Chapter 315 The Original Match of Affliction VS the Upper Third (1)

"The heroine of this world..." Gu Sheng felt a little bad after reading the information.

The female protagonist Liang Chenyu is the young lady of the Taifu's house of Qi State. She has a good reputation.

This marriage in the Taifu Mansion was the old princess of Zhenbei Wangfu, the mother of Zhenbei Wang, Qin Yuanzheng's grandmother, who asked for marriage in person.

Originally it was a good story that was a perfect match, but the Taifu's mansion never knew that Qin Yuanzheng actually had a childhood sweetheart cousin, Zhang's daughter Mingshu.

So, when Liang Chenyu was sixteen years old, she was married by the eight-carried sedan chair from the palace of Zhenbei, and after worshipping in the hall, what greeted her was the humiliation of her newlywed husband leaving her alone in the empty room.

What's even more intolerable is that, on the second day of the wedding, when Liang Chenyu served tea to the elders according to the rules, he saw her husband who was supposed to be with her, and came in with a beautiful woman with a gentle face.

The woman was also dressed in red, standing beside Qin Yuanzheng, more like the bride of Zhenbei Wangfu than Liang Chenyu herself.

Liang Chenyu fainted on the spot.

She woke up and saw the loving face of the old princess of Zhenbei Wangfu: "Yu'er, you are the princely concubine I begged for with this old face, I know that the child of Yuanzheng is sorry for you, but you are already husband and wife. , is there any obstacle between this husband and wife? Don't worry, Mrs. Zhang, I have already sent the person away, and I have scolded Yuan Zheng. You can take care of yourself, I am still waiting for you Give me a little great-grandson."

What else can Liang Chenyu say? She endured it and told herself that taking her time could always restore her husband's heart.

She is a perfect wife and a perfect mistress, who manages the affairs of Zhenbei Wangfu tightly.

Although her husband Qin Yuanzheng was not close to her, he never shared a concubine's room, and never stayed in Huajie Liuxiang. Liang Chenyu thought to herself that as long as she fulfilled her responsibility as a wife, her husband would come to her heart sooner or later.

However, she did not expect that what she was waiting for was the news that Zhang's daughter was pregnant.

That day, she went to Guanshan Temple to pray for blessings, and was stopped by the carriage on the way back to the house.

Zhang's daughter's gorgeous face appeared in front of her: "Sister is polite."

Liang Chenyu sneered on the spot: "In terms of identity, I am the wife of the prince of Zhenbei, and the wife of the second rank. You are only a local girl, so what qualifications do you have to be worthy of my sister? In terms of relatives, you are the cousin of the prince, You also have to call me sister-in-law, I don't know Miss Zhang, has anyone in the family taught etiquette?"

That Zhang Mingshu was shaken by these remarks, with a tearful face on Hibiscus' face, showing no pity.

"Why does elder sister humiliate me so much? I am two months pregnant now, and I have to enter the palace in a while. It seems that elder sister can't tolerate me anymore?"

Liang Chenyu was shocked, but he didn't say much and just returned to the palace.

She went to the princess' room on the spot and asked Zhang Mingshu clearly.

It turned out that the old princess Cheng Nuo drove Zhang Mingshu away that day, but sent the person to a village.

It turned out that her husband was busy with official business every day, and never lingered on women, just because he was all tied to Zhang Mingshu.

It turned out that the Zhenbei Wangfu had already made a decision to admit Zhang Mingshu's child into the door before she could say anything.

It turned out that all the efforts he had made, hoping to save his husband's heart, were nothing but a joke.

The Taifu Mansion was the leader of the Qing Dynasty. Liang Chenyu had read poetry and books since childhood, and was familiar with etiquette, righteousness, integrity, and shame. How could he endure such humiliation.

That night, she used the three-foot white silk to end her life.