General Leng's superb wife

"This slave deserves to die!" Jiao He knelt on the ground with a thump, her voice trembling.

Prime Minister Yun ignored it, shook his sleeves, and strode into the room.

"Shi'er, are you sick?" Seeing the pale Yun Mengshi, Prime Minister Yun couldn't help but frown.

"It's okay, just take a rest and you'll be fine!" Yun Mengshi supported her body with her hands and reluctantly sat up.

"Shi'er, get ready. Tomorrow you and your father will go to the Marquis's Mansion in Dingbei to wish the Marquis his birthday and meet his eldest son by the way!"

"I'm not going!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Yun Mengshi's mouth. To put it nicely, she didn't want to use her as a pawn to be given to the prince of the Marquis, so that she could become a dragon and a phoenix! The same thing was said at the last palace banquet!

"What did you say?"

"I'm not going!" Yun Mengshi yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Can you say that again!"

"I'm not going!" Yun Mengshi said word by word, her pretty face looking even paler from shouting.

‘Pa’ Prime Minister Yun slapped Yun Mengshi on the face.

Tears welled up in Yun Mengshi's eyes, she covered her little face covered with fingerprints with her plain hands, and glared at Prime Minister Yun angrily.

"It's not your fault. If you don't want to go, you have to go!"

Prime Minister Yun waved his sleeves and walked away.

"I have a baby!"

The feet that had just stepped out of the door stopped in mid-air, and Prime Minister Yun's figure paused!

"Whose bastard?" Prime Minister Yun grabbed her collar and shouted angrily.

"I can't say!" What should she say when she made up things!

Yun Mengshi's voice was weak and feeble, but to Prime Minister Yun's ears, it sounded like it was deliberately concealed. He couldn't help but became furious and grabbed Yun Mengshi's neck.

"Speak quickly, or I will strangle your neck!"

"Cough cough" Yun Mengshi couldn't help coughing a few times, her face turned red.

"Yes~~, it's General Murong," Yun Mengshi muttered in a low voice. She was willing to risk her life. It would be best if her father could agree to her being with Murong Qian!

Prime Minister Yun had a fierce expression on his face, veins popped out on his hands, and he slapped the table with his palm: "Old man Murong, you are going too far to bully others!"

"It's General Murong Qian!" The tone was a bit angry. How could he be involved with the old General Murong!

"Like father, like son, no one is good!" Prime Minister Yun slammed the door angrily and walked out.

*

"Qian'er, what's going on with you and the second lady of the Yun family? Prime Minister Yun has been swearing at you since he came to court!" Murong Houde, who was dressed in court uniform, returned to Donglai Pavilion and couldn't help asking when he saw Murong Qian.

"It's nothing!" His tone was calm and distant.

"Then why do you have children?"

"What?" Madam and Murong Qian both screamed.

"Is it really true?" Madam approached Murong Houde with surprise on her face.

"It seems so!"

"Great!" The lady clasped her hands together and walked back and forth in the hall with a smile on her face. Children! Both sons are married, and there has been no movement after such a long time. She really wants to hold her grandson!

Murong Qian left Donglai Pavilion with a dark face. How could he tell Xue'er about this? Xue'er was still angry about what happened last time!

"Damn it!" He hit the wall hard with his clenched fist, and blood immediately flowed out.

What happened that day and why didn’t he remember it at all?

*

"Madam, Miss Yun Er wants to see you!"

"Let her in quickly!" Madam Murong's brows suddenly beamed with joy, her voice full of joy.

Yun Mengshi moved her steps lightly and followed Dongmei in.

Wearing a pure white floor-length skirt and a light green fringed shawl, her beautiful eyes are shy and she smiles, and her mouth is full of vermillion. She is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

"Come on, sit down quickly!"

"Madam, you have to make the decision for me!" Yun Mengshi wiped her tears with her hands, "Daddy kicked me out and I am homeless!"

"Okay, okay!" Madam took her hand and kept stroking it with a loving look on her face. "You can stay in Murong Mansion first!"

The Xiling Pavilion of Murong Mansion was filled with people.

"You, and you, hurry up and clean up, my lady will be here in a minute!" Green Cao, with a arrogant look on his face, pointed at Xiaohu and Chuntao, urging them.

"It's not my lady!"

"It's not the Second Young Mistress!"

Xiaohu and Chuntao turned around and left, Green Grass jumping in anger.

It has been a day or two since Yun Mengshi stayed in Xiling Pavilion. Mu Xue went to Zuihong Mansion every day but never knew about it. When she saw the green grass, she just thought it was a new maid and didn't pay attention.

*

One day, the wind was calm and the sun was clear, and there were no clouds in the sky, but the atmosphere in Donglai Pavilion was tense.

"She is the Prime Minister's daughter after all. It's a bit inappropriate to make her a concubine. Why don't she become his wife too!" Madam Murong suggested. She also liked Yuyan's child, but she couldn't wrong Yun Mengshi!

"Hey, that's all we can do!" Murong Houde sighed softly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and glanced at his son who had remained silent the whole time.

"I don't agree!" Jian's eyebrows were furrowed and his handsome face was gloomy. "I only have Xue'er as my wife!"

"Then what do you want to do? You already have children!"

"I~" Murong Qian lowered his head weakly, his handsome face full of regret and helplessness.

"Dad, Mom, are you looking for me?" Muxue hurried in.

"Yes." Madam pulled Muxue and asked her to sit next to her, patting her little hand twice. "Yuyan, there is something I want to tell you~~"

The lady stopped talking and looked up at Murong Houde.

"Mom, if you have anything to do, just tell me!"

"Yu Yan, the second lady of the Yun family is pregnant with Qian'er's child. We plan to let Qian'er take her in!" Madam paused. "Although he was kicked out by the Prime Minister, he is still the Prime Minister's daughter. We cannot wrong her, so

~~" Madam Murong stopped talking.

"You want her to be your wife, right?"

"Yes, but don't worry, you are still the head wife." Mrs. Murong looked apologetic, her eyes evasive, "What do you think?"

He raised his dark eyes and glanced at Murong Qian.

His face was haggard and gloomy, and he never raised his head to look at her. Mu Xue's eyes flashed with hurt, and the wound in her heart slowly opened, getting bigger and bigger, and blood flowed out uncontrollably.

"I agree." Mu Xue exhaled like a orchid, her voice was clear and sweet.

Murong Qian looked at Muxue in surprise, unable to believe his ears.

"But you have to divorce me first!"

"No!" Murong Qian couldn't help shouting, with a sullen look on his face. Divorce her? How is this possible?!

"Yuyan, I always thought you were a sensible child. It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines!" Madam scolded, with a somewhat unhappy face on her face.

Muxue was speechless. A group of people poisoned by feudal ideas!

*

Inside Jiyun Palace

Concubine Yun Gui, dressed in gorgeous clothes, lay lazily on the sleeping couch, squinting her eyes and looking at Yun Mengshi who came in.

With a flick of her slender hand, the maids and eunuchs all bowed their heads and went out!

"Sister, do you know that you ruined dad's plan!" With a sullen look on his face, his bright eyes opened and he stared straight at Yun Mengshi.

"Sister, haven't you always wanted to deal with Jiang Yuyan? Now, I've stolen his husband, so I can vent your anger for you!"

"So, you are doing this for me?" He raised his cold eyes and looked directly at Yun Mengshi, "I still have to thank you?"

"Yes." Suddenly she realized that she had said something wrong. Yun Mengshi shook her head repeatedly, "No, sister misunderstood. I also thought that girl was hateful and that's why I did this. Maybe I can win over Murong Qian!"

"That dead girl is so irritating! The Emperor is actually so kind to her!" His bright eyes were full of hatred, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"It would be great if we could really win over Murong Qian!" Concubine Yun nodded thoughtfully, not noticing that Yun Mengshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.