Dagan is often harsh on women, so the mistress of the house should be tolerant and generous.

It can accommodate the master's many concubines, and the children born by the concubines must be cared for as if they were his own.

Ming Fei looked at her crying daughter, held her daughter's hand and patted it, and she had a plan in her mind.

"That child is just the child of a concubine of low status. He is not a problem to you. You just need to feed him."

"If you find it annoying, just go to the remote courtyard of the mansion and leave. Why bother with it so much?"

My mouth was dry after talking too much, so I took a sip of tea and then, Ming Fei, who had casually decided the fate of others, continued to speak.

"The concubine is easy to deal with. The prince consort is also a man. It's normal for a man to be greedy for women and to get tired of the old one in favor of the new. He may be in high spirits for a few days, but he may lose interest in her after a few days. It's up to you to deal with him."

Zhong Lier understood her mother's advice very well. This was how her mistress usually treated those concubines and mistresses who were too careless.

But she was a royal princess, proud of her noble status, so how could she be compared with an ordinary mistress?

"I can't swallow this. I'm a princess, I respect him. Why should I tolerate so much? I can't tolerate that woman, and I can't tolerate her child either."

Ming Fei: "What are you going to do?"

After hearing her mother's question, Zhong Li'er, with bloodshot eyes, pulled the handkerchief in her hand hard and tore it apart, wanting to vent all her grievances and resentment on the handkerchief.

"What else can I do? I'll just kill you!"

There was a strong murderous intent in her words. Ming Fei was unable to persuade her daughter, and she knew that she had run into a dead end and could not get out of it.

She regretted choosing a womanizing husband for her, who spent all his time wandering around with other women, and the relationship between the couple soon fell apart.

Within a few days, Princess Li beat the concubine to death in the street, causing an uproar in the court.

The son of the concubine was a little luckier and escaped the disaster. He is now being raised by his grandparents.

The princess's action caused greater discord between the couple. For several years thereafter, the two lived separately and became a world-famous couple of resentment.

Ten years later, the previous emperor passed away. As the legitimate son of Empress Yuan, the crown prince naturally inherited the throne.

Just as everyone inside and outside the palace was united in preparing for the coronation ceremony, an imperial edict was issued from the Dagan Palace and traveled day and night towards the distant grassland.

At the age of forty, both men and women in ordinary families have reached the age of becoming grandmothers.

The boundless prairie has nurtured countless unruly children. Huyan Yue'er, who was in her early twenties at the time, was the only woman on the prairie to be named the Left Wise King.

"Yue'er, I was lucky enough to find a herd of wild horses on the grassland yesterday. I caught a chestnut pony and trained it to be docile. I'm giving it to you!"

The men of the grassland are passionate and unrestrained, and they express their love openly.

Afraid that other men would seize the opportunity, she would happily give the good things to her beloved first.

Seeing his beloved dismounting in front of him, the young man from the grassland also dismounted, ran over in two steps, and successfully stopped the girl he loved.

Yue'er is in her early twenties this year, and is considered old enough to get married.

My mother would have given birth to her at this age.

However, she was the only daughter of the Great Chanyu and the First Chanyu, and the heir apparent of the Northern Hu, so her marriage could not be easily arranged.

Yue'er inherited 50% to 60% of her mother's appearance and is now the most beautiful girl on the grassland.

Mingli looked at the man standing in front of her. He seemed a little awkward and at a loss under her gaze.

She averted her eyes, curled the corners of her lips slightly, and casually lifted the braid in front of her body with her fingers.

The man from the grassland couldn't help but glance at the beautiful and charming face of the woman in front of him, and his face immediately turned red with shame.

"Let's go tomorrow. I have something to do today."

After sending away the attentive man with a few words, the twenty-year-old girl came to her mother's tent with a mischievous skipping.

Before I even entered the door, I heard my father's powerful voice, which had remained the same for twenty years.

"Don't think I don't know what he's up to. The new emperor didn't properly plan his coronation ceremony, but instead sent a letter asking you to attend his coronation ceremony."

"Count on your fingers! You haven't been back for more than 20 years. What good intentions can he have?"

He paused, his eyes rolled around cleverly, and then he tiptoed to the big tent to eavesdrop.

"Have you forgotten what you promised me before? You promised me that you would take me back to Dagan. Have you forgotten what you said back then? Or are you not keeping your word?"

The female voice in the tent was light and soft, much better than the male voice that had broken through the defense before.

Then Yue'er heard her father's weak rebuttal.

"I admit that I planned to take you back to visit your family the following year, but plans can't keep up with changes. You can't blame me."

"You had just given birth and were in confinement. Besides, the child was still young. Would you be willing to leave her alone? Even if you went alone, I wouldn't let you go alone."

There was a rustling sound, accompanied by the woman's scream.

Yue'er, who was eavesdropping outside the tent, rolled her eyes. She knew without a doubt that this was her father's usual trick: using his beauty to lure men.

But Dad, don't forget that you are over 40 years old. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are an old man. You still have some of the beauty and majesty of your youth.

She sighed and decided not to eavesdrop anymore. Yue'er went back home without knowing that not long after she left, her parents had a big argument.

The thick bed curtains were stacked one upon another, and she was lying in the man's arms. After making love, she poked the man's chest, who looked very satisfied, and said hatefully.

"I just wanted to take this opportunity to go back and take a look. Look at you, you're so mean to me. I really don't want to bother with you anymore!"

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