My house was confiscated and I was exiled. I emptied the emperor's warehouse and fled.

"Third Master, you must be hungry. There is some medicinal porridge on the stove that the princess sent. Can I bring it over?"

Just as Qin Mu was silent, Zhao Keyan remembered her new identity and immediately changed her name.

She knelt beside the bed, her eyes moist and gentle as water.

Under the candlelight, the exquisite makeup made her already outstanding beauty even more outstanding. Coupled with the gorgeous wedding dress, she was as beautiful as a peach tree in its twilight years.

Qin Mu was not moved at all, and said indifferently: "Okay, and ask Yan Dong to come over."

Zhao Keyan agreed obediently and just stood up when Yan Dong, who was guarding outside the house, heard the noise and knocked on the door and came in.

Seeing Qin Mu wake up, he asked with concern: "Third Master, how do you feel? Do you want to ask a doctor to come and take a look?"

"No need."

"Then I'll bring you some porridge."

"I'll go, you take care of the Third Master." Zhao Keyan said and left the room.

When Qin Mu asked about the process of marrying, he learned that it was Uncle Qin who was behind the scenes. His eyes moved slightly and he felt mixed emotions.

There were footsteps outside the house, and their conversation came to an abrupt end.

Zhao Keyan brought Su Yunwan's special medicinal porridge and wanted to feed it to Qin Mu herself, but was stopped by Qin Mu, "Leave it to Yan Dong, you go down and rest first."

"Then I'll take my leave first and come to see you tomorrow morning." A hint of disappointment flashed across Zhao Keyan's eyes, and she handed the bowl of porridge in her hand to Yan Dong.

Walking out of the room and into the yard, she looked up at the moon in the sky, and two lines of tears that she had been holding back for a long time silently slid down her cheeks.

How great it would be if I could transfer the Third Master's injury to myself...

"Miss, are you okay?" Xuezhu, the dowry maid, came over with a lantern and looked at her worriedly.

The young lady was already infatuated with the Third Master, and one can imagine how he felt when he was hurt for her.

Zhao Keyan wiped away her tears, smiled and shook her head, "Let's go back to the room."

In order not to disturb Qin Mu's recovery, no festive items were added to the bedroom of the main house. Instead, the east wing where Zhao Keyan lived was carefully decorated to look like a bridal chamber.

When Zhao Keyan stepped into the room, she was greeted by the red silk and the word "囍" (happiness) that filled the room. It was as if she was in a sea of ​​red. The whole room was filled with a rich festive atmosphere.

She lay quietly on the large carved bed, hugged tightly the pillow embroidered with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and gently closed her eyes.

The second day after the wedding is the day for the newlyweds to offer tea to their elders.

As Qin Mu was seriously injured and unable to walk, Su Yunwan got up early and took Zhao Keyan to meet the old lady, Uncle Qin and his wife, the third aunt and other masters.

With her undisguised care, Zhao Keyan did not suffer any harsh discipline or difficulties.

In the days that followed, she took care of Qin Mu in every detail, and was never discouraged even though she was often dismissed by Qin Mu.

As time went by, Qin Mu's health improved. After he could walk freely, he slept outside at night and devoted himself to official business and weapons research and development.

Zhao Keyan waited anxiously for him every day, but still could not wait for his return. She was often called by the third aunt to learn the rules, and she felt extremely depressed.

The love that the Third Aunt had for her in the past almost disappeared completely after her son was seriously injured by self-punishment.

In the past, Zhao Keyan had always taken care of her son closely, but the third aunt kept it a secret.

Now that Qin Mu had no place to live, the third aunt called Zhao Keyan to her side and taught her in detail how to be a concubine.

The purpose is to make Zhao Keyan behave herself at all times and not cause trouble for Qin Mu again.

She never wanted to see her son, who had finally crawled out of the abyss of pain, suffer punishment that shouldn't have happened again because of Zhao Keyan.

Zhao Keyan felt guilty, and even though she had some complaints about the Third Aunt's perception and behavior, she chose to accept it. According to the Third Aunt's request, she did not go out of the front door or the back door, and recited the Qin family's ancestral precepts and family rules by heart.

Trapped in the tiny space at the backyard of the palace, she was like a flower deprived of sunlight and water, and was becoming increasingly haggard.

Su Yunwan saw all of this, but did not intervene directly.

Everything the Third Aunt did was just to prevent Zhao Keyan from making a mistake and let Qin Mu take the punishment for her.

Zhao Keyan also didn't want to add burden to Qin Mu, so she was willing to confine herself to a prison. Even if she lost herself, she didn't resist at all.

The two of them performed a good interpretation of what it means that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

In fact, if Zhao Keyan was Qin Mu's legal wife and the Third Aunt was a concubine, even if she was Qin Mu's biological mother, Zhao Keyan would not have to listen to her discipline.

But the bad thing is that Zhao Keyan is also a concubine.

Perhaps Zhao Keyan never dreamed that the first hurdle in her life as a concubine would come from the third aunt who once loved her so much.

It has to be said that a person's identity, in many cases, determines how others treat him or her.

Su Yunwan didn't want to interfere in the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, but she didn't stand idly by. She watched coldly as Zhao Keyan gradually lost her vitality and became lost in the crowd.

After thinking for a while, she started writing a letter and asked someone to deliver it to Zhao Kerong in the provincial capital.