37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Doctor Su left, Shen Huan drank the medicine, and fell asleep again in a daze.

When I woke up the next day, my clothes were soaked in sweat, and the fine hair from my temples was sticking to my flesh with sweat.

The nanny and Haruko, who didn't dare to close their eyes, hurried over when they heard the movement. Seeing that his face was much better, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Qingzi, go fetch hot water to wash your wife's face, and bring the stewed bird's nest with red dates."

Shen Huan grabbed the nanny: "Where is Huan'er, is it settled?"

The nanny paused her hands: "I found it. I have already asked someone to put it in the coffin. Then I sent someone to Ziyun Temple to invite a master with profound Taoism to do rituals for her on July 49."

"..." Shen Huan wanted to speak, but couldn't say anything.

The nanny was afraid that he would be hurt by thinking too much, so she quickly changed the topic, and wrung out the handkerchief with Qingzi's hands, and wiped his face and neck.

Due to Chen Fangyue's order, the female family members who came to pay their respects on a daily basis did not come, and the bustling Minghui Hall suddenly became deserted.

In the past, they naturally wanted to join Shen Huan, but seeing Huan'er's fate, they all died down.

One day, Shen Huan was sitting under the begonia tree in the yard, with a thin blanket on her knees, drowsy. Qingzi, who had gone to get something from the public house, came back and whispered in his ear: "Madam, Miss Zhou Lan was raped by the old man for some reason." As an aunt, the eldest grandma made a lot of trouble."

"How did she get together with Chen Ping?"

Shen Huan had a good impression of Zhou Lan's girl. Although she was beautiful, she was not pretentious, and she had the determination to survive by cutting off her tail. It wasn't that he looked down on her family, how could she like Chen Ping.

Haruko shook her head: "There are all sorts of things to say, but Zhou Lan is the old man's aunt. It is a certainty that the old man loves her very much. , I'm afraid that Grandma will cause trouble for her."

"Then Jiashi can stop?"

"How can I calm down? I heard that the eldest grandma has gone back to her mother's house twice, and she was persuaded to come back by the people there again, so that she can relax. It's just an aunt. The uncle won't be so foolish, spoiling his concubine and destroying his wife."

The master and the servant were talking to pass the time, when the disheveled Jia Shi suddenly rushed in, tears streaming down his face: "Old lady, you have to decide for your daughter-in-law."

The clothes on her body were in a mess, and the makeup on her face was patchy, which was very different from her usual kind-hearted look.

Haruko hurried to pull, but was avoided by Jia Shi, only crying for Shen Huan to uphold justice.

Shen Huan frowned: "If you have something to say, you can snot and cry, and you won't be afraid of outsiders' comments."

"I'm still afraid of any comments, I'm almost making the biggest joke in the capital."

It turned out that since Chen Ping took Zhou Lan, he never entered the door of other people in the backyard, which made Jia feel a sense of crisis.

You must know that although Chen Ping is lustful, he has never slept in the same woman's room for several days in a row.

It happened that Zhou Lan's accident happened, and he waved his hand to divorce his wife, his attitude was unprecedentedly firm.

Jia Shi sat next to Shen Huan sobbing, "Old lady, I have been married into the Chen family for decades. I have been filial to you and your father-in-law, and I have Tan'er Yuner, but now he wants to marry you for a little whore. Divorce me, what else do I have to live for?"

Jia's voice was so loud that it hurt people's ears.

Shen Huan was slightly shocked: "You don't know what kind of temperament you are. You have been married to you for many years. Why have you ever been separated from you because of others in so many years? You are overthinking."

"It's different this time, he's really determined!"

"Ma'am, I can't bear this woman with a scorpion's heart, I want to make peace with her!"

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here, Grandpa Chen Ping's face was so gloomy that he dripped water, he entered Minghui Hall and pointed at Jia Shi, wishing to eat her flesh and drink her blood.

Jia Shi, who usually takes care of him submissively, is a little afraid of him, and only shrinks away from Shen Huan.

Shen Huan: "..."

He had to ask: "Which song are you two singing today? Why can't you sit down and discuss it? You have to shout and kill to be comfortable."

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, Shen Huan had already put on her autumn clothes. The rare and bright Tianshuibi pipa sleeve top and ultramarine pleated skirt in the closet were so beautiful that people dare not look directly at them.

The fire in Chen Ping's heart was extinguished, and he walked up to him respectfully: "It's my son's fault for making my wife worry about my son's affairs."

"It's just that Mrs. Jia has done something wrong. I really can't stand it anymore. I don't want to live with her anymore."

Sitting close, Chen Ping could smell the fragrance used on Shen Huan's body, the sweet and fruity fragrance, and with just one sip, Chen Ping's whole body was crispy, and Zhou Lan, who had stuffed his head full these days, became a little dull .

Shen Huan didn't know what he was thinking, and wondered what Jia Shi had done to make him want to divorce his wife.

Ask Chen Ping, Chen Ping said everything.

It turned out that Zhou Lan and him had secretly communicated with each other a long time ago, and she was pregnant. A few days ago, while Chen Ping was out, Jia took advantage of Chen Ping's going out and forced her servants into Zhou Lan's yard, forcibly beating the child in Zhou Lan's womb. They also want to sell Zhou Lan to the Goulan Courtyard.

I don't know who called Chen Ping, but Chen Ping came back on horseback, just in time to see Jia stepping on the fallen fetus, biting a bastard bitch one by one.

Chen Ping was in his late forties and had no other concubine children except Jia's two sons and a daughter. He was quite interested in the child in Zhou Lan's womb, so he fought with Jia on the spot.

Shen Huan looked at Jia Shi, frowning.

Jia's eyes rolled wildly, he patted his chair and cried, "Damn Chen Ping, I've been married to you for so many years, and I've been busy day and night to take care of your parents-in-law. Now you You think I'm old and ugly, and you want to divorce me for an old aunt who can't get married. Let me tell you, I was born as a member of your Chen family, and I will die as a ghost of your Chen family. At worst, I will hang myself with a rope. On the gate of your Chen family, woo woo woo woo woo."

Just now he was so angry that Chen Ping was very calm now, and poured a cup of tea for Shen Huan himself.

Shen Huan asked him: "What do you say?"

Chen Ping bowed his head: "Ms. Jia is arrogant and domineering. If she is not punished, she will inevitably commit the crime again next time. Zhou Lan lost her child, so she can't let people continue to be wronged."

"Son, after thinking about it carefully, it's better to carry Zhou Lan as a concubine—"

"Chen Ping, how dare you!" As soon as Jia heard that Zhou Lan was going to look at his wife, she threw herself on Chen Ping like crazy, and scratched Chen Ping's face with sharp nails.

Qingzi and Shen Huan hurriedly retreated far away, surrounded by a group of maids and women who told them not to beat, stop beating, and they dared not go forward to pull someone if they killed someone again.

Suddenly, Chen Fangyue, who hadn't entered the Minghui Hall for a long time, walked in. When Jia Shi and Chen Ping, who were playing happily, saw him, they immediately stopped and stepped aside: "Father."

Chen Fangyue looked at Shen Huan who was standing in the distance: "My wife is still ill, you don't want to think about your husband and wife's foolishness anymore, and you have to make trouble with your wife?"

Chen Fangyue is quite talented, but his three sons are mediocre. Chen Ping is only a scholar now, relying on his father's face to get a kongmu in the Hanlin Academy who has not entered the elite, and spends his days idling around.

The three brothers don't have a father who is not afraid of high positions and powers, just like a mouse meeting a cat.

Jia shrank her neck and said nothing, Chen Ping was trembling and could not say a word for a long time.

Chen Fangyue walked to Shen Huan's place, and said as he walked, "Jia's actions are vicious, according to the family law, go to the ancestral hall to reflect for half a month."

Jia's heart was 1 dissatisfied, and he didn't dare to shout.

Chen Fangyue said again: "That Zhou Lan," he glanced at Chen Ping, "just as you said, take him as a concubine."

"Yes." Chen Ping nodded.

The father and husband left soon, leaving behind Chen Fangyue and Shen Huan.

Shen Huan didn't talk to him or look at him, and took Qingzi back to the house.