After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

Yao Xinyu rang about her mother who died young.

As far back as I can remember, my parents respected each other as guests, and they rarely blush to argue.

She once said that she would look for a man like her father in the future.

But her mother told her that her father didn't love her, he didn't love anyone but herself, and marrying her was just the best result after weighing the pros and cons, let her find someone who truly loved her.

After her mother died, the man didn't even shed a tear, so she completely believed it.

She doesn't want any love, she wants supreme dignity and power.

Why are women called shameless if they have ambitions? What are the three obediences and four virtues, virtuous and pleasant, are just the shackles that the world places on women.

No matter who wanted to block her way, even if it was her father, she would never show mercy.

A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes.

Lang Sheng stood aside, she should have been terrified when she heard these words, but for some reason, she was a little excited.

"Girl, does the co-governance of men and women mean that women can also be officials and make decisions?"

"As long as there are talented people, why should there be a distinction between men and women?"

Confine the women in the inner courtyard, don't leave the door, and don't go through the second door, and you don't want to be ashamed of their jealousy.

Such a scene, the family of those noble children do not know how many.

The master and servant were talking, when there was a knock on the door: "Prince Concubine, the eldest son is here to see you."

Lang Sheng glanced at the sky, it was the time agreed between their girl and the eldest son.

A few days ago, Yao Xinyu had been "resting and recuperating" and did not see any visitors. Ji Wuhen was locked up, and the prince's mansion was deserted for a while.

Yao Xinyu got up immediately.

In the hall, a young man in a crescent gown stood at the entrance of the corridor, behind him were piles of supplements that could hardly fit on the table.

The man's black hair is in a high bundle, and there is a look of worry that cannot be concealed under his eyebrows.

He and Yao Xinyu have six or seven points of similar appearance, except that one is a woman, gentle and gentle, and the other is a handsome man. Not many.

With the growth of age, Yao Linge is more free and easy now, but he does not appear wanton and unruly.

When Yao Xinyu came over, he hurriedly went up to meet her, observed her expression, and he was relieved to make sure that she was getting better.

"I was worried that coming here at this time would affect your rest. Now it seems that you have recovered a lot."

The two entered the hall and sat down.

There are no outsiders at the moment, so there is no deliberate call from Zun.

"Brother, why are you free to come here at this time, and didn't you enjoy the flowers and drink tea with your friends?" Yao Xinyu asked casually,

Yao Linge wasn't annoyed either. At this moment, she was still in the mood to joke, which showed that she could think about it.

As a younger sister, she has high ambitions at a young age.

"Yeah, I'm not worried about you." He responded to her teasing, and asked someone to take the tonic: "I brought you some tonic, you remember to eat, you can't wrong yourself."

"Don't worry brother, I'm already fine."

Yao Linge looked at her with a sincere smile, but he was not sure.

It's a big deal for a woman to lose her child, how could she not be sad.

He took Yao Xinyu's smile as a forced smile for granted, and when he thought about it, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

But he didn't intend to take the initiative to mention her sad things.

"You don't live here well. Why don't you come home with me for a few days. Your yard is reserved and cleaned every day. I'll take you out of town to play in just two days."

"Brother, I'm the imperial concubine now." Knowing that he cared about her, Yao Xinyu's heart warmed up.

From childhood to big brother, he always protects himself.

Maybe it was God's will, the only son of his ambitious father didn't like power, but instead passed on his ambition to her.

Yao Linge didn't take it seriously: "So what about the princess, you have been wronged, who would dare to stop you when you go back to your mother's house."

Thinking of his younger sister's vitality being seriously injured because of Ji Wuhen's miscarriage, Yao Linge wanted to pull Ji Wuhen out to teach him a lesson.

He seldom fights with others, although his kung fu is not good, it is more than enough to beat a prince.

"I know my brother's kindness, but I'm really fine."

Concubine Wan and Ji Wuhen were the ones who had something to do.

Seeing her insistence, Yao Linge also knew that it was useless to persuade her, "That's fine, you just have to make a plan. If you have anything, just come to elder brother."

The two brothers and sister chatted a few more homely words before Yao Linge left the Prince's Mansion.

The servant followed him, saw that he didn't come home, and ran to the market again, and hurriedly stopped him, "Young master, it's time to go back to the house. If the prime minister knows that you have finished watching the girl and ran out to hang out again, he will punish you again."

"It's okay, I heard that those girls like to use fragrance dew, just now I didn't think about it, now go buy some for Xinyu, so that she can feel better."

Hearing this, the boy was speechless.

However, his son looks elegant and stable on the surface, but he is actually unreliable.

Taking advantage of the time when he was asked to buy perfume, he turned around and went into the study next door.

Holding a few bottles of incense, he exposed the door of the shop. Seeing that there was no one at the door, the servant went to the study to find someone without even thinking about it.

Sure enough, he found Yao Linge who was discussing the new travel notes with the owner of the study.

"My lord, didn't you agree to go back after buying the fragrance?" The servant was deeply resentful.

It doesn't matter if the young master is fined, it will also cause him, a servant, to lose his monthly salary.

How could he be such a master.

Before Yao Linge could reply, there was a commotion outside the shop.

A five or six-year-old girl was squatting on the ground in horror, trying to get up from the cold, trembling all over, and held down by a woman with a twitching face.

"Mother, wake up, mother..."

Accompanied by the cries of young children, more and more people gathered around.

Yao Linge walked towards the door and pushed aside the crowd to see the situation clearly.

"This woman must be suffering from epilepsy. Look at this baby crying. What should I do?"

"Epileptic disease is a mad disease, and it can kill people when it occurs. Has anyone gone to see a doctor?"

As soon as the words fell, Yao Linge pointed to the boy and said, "Songshu, hurry up and call the doctor."

Human life is at stake, and the boy doesn't think about money anymore, so he puts the dew in the study and runs away.

"Little girl, don't cry, don't hold your mother." She pulled the little girl up, and then dispersed the crowd to make room for the patient to breathe.

The woman who was lying sideways on the ground convulsed more and more, foaming from the corners of her mouth.

"mother--"

Seeing this situation, the little girl cried even more heart-piercingly. With some strength, she pushed Yao Lingo away and rushed towards him.

"Looks like it won't work."

The onlookers shook their heads, the nearest medical clinic would have to walk for a while.

Just as the crowd let out a sigh of regret, a tall young man suddenly pushed aside the crowd and made way for the woman behind him.

The woman supported the woman, pulled the woman to lie flat with forceful means, and then turned her over with force.