An ugly wife in the time-traveling house

Shan Yu had been ill for a long time, and it was not until the beginning of spring in March that he regained his energy and opened the door of the medical clinic.

It has been more than two months since the book-burning and anti-Confucianism incident that affected the entire Qiuming Dynasty, and the entrance of Caishi is still filled with a strong smell of blood.

Every time Shan Yu passes by there, he always thinks of the cruel scene when he watched the execution that day, and then thinks of the Lian family who was also ransacked and beheaded. The most worrying thing is Lian Zhou.

He frowned, and coughed with a pale face, knowing that he was overthinking, so he turned his eyebrows away from looking at the dark brown blood stains still remaining on the ground, and led Wan Qiu and said, "Let's go another way."

"Yeah." Wan Qiu patted Shan Yu's back worriedly, touched his cold fingers, then hurriedly lowered his head and let out a breath on Shan Yu's fingertips, rubbed his hands and said, "Is your husband cold? How about You go home first, I can go to the grain store by myself, you don't have to follow."

"I've come here, so there's no reason to go back? Besides, you can't take it alone, so let's go."

After the New Year's Eve, the price of rice, flour, grain and oil has risen. Although the fluctuation is not large, there are often cases where they cannot be bought.

It doesn't have much impact on those who have a field at home, but for people like Shan Yu who have to buy garlic for every bite, it's like being pinched by the lifeline.

Wanqiu asked about the price of grain, and hesitantly said to Shan Yu, "There is no rice, only flour. Husband, shall we buy it?"

"Buy, buy all of them."

"But it has risen again. The rice and noodles at home are still enough. How about we wait a few more days? Maybe it will drop."

Shan Yu shook his head, took out his silver and bought some grains and miscellaneous grains in the store, and went home to see Er Zhu waiting at the door.

He looked haggard, with a particularly obvious worry in his eyes, Shan Yu wondered: "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Erzhu sighed lightly and shook his head, and handed Shan Yu a notice in his hand, "...you can read it yourself."

……

The emperor chose a concubine to expand the harem, and the latter was given to the daughter of the current prime minister. Everything he promised to Lianzhou in the past has become empty talk after all.

What about the title of imperial concubine, what about disbanding the harem, it seems that after he ordered the entire family of the Lian family to be executed, it was a great kindness to save Lianzhou's life.

On the day when the emperor got married and celebrated with the whole world, Shan Yu stood in front of the window and silently asked the bright moon in the sky: "Lian Zhou, do you regret it now?"

And the capital Chang'an, which is thousands of miles away...

The imperial city, the cold palace.

A man in dirty clothes huddled on the moldy straw mat, a few mice were biting his wrists and ankles, but he didn't even move.

Lian Zhou protected her slightly protruding belly with her hands, listening to the bells and music outside the high wall, two lines of blood and tears rolled down her cheeks: "...Erzhu, don't be sad because of me anymore, I have already suffered retribution gone."

……

Er Zhu ran around the ground anxiously, Shan Yu didn't lift his head while pounding the medicine.

"Let's go to the palace! We'll get him out! How about it?"

"It's an impenetrable imperial palace like Tietong. There are hundreds of city gates alone. How are you going to get through the layers of guards and bring someone out to the emperor's backyard?"

"This...isn't it better for us to disguise? Disguise? Find a way to get in?"

"dream."

"Then what do you say?"

"do not know."

Both Shan Yu and Erzhu wanted to rescue Lianzhou, but they couldn't.

Without a golden finger, naturally there is no opportunity to take advantage of.

Er Zhu couldn't hide his loss and sadness. He sat on the side for a long time before whispering: "Can you tell me about Lian Zhou? I want to know what he did before crossing over."

Shan Yu's hand that made the medicine paused, looked at him, and heard Er Zhu continue: "You don't need to pretend, when I wore it, my mother told you a little bit about your situation... amnesia, personality has changed, almost the same as me ...When Lian Zhou was drunk, he hugged me and called Mom and Dad, and before you were sick, you also held Wan Qiu's hand and called Mom and Dad..."

Hearing this, Shan Yu let go of the medicine mallet in his hand, and looked at Erzhu with a trace of oppression and scrutiny.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Er Zhu looked at Shan Yu with cloudy eyes, and hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, I just want to know something about Lianzhou, I...I miss him a little bit."

It can be seen that Erzhu is sincere to Lianzhou, and maybe Erzhu is indeed a good person.

If Shan Yu and Lian Zhou were both nameless common people before crossing over, then Shan Yu and Er Zhu would talk about Lian Zhou's situation, but it's a coincidence that both Shan and Lian Zhou are very prestigious families in society , Shan Yu can't take the risk of handing over any handle to anyone.

"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to say what you asked."

"Why?" Er Zhu was puzzled, and promised as if thinking of something: "Who were you before you transmigrated? Even if I go back one day, I won't talk nonsense with others."

"Feel sorry."

Shan Yu is not an emotional person, he is very rational and extremely vigilant, he will never show his cards just because he is used to someone.

Otherwise it's kind of stupid.

Er Zhu saw Shan Yu's persistence and didn't force it, so he asked from another angle: "Then I want to know if I have a chance to get in touch with him before crossing?"

Shan Yu shook his head: "You are not in the same circle." Naturally, it is impossible to get in touch.

"So, you are all rich second generations?"

Shan Yu smiled, and said in his heart that if Lian Zhou was just a simple rich second generation, I would stop pretending to be mysterious with you here.

Erzhu sighed: "When I first knew that Lianzhou was a prostitute, I thought I would definitely take him down. I said why he was so domineering and flamboyant, and sometimes he was so confident. It turned out that he was a little girl before crossing over. Young Master... Thinking about it this way, I took advantage of it and climbed high..."

"What you love and what I want, there is no one who is superior to anyone. If Lianzhou really likes you, he won't mind things like status, so you don't need to underestimate yourself." Shan Yu comforted.

Er Zhu also almost recognized the fact that Lian Zhou never liked him, and asked Shan Yu with a wry smile: "What about you?"

"what?"

"Based on your status before time travel, ordinary people like Wan Qiu won't attract your attention at all, right? Are you sincere to him? Or are you playing with me like Lian Zhou?"

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After Shan Yu sent Erzhu away and returned to her room, Wan Qiu was coaxing Xiao Baozi to learn to walk on the bed.

The little thing was limp, dangling its short legs and stood firmly with Wan Qiu's support. After walking a few steps, it swayed and fell on the mattress without crying, and smiled silly at Wan Qiu. .

Shan Yu walked over, kissed Wan Qiu from behind, buried her head in Wan Qiu's warm neck and said: "Wan Qiu, I want to ask you a question."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me? Or... just because I am your husband, do you rely on me?"