Shen Qinghe hugged her son, and the little boy sensed her mood, "Mommy is unhappy?"
Shen Qinghe's tears fell.
Wen Yicheng quickly reached out to wipe it away for her, "Mother, don't cry, Yicheng will be a good boy."
Shen Qinghe never regretted giving birth to this child.
Initially, she wanted to completely control Wen Zhixuan, but after all, he was her own flesh and blood. After ten months of pregnancy, they were connected by blood and naturally had a deep affection for each other.
Her son was taken away before she even saw him when he was born.
The mother and son were not reunited until three years later.
She had considered what she would face if her misdeeds were exposed one day. But at that moment, she had no other way out.
Now that it has actually happened, she realizes that she cannot bear the consequences.
The world is always harsh on women.
Even though her private life was morally questionable, it was Lu Yanhe who betrayed his fiancée, and she didn't hold a knife to his neck to force him.
In other people's mouths, it became a one-sided seduction by her.
Even though Lu Yanhe's reputation was tarnished as a result, it was nothing serious. Once the storm passed, he continued to work as an assistant minister in the Ministry of Rites.
As for Wen Zhixuan, he was a favorite minister of the emperor. Emperor Hongde was aware of the past events and would not hold him accountable for rumors.
Shen Qinghe was suffering greatly.
After Wen Zhixuan finished his work and returned to his room, he was about to lie down when he heard her crying. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Shen Qinghe turned around, her eyes red and swollen, clearly feeling wronged.
When Wen Zhixuan saw her like this, he understood seven or eight parts of the situation.
"Recently, I helped the Emperor implement the equal land distribution decree, which offended many people. I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Shen Qinghe sat up, threw herself into his arms, and tears streamed down her face.
"Is it really this difficult to be an enemy of powerful families?"
Jiang Shuman had spoken to her about politics and people's livelihood before, but she was focused on being a proper young lady and did not pursue such matters excessively.
They also had no real experience with the methods of aristocratic families.
Only now do I understand what my mother, a noblewoman from a prominent family and the orphan of a meritorious official, felt when she was driven out of the capital.
At that time, the Empress was still her mother's aunt, and she could only barely save her life.
Wen Zhixuan is now at odds with the entire aristocratic family and clan.
Rumors may just be a trivial beginning.
Wen Zhixuan frowned, but still patiently said, "You grew up in the capital, so you should know how powerful the aristocratic families are."
Shen Qinghe cried pitifully, "What do I know? I was neglected by my parents since I was little, raised in the Duke's mansion, always cautious and walking on thin ice. I only managed to win my great-aunt's favor by imitating the words and actions of a dead person. I'm not Jiang Shuman, I don't have her background, I can have whatever I want. She can kick Lu Yanhe aside, but I have to be caught up in rumors because of this..."
When Wen Zhixuan heard her try to shift the blame to Jiang Shuman again, his face turned cold.
"If she doesn't kick Lu Yanhe away, is she supposed to endure this half-cooked rice and swallow it down?"
Shen Qinghe stopped crying.
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