The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

The decoction was light amber in color and looked very clear. Wei Lanzhi took a bite, and the taste was a bit bitter. It was not so much a decoction as it was a tea soup.

Mrs. Wu's lips trembled. Just when she was about to say something, Wei Lanzhi looked up at her. Mrs. Wu hurriedly lowered her head and said to Wei Lanzhi, "Hurry up and drink."

Wei Lanzhi put down a bowl of soup and medicine, and then filled the two bottles of pills that her mother gave her. When she wanted to say goodbye to her mother, she heard Mrs. Wu say to her: "Many people are taboo to take medicine and ask for a child. You went to Tushan Palace. , Remember to take the medicine with someone on your back, and don't let people in the palace see it."

"Yes," Wei Lanzhi replied: "Daughter remembered."

Mrs. Wu took the handkerchief and pressed her eyes fiercely, her voice suddenly turned cold and said: "You are no longer my daughter, and we won't have to meet again in the future."

Wei Lanzhi was almost crying when Mrs. Wu said it, and her voice cried out sadly: "Mother!"

"You killed your third brother!" Mrs. Wu gritted her teeth: "Your father said, he can't go to the imperial examination court, and he can't go on official career."

The expression on Wei Lanzhi's face was sad, "Mother, my daughter really doesn't know that my third brother will go to fight with the Jiang brothers. Mother, my daughter will go here, and I don't know what the fate is, the third brother, he, and the Wei family."

So you are more pitiful than your brother?

Mrs. Wu's heart is like a knife cut, and you can't tell if nothing happens. The daughter she gave birth to is such a person. Your brother's future in this life has been ruined, how about you? You still feel that your brother can live at home, which is better than your situation. You push things to a halt, but you feel that you are more pitiful than your brother?

"If you don't tell him, why would he scold the second lady of the Jiang family?" Mrs. Wu said coldly: "He recognizes the second lady of Jiang? If you don't say it, how would he know that the king of Tushan asked to marry the second lady of the Jiang family? The third brother is the one who inquires about this kind of thing?"

Wei Lanzhi: "The third brother said, he heard the Jiang family brag about it."

There were tears in Mrs. Wu’s eyes, but Wei Lanzhi’s eyes were cold, "There is something you probably don’t know yet," Mrs. Wu said to her daughter: "The son of Tushan Wang enters the palace during the day and asks the Holy Spirit for marriage. He wants to marry the second lady of the Jiang family as his wife."

No one really told Wei Lanzhi about this. After hearing Mrs. Wu's words, he could use five thunders and the sky to collapse to describe Wei Lanzhi at this moment.

How could this be?

Mrs. Wu: "However, Mrs. Xu from the Anyuan Mansion also entered the palace. She wants to promise the second lady to Zhao Xilou, the elder of the Yue Kingdom Mansion."

Wei Lanzhi looked at Mrs. Wu in a daze, and muttered: "No, this is not true."

"Look," Mrs. Wu said, "You are still a person who can't ask for it despite your shame, but others disdain him."

Mrs. Wu's words were too irritating to Wei Lanzhi. Jiang Mingyue was a woman who didn't deserve to be mentioned in front of her, so embarrassing her?

"That's because the Jiang family knows it!" Wei Lanzhi's emotions suddenly became agitated, and she said loudly to Mrs. Wu, "How can the Jiang daughter match the elder son?"

Mrs. Wu pointed her hand to the door and said, "You go."

Since she won't meet again in the future, why should she talk more to this wicked girl?

Wei Lanzhi regretted it again at this time. The pity of her mother was the only thing she could still hold on to the Wei family. If her mother didn't care about her, she would really become the abandoned daughter of the Wei family.

"Mother, mother," Wei Lanzhi wanted to apologize.

Mrs. Wu turned around and walked quickly out of the small hall, Wang Ma soon brought people in, "please" Wei Lanzhi to go with her.

"The slave maid will send the girl to Tushan Palace," Wang Ma said to Wei Lanzhi: "The girl takes a step forward, and the slave maid will go with him, so that at least the girl will give herself a personal face."

The night rain didn't stop, and the situation was not weak. The sky and the earth were all dim. Wei Lanzhi walked in the heavy rain in a daze. When he reached the second door, he saw the four rooms in the house standing in the corridor, the concubine and all the ladies.

"The old lady let the ladies take a good look," a woman who was waiting next to the old lady, after seeing Wei Lanzhi approaching, said with a straight face: "My daughter's house has the rules of a daughter's house to abide by, if so If the rules are broken, it will end up like this."

Leaving home in the middle of the night, not to mention that the front door of the house is closed, you can't even go to the front door of the inner house! There is nothing in the sedan chair, the phoenix crown, the dowry, the dowry, the welcoming and sending off teams.

"Go," Wang Ma pulled Wei Lanzhi, and Wei Lanzhi, who was about to stop, pulled out the second door directly.

With a bang, two thick wooden doors were quickly closed behind Wei Lanzhi.

"That girl left this door," Wei Lanzhi could still hear the voice of the woman in the door, and the woman said: "She has nothing to do with the Wei family anymore. There will be no living concubines in the Wei family."

Except for the voice of the woman preaching, there was also the sound of heavy rain falling to the ground, and there was no other sound.

Wei Lanzhi almost vomited and bleeds, but she had to move forward step by step. This family couldn't accommodate her anymore, she knew it.

Outside the small door, a two-carriage sedan chair covered with oilcloth had been waiting for Wei Lanzhi for a long time. Mother Wang didn't allow Wei Lanzhi to look at it too much. Before and after Wei Lanzhi arrived in the sedan chair, Mother Wang stretched out her hand and pushed Miss Wei into the sedan chair.

"Get up," Mother Wang urged the bearer to close the door of the sedan vigorously.

"What about her?" A maid pointed her hand behind them. Behind them was Cailian, who fell to the ground as soon as she went out.

Mother Wang is even less likely to have sympathy for picking lotus. "Catch up by yourself," Wang Ma said coldly to picking lotus. "Either you can find a place to die by yourself."

The torture on Cailian's body was not healed, and she really couldn't walk now. After struggling on the ground several times, the girl couldn't stand up.

Poor? It was really pitiful, but she was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. She fell into the rain with a torture, struggling desperately just to stand up.

Wei Lanzhi opened the sedan door and said to Wang Ma: "Let her enter the sedan chair."

Wang Ma looked back at Wei Lanzhi.

A dying wind lamp was hung on the front and back of the small sedan. In the wind and rain, the lights from these two lamps were extremely dim and flickering. Wei Lanzhi deliberately faded away her painted face. Under this kind of light, others could hardly see her aliveness.

"Help her into the sedan chair," Mother Wang said to the two maids.

Cailian was pushed into the sedan chair by the maid, and the soaked man, who had no one to help with the umbrella, entered the sedan chair and got wet on the bottom of the sedan chair.

"Go," Mother Wang said to the bearer.

The bearer lifted the sedan chair and walked towards the end of the street.

Only Wang's mother was holding an umbrella and walking by the sedan chair. The other maidservants, before watching Wei Lanzhi's sedan chair go away, all turned back to the house.

Wei Lanzhi and Cailian squeezed in a narrow sedan chair. Whether it was a young lady or a maid, the two felt dependent on each other.