Rebirth: The first daughter-in-law

When Xie Jingya saw such a scene, her nervousness suddenly burst out, and she roared: "Shilan, you shameless maid!"

When Shilan saw Xie Jingya, she immediately stopped her ecstasy and hid in Zhao Wenxuan's broad body in fear, not even daring to raise her head.

"What? Are you not satisfied with what you see?" Zhao Wenxuan looked at Xie Jingya coldly without any hesitation, without any explanation in his words, and even with a little provocation.

"How can this wretched maidservant serve her husband if she has no shame?" Xie Jingya tried her best to suppress her anger. In order to make her voice sound calmer, she tried hard to squeeze out a smile so that she didn't look like she was about to get angry.

As a lion, she knew that Zhao Wenxuan was very upset about her not being red during the wedding night. For this misunderstanding, she could bear it and even look at his eyes.

"Does this shameless maid have no shame?" He looked at her sarcastically, then smiled softly and said, "This shameless maid in your mouth has just proved to me that she is a very pure girl."

Zhao Wenxuan's voice emphasized the word purity.

In Xie Jingya's ears, it was like a burst of thunder, which made her unable to fight back.

"Master...I'm afraid..." Shilan, who was huddled in Zhao Wenxuan's arms, made a thin whisper at this moment.

"Don't be afraid. Master will protect you and no one will dare to bully you!" His voice was like a spring breeze, bathing the maid in his arms.

Xie Jingya stood there numbly, her eyes widened. She wanted to leave, but her feet were like lead and she couldn't move. She was a proud young lady, and her dignity had never been trampled on by anyone, but at this moment

, but she was like a fungus for others to laugh at, but couldn't find the reason to fight back.

In front of Xie Jingya, Shilan clung tightly to Zhao Wenxuan's strong waist with her small hands, whispering softly with a hint of coquettishness, "With these words, Shilan is not afraid anymore even if she dies!"

Listening to their "sweet" conversation, Xie Jingya just felt sick and couldn't bear it anymore.

He clenched his hands into fists and growled: "Zhao Wenxuan, don't push people too hard!"

"You are so shameless that you actually bite someone in return. The rich daughter of Shangshu Mansion is actually such a thing, huh!" He belittled him unceremoniously.

"I told you, it's not what you think, why don't you believe it?" Why didn't he understand her innocence?

"Do you think I'm an idiot? With the ironclad facts in front of me and the evidence conclusive, should I doubt it?" he replied rhetorically.

"In this case, let's go to the imperial doctor. I believe there must be someone in the imperial hospital who can explain this matter." Although this matter is very unpopular for a woman, she really doesn't want her husband to be like this all the time.

Doubts and misunderstandings persist.

"Haha..." Zhao Wenxuan looked up and laughed as if he had heard a big joke.

Zhao Jingya was on the side, her palms were pinched so hard that they were bleeding.

Zhao Wenxuan stopped laughing and said angrily to Xie Jingya in a cold voice: "You Zhao Jingya can't afford to embarrass this person, our Ningguo Palace cannot afford to embarrass this person, and the royal family's love can't even afford to embarrass that face!"

His words were like a bolt of lightning that struck Xie Jingya's heart, causing her to collapse instantly. But she warned herself that she couldn't cry, especially with that despicable maid present.