Chapter 3: Someone else’s wife? Steal her!
"That Nanny Wang was beaten to death, and her body was dragged to the back hills to feed the wolves."
Qinglan described it vividly, as if she were there. She finally asked in confusion, "That minister's wife went straight back to Kyoto. Why didn't she come to see you, young lady? Isn't she your mother, young lady?"
"She's not!"
Su Tangyu leaned back against the soft pillow, clutching the quilt tightly with her five fingers. "She was originally just my father's concubine. After my mother died in childbirth, my father made her his second wife."
She once wondered why her father wanted to harm her.
They are blood relatives!
Later I learned that Dad and Song Meifang were childhood sweethearts and had already secretly decided to spend their lives together.
Marrying the mother is for the huge dowry!
He used his mother's dowry to fill in the Ministry of Works' black accounts, and thus rose step by step to become the Minister of Works.
The mother had a difficult childbirth, resulting in two deaths. It was not an accident!
He and Song Meifang killed her!
After her mother died, Su Tangyu, who was only six years old, was sent to a nunnery, under the pretext of praying for a smooth next life for her deceased mother and her younger brother who died young.
This time, I’ve been gone for twelve years!
Calling her back now means he wants to harm her and kill her!
Su Tangyu has already died once.
After being reborn, she wants to avenge herself, her mother, and her brother who died young!
After lying in bed for a whole day, Su Tangyu didn't see anyone except Qinglan. It seemed that she had angered Xiao Jin and was disliked by him.
Su Tangyu was exceptionally calm.
She was sure that Xiao Jin would come back!
late at night.
Xiao Jin stood silently at the head of the bed, his eyes dark and deep, staring straight at Su Tangyu's sleeping face.
He sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his fingers, and slowly stroked Su Tangyu's cheek...
It is like the finest white jade, soft and delicate, with an alluring warmth.
If you apply a little pressure with your fingertips, a light red mark will be left.
Because she grew up in a nunnery, her delicate skin and tender flesh exuded a light sandalwood fragrance, which was a smell that Xiao Jin liked very much.
It also has a sweet daughter scent, a perfect blend that is addictive.
Her black hair was like clouds, and her neck was as slender as a swan. Xiao Jin's vision was blocked by the quilt, but he could see it clearly and the touch was endlessly lingering.
He initially suspected that someone had found out about his habit and carefully prepared the gift.
Who knew...
She is the eldest daughter of the Minister of Works, who is raised in a nunnery on the mountain. She is also the fiancée of the prince of the Ningguo Marquisate, who was betrothed to her since childhood.
"Heh." Xiao Jin didn't care.
After living for twenty-six years, I finally found the antidote that could quench my thirst and addiction.
So what if she’s someone else’s wife?
Just grab it!
Once he tasted it, it could only be him!
Xiao Jin raised his hand and pinched Su Tangyu's chin. His dark and deep black pupils turned from cold to hot.
He no longer restrained himself and lowered his head to kiss her hard...
Su Tangyu struggled to wake up from her sleep.
She was kissed until she couldn't breathe, her almond-shaped eyes were vacant and misty as she stared at the gauze curtains, a tear rolling down the corner of her eye.
Xiao Jin raised his hand to wipe it off, brought it to his lips and tasted it, "Sweet."
"...Woo." Su Tangyu came back to her senses, timidly shrank towards the head of the bed, and cried weakly and helplessly: "Please... don't do this, I have a fiancé. If he knew, he would be very angry."
Xiao Jin's eyes darkened and he became filled with anger.
He stared straight at Su Tangyu, "Xiao Yu'er, I'll give you a better choice. Warm my bed, what do you want? What do you have?"
Su Tangyu spat in her heart!
In her previous life, Xiao Jin had said something similar. When she was imprisoned in a separate courtyard without seeing the sun, Xiao Jin appeared mysteriously and ghostly, as if offering alms: "Warm my bed in exchange for your freedom."
In the previous life, Su Tangyu reacted violently and told him to get out!
Things are different now. Su Tangyu will not let him go, but she will not give in to his wishes either.
She hugged the quilt and shook her head with tears in her eyes: "No! Regent, please let me go. I am going down the mountain to marry my fiancé."
“That’s enough!”
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xiao Jin's eyes, "Fiancé? Do you really want to marry Gu Mingyan?"
Su Tangyu nodded.
Xiao Jin's eyes became more and more terrifying. He stretched out his hands to hold Su Tangyu's little face and forcefully pulled her in front of him.
His tone was gloomy and sarcastic: "Xiao Yu'er, do you know that Gu Mingyan loves your sister Su Zhaoyang and will never marry you!"
"Impossible, you lied to me!"
"Don't believe it? Go back and take a good look yourself." Xiao Jin let go of her, his eyes cold and deep.
The next day.
Xiao Jin arranged a carriage to send Su Tangyu back to Kyoto, the Shangshu Mansion.
The carriage arrived at the gate of the Shangshu Mansion. Su Tangyu still pretended to be asleep until she heard hurried footsteps outside. Her good father and a group of people from the Shangshu Mansion bowed down and said, "Welcome to the Regent!"
whee!
Su Tangyu opened her eyes, looking at Qinglan blankly as if she had just woken up: "Are we there yet?"
Qinglan smiled and nodded, "Yes, we are already at your doorstep, Miss Su."
Su Tangyu suddenly realized what was going on. She sat up and slowly adjusted her hair and skirt. After she had enough time, she got off the carriage.
In front of the Shangshu Mansion.
Her biological father Su Jian, stepmother Song Meifang, sister Su Zhaoyang and a group of people were still kneeling on the ground.
Su Tangyu looked back at the sign of the Regent's Palace hanging on the carriage. It really works!
A hint of a smile faded from her lips.
Turning around, he feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Hey, Daddy, why are you kneeling on the ground? Get up!"
Su Jian was confused.
He raised his head and stared at Su Tangyu with a dazed look on his face.
Su Tangyu's mother is not only the daughter of a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, but also the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan.
Su Tangyu looked like her mother, with picturesque eyebrows, a delicate nose, and red lips, a beautiful and delicate face. She wore a purple-blue skirt, soft and luxurious. Her black hair hung down, with a jade hairpin inserted diagonally, and she was beautiful and refined.
How does this look like she just came out of a nunnery?
Su Jian thought for a moment that his deceased wife had returned, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Daddy, don't you recognize your daughter?" Su Tangyu called out again, and Su Jian came back to his senses.
He looked doubtful and looked into the carriage first: "Where is the Regent?"
"There is no regent, only a daughter."
Su Jian's expression changed instantly. He stood up angrily, waving his sleeves, and glared at Su Tangyu, scolding, "Asshole! Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Song Meifang was so angry that she almost fainted. She actually knelt in front of this little bitch for a long time. She was so angry!!!
If they weren't at the gate, Song Meifang would have pounced on Su Tangyu and slapped her a few times.
She was so angry that she sarcastically said, "Tangyu, you are at least the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion and you are engaged. You came back in the Regent's carriage. If the news gets out, it will be shameful!"
Su Tangyu heard the temptation in her words.
With a faint smile, she replied, "I was able to meet the Prince Regent thanks to Auntie and Nanny Wang. Auntie, where is Nanny Wang?"
Song Meifang's face turned pale instantly, and she was trembling all over with anger and fear.
"Sister, you are confused. My mother is the wife of the principal wife!"
Su Zhaoyang deliberately emphasized his pronunciation and stepped forward to stare at Su Tangyu's face, his eyes full of jealousy and resentment. After that, she complained to Su Jian again: "Daddy, don't you think so?"
"That's right! Tangyu, don't be so rude and call me mother!"
"My mother is dead!"
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