Chapter 1 Love Yourself First

Three days ago, Pei Jian brought his newly widowed cousin to his home.

When the servant reported the news, Wen Nianxi was listening to an opera.

The actors on the stage were singing so lively that the stands seemed even more deserted.

After the play is over, the lovers finally get married.

Wen Nianxi also applauded.

Everyone in the main house is worried about her situation, wondering when she will make room for the newcomer. Only Nianxi is doing as usual, staying in the East Garden to listen to operas every day.

It was said in the mansion that she had gone mad.

When Pei Jian came, he was holding a boy of five or six years old.

He is Xu Wanxin's son.

At dusk, the rain falls like threads.

"This child will be registered in your name," Pei Jian said straight to the point, "and he will be our legitimate son in the future."

Nian Xi did not respond, but looked up and carefully looked at the person sitting opposite her.

The last time I saw him was three months ago.

She met Pei Jian at the age of fifteen and married him at the age of seventeen.

The eldest son of the Pei family is a man of extraordinary talent and a talent for governing a country. In just ten years, he has been promoted to the position of Right Prime Minister. As the Left Prime Minister is getting old, Pei Jian is about to take a step further and become second only to the emperor.

Everyone in Beijing envied her good fortune.

The man is not only outstanding, but also "loyal".

After ten years of marriage, even though she had not given birth to any children, Pei Jian never considered taking a concubine. Even if a beauty was sent to him, he would remain calm.

A man who holds great power and is rarely loyal can be considered a perfect man.

"A commoner with two taels of silver in his pocket wants to buy a maid to serve him," her cousin once said to her, "Do you want to go to heaven?"

Wen Nianxi doesn't want to go to heaven.

She just wanted to return to the ground, to a lively place, instead of sinking to the bottom of a stagnant pool.

Because Pei Jian's heart has never been with her.

After being married for ten years, she even forgot how to get along with Pei Jian.

I remember when she was newly married, she learned how to cook from her cook six months in advance to celebrate Pei Jian's birthday, and cooked a large table of food. She also specially invited her parents and brothers to come, just to give Pei Jian a lively birthday.

But until the moon was at its zenith and the longevity noodles were clumped together, the steward came to apologize and said, "My husband is busy with official business and can't leave."

She sent her parents out of the house alone.

Her father and brother's faces turned dark and blue, her mother seemed to be hesitant to speak, but she was still explaining for Pei Jian.

The next day, Xu Wanxin came in person to apologize for Pei Jian, "It's all Wan'er's fault. If Wan'er hadn't had a headache, my cousin wouldn't have left me alone and stayed with me the whole night. My cousin, please don't blame my cousin."

At that moment, Nian Xi felt as if she had been stripped naked and thrown under the scorching sun.

Shameful and embarrassing.

My heart feels cold.

That night, she lost her only child - this was originally a surprise for her husband at the birthday party.

Now, Pei Jian wants to give Xu Wanxin's son to her.

Pay with your life?

The cousin scolded her for being stupid, "Love is just a trick to fool young girls. How old are you? You are 28! Instead of being sad and depressed, you should find someone who can give birth and take care of you as soon as possible. Having a child by your side is worse than anything else."

Nian Xi frowned when she heard this.

No matter how wrong it was, it was always her who provoked him in the first place, causing the lovers to miss each other in their lives.

After getting married, she found out that Pei Jian and Xu Wanxin were childhood sweethearts and had been engaged. On the day of their wedding, Xu's cousin had jumped into the river to commit suicide.

Nian Xi slowly exhaled, "Pei Jian, let's get a divorce."

There was a moment of surprise on Pei Yan's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Stop messing around."

He frowned slightly, with a hint of impatience, blaming her for her lack of interest, "This is for your own good."

At one moment, Nian Xi wanted to jump up and accuse hysterically or curse loudly.

Like the woman she had met in the East Market.

Unfortunately, the silence lasted too long, and she no longer had the desire to argue with him.

It was not until this moment that she truly understood that the man in front of her could no longer control her emotions.

Pei Jian is no longer in her heart.

She loved the wrong person and married the wrong person.

I heard that Pei Jian and Cousin Xu have been going out together these days, just like a loving couple. She should take the initiative to give up her seat.

"I've thought about it for a long time," Nian Xi lowered her eyebrows and stopped looking at him, "Pei Jian, I want to divorce you."

To be fair, Pei Jian did nothing wrong.

He gave her honor, status, and even gave her Xu Wanxin's son as her "legitimate son."

He is fine.

It's just that she is no longer in my heart.

"I don't love you anymore."

Pei Jian's eyes were gloomy.

He had long been able to hide his emotions despite the ups and downs in the officialdom. Until he heard these words, he was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the attendant hurried in and whispered a few words in his ear.

Nian Xi understood, "Go and deal with urgent matters."

She was originally thinking, if Pei Jian asked about the reason, would she really have to list all the things that happened over the years? It sounded more like a complaint that she wanted to be redeemed.

That's fine.

Pei Jian was silent for a long time. Before he stood up, he said to her, "The palace has urgently summoned you. I will discuss the rest after I return home."

But she never waited for Pei Jian.

That night, Nianxi had severe abdominal pain and vomited several liters of black blood.

The imperial doctors were at a loss as to what to do, and they sent out wave after wave of attendants to the palace to ask for help, but Pei Jian never returned.

The blood stains that she didn't have time to wipe off soaked through her chest. At this moment of lingering, Nian Xi felt a little sad.

She fears loneliness the most.

But until death, you are alone.

If she had known that life would be so short, she would have made the most of it and lived it to the fullest.

Love yourself well.