixed with a few snowy rice.

Shen Huan's heart suddenly calmed down, and she smiled slightly at her, "Yes, tonight is another snowy night."

Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Sun played here all afternoon. The three of them were chatting and joking.

When he left, he took a set of notebooks that Shen Huan had treasured for many years and told him to read them.

The few people who said goodbye before the heavy snowfall did not know that there was no chance to return this set of scriptures.

That night, before going to bed, Shen Huan was talking to her nanny about setting up a shed outside the city to give out porridge. ……too……"

"Master is not well, let you pass."

Finally finished speaking, the boy leaned against the pillar panting.

Shen Huan was a little at a loss, what's wrong with Chen Fangyue?What's wrong with him?

The nanny reacted, and immediately put on the clothes she had just taken off next to him, put on a cloak, put on his shoes and said to the boy: "You go ahead, my wife and I will come right away."

"Yes!" The boy wanted to report to other courtyards, but he disappeared in a flash.

Shen Huan grabbed the nurse's hand: "Nurse, Chen Fangyue..."

Wu's complexion was serious: "He eats official duties all the year round, wishing he could live in the study. It is expected that it is not good now."

"Ma'am...you have to plan for yourself early."

Today, I finally breathed a sigh of relief during the day, and now the breath is gone.

None of the three masters in the mansion came from Shen Huan. The eldest daughter-in-law just broke up with him, and the third daughter-in-law is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although Yan Shi and Chen Shi are on their side, they are weak and unable to support them alone.

Chen Fangyue's accident now completely shattered what Shen Huan had done in recent days.

Shen Huan's complexion was gloomy, and she rushed to the front yard with the only Wu's nurse beside her. As soon as she entered the gate, she saw people from the big house, the second room and the third room crowded the whole yard, all of them were in a hurry.

The old butler who stood at the front showed a few other expressions on his coffin-like face. When he saw Shen Huan, he walked up in a few strides: "The master is waiting for his wife, and the wife will follow me."

Shen Huan paused slightly, let Wu Shi and Qingzi stay where they were, and followed the old housekeeper in.

As soon as she stepped into the room, Shen Huan smelled a strong smell of blood. The source was in the spittoon beside the bed.

Chen Fangyue, who had just finished coughing up blood and whose mouth was still bleeding, saw him and waved to him.

Shen Huan walked over and sat on the round stool beside the bed.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, the more beautiful she looks, the more she looks at her, she has no strength to open her whole eyes, so Chen Fangyue, who can only half-open, leans on the pillow and looks at him: "Huan'er..."

"Master." Shen Huan answered him.

His voice was different from the voice he called Chen Fangyue when he first met Chen Fangyue 20 years ago, like a flower soaked in cold water.

Chen Fangyue still remembers that the first time he met Shen Huan was on the back hill of Qingshan Academy.

At that time, he was a high-ranking official, but he stepped on the tip of the knife every day. He even put a dagger under his pillow every night to fall asleep for a while. On the shoulder or not.

Going to Qingshan Academy is also forced and helpless.

But seeing Shen Huan and knowing that she is the dean of Qingshan Academy, the daughter of Shen Yushen who is well-known all over the world, and after Shen Yushen suddenly became seriously ill, he was suddenly blessed and had an excellent idea.

After his careful planning, Shen Yushen regarded him as a close friend, and also revealed that he wanted to entrust his daughter to him. Shen Yushen said that he did not want Shen Huan to be rich and prosperous, but only wanted Shen Huan to spend her life in peace and comfort.

Yes, Shen Yushen entrusted Shen Huan to Chen Fangyue in order to let Chen Fangyue love Shen Huan as his junior, but when Shen Yushen passed away, Chen Fangyue forged Shen Yushen's suicide note and changed the entrustment into marriage .

17-year-old Shen Huan, wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei, obeyed her parents' last wish and married 42-year-old Chen Fangyue.

In a flash, 20 years have passed, and Shen Huan, who used to have a childish cheek, has grown up, and now he is like the strongest and softest wine, which is the most attractive time to taste.

But Chen Fangyue is old, and he is so old that even Shen Huan can't hug him anymore.He hated the fact so much.

He stretched out his hand to pull Shen Huan, but when he stretched halfway, he lost his strength and landed on the thick quilt with a pop.

The old butler hurried over to straighten his body that was tilted to one side, and wiped the blood from his mouth with a veil.

Chen Fangyue never left Shen Huan's eyes, and intermittently said to the old housekeeper: "Call them... all in, I have... something to say..."

"Master, you should lie down first, the imperial doctor said that you should rest well and stop worrying about it."

"Go..." Chen Fangyue let out a long breath, his face turned ashen.

The old butler could only put down his veil and go to call the third-bedroom person who had been waiting outside for a long time.

When the people in the third room heard that Chen Fangyue called them, they ran in like pretending to be grunting, for fear that they would lose the chance to show themselves in front of Chen Fangyue.

However, as soon as they entered, they saw him with a gray face and no way to recover, and everyone almost fell to the ground.

If you want to say what is the most valuable thing in the Chen Mansion, it is Chen Fangyue, a first-rank minister. With him, the Chen Mansion is the mansion of a first-rank official. Without him, what is there?Chen Ping's unpopular Imperial Academy Confucius?

A group of people were crying, and the house was as noisy as a hornet's nest.

The old housekeeper shouted loudly: "The master asked all the masters to come in and have something to say, stay if you want to listen, and go out if you don't want to listen."

The crying stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Chen Fangyue who was lying on the bed.

Chen Fangyue pulled a smile of unknown meaning, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to Shen Huan's hand. Shen Huan moved her fingers, leaned over and stuffed two soft pillows behind his back, wasting a lot of strength to hold him. He pulled it up a little, and then sat back in his original seat.