Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

In the afternoon, Shen Jingyu and Wen Wu came to Zhao Mansion early with gifts.

"Your Highness, Zhao Mansion has arrived." A respectful civil and military voice came from outside the carriage.

"Ah."

Shen Jingyu stepped out of the carriage, raised his eyes to look at the black-on-gold door plaque, his eyes deepened, and the corners of his mouth raised without leaving any trace, quite sarcastically.

In the past, there was an endless stream of guests visiting the Zhao Mansion every day, and the threshold was almost broken. Now there are only two concierges standing alone, and there are not even a few footprints on the steps. It is puzzling to find ourselves in this situation now. Sad.

Shen Jingyu closed the folding fan and put his hands behind his hands, showing no intention of going in.

Wen Wu was confused for two seconds and then understood what he meant. He stepped forward and scolded the two concierges to tell the Zhao family to come out to greet His Highness.

While drinking tea, Zhao Shanhai and his daughter Zhao Nianwei hurriedly came to greet him.

Compared with Zhao Yuling, Zhao Nianwei is two years older. She is as tall as a fish or a wild goose. She has a gentle and elegant air all over her body. She is a famous talented woman and one of the four beauties in Tianwu City. Many young masters from aristocratic families are for her. Its enamored.

"See His Highness King Song!" The father and daughter saluted in unison.

"Exemption."

"I haven't seen you for a few days. How is your uncle?" Shen Jingyu suddenly asked with a smile. Anyone who knows his uncle knows that he is a good-natured man in front of others, but he has done no less dirty things than Zhao Erhe. He is a living smiling tiger.

"Very good, very good. Xiaoyu, stop standing outside the door. Come in and sit. Come in and sit." Zhao Shanhe greeted with a smile.

"Thank you for your help, uncle."

Shen Jingyu nodded and walked up the steps slowly, looking aggressively at his cousin who was only one month older than him.

Zhao Nianwei subconsciously glanced away under Shen Jingyu's gaze, a bit of panic flashed in her eyes.

"Second uncle, haven't they arrived yet?"

On the way to the hall, Shen Jingyu asked knowingly.

"Erhe and the others will arrive a little later. There may be other guests tonight. Please wait a little longer, Xiaoyu." Zhao Shanhai still had a smile on his face and kept rubbing the jade ring on his thumb with his index finger.

"Is my cousin's illness getting better?"

Shen Jingyu nodded and asked again.

Zhao Shanhai has three children.

The eldest brother, Zhao Qingyuan, suddenly suffered from a serious illness when he was twenty years old and is now so severe that he cannot get out of bed. Over time, his body began to become weak and his muscles atrophied and he finally lost his ability to move completely.

Zhao Shanhai once spent a lot of money to find famous doctors and famous medicines, but they were unable to cure him. Today, Zhao Qingyuan can only lie in bed all day long and be cared for by his servants, eating, drinking and defecating. This has also become a thorn in Zhao Shanhai's heart. .

The second child is Zhao Nianwei.

The third child, Zhao Yunzhou, is only eight years old and is Zhao Shanhai's hope, so he spares no effort to train him.

"Thank you for your trouble, Xiaoyu. Qingyuan's complexion is much better than before." Zhao Shanhai's face changed slightly, hiding a hint of coldness in his eyes.

After entering the main hall, we had a brief chat. Zhao Shanhai had something to do, so he asked Zhao Nianwei to accompany Shen Jingyu around to kill some time.

"What? Do you dislike me so much?" Shen Jingyu looked sideways at Zhao Nianwei, who wished he was one meter away from him, and said with a smile.

"you…"

Before the other party could speak, Shen Jingyu reached out and grabbed Zhao Nianwei's chin domineeringly.

"Don't touch me..." Zhao Nianwei bit her teeth lightly, twisting her head but unable to get rid of this big hand.

Shen Jingyu let go of his hand, took Zhao Nianwei's hand and strode towards her boudoir.

Because they had to prepare for the family banquet, all the servants of the Zhao family were busy in the front yard, and the two of them met no one else along the way.

"See His Highness the King of Song."

Zhao Nianwei's personal maid Bo Han saluted at the door.

"Well, go and guard outside." Shen Jingyu said calmly.

"Yes, Your Highness." Bai Han said respectfully.

The door to the room was closed, and Zhao Nianwei was pushed to the bed by Shen Jingyu with eyes glistening.

"Shen Jingyu, you bastard..."

"You scolded me so fiercely, why didn't you resist me all the way?" Shen Jingyu looked down at Zhao Nianwei.

"I..." Zhao Nianwei was speechless, turned her head and bit her lips lightly, as if she had something to hide.

"Why haven't you come to see me for so long?" Shen Jingyu held his slender waist with his big hands and sniffed the fragrant orchid on Zhao Nianwei's body.

"You...since you have a new love, why should I look for you?"

"New love? Oh?"

"Wucheng Hou Mansion, Gu Ruoyi, isn't it?" Zhao Nianwei stared at Shen Jingyu's eyes and said angrily.

"Hahahaha!" Shen Jingyu suddenly laughed.

"General Gu was once kind to me, but I just regarded Zoey as my younger sister."

"Ruoyi? Haha, what you call is so kind!" Zhao Nianwei snorted.

"What? Are you jealous? Nianwei." Shen Jingyu took Zhao Nianwei into his arms and smiled.

The masculine aura that hit her face made Zhao Nianwei's pretty face turn red, and her body gradually became weak.

"Well…"

The hand that wanted to push Shen Jingyu away finally let go softly under the kiss.

For a long time, Zhao Nianwei huddled in Shen Jingyu's arms disheveled and said with dim eyes: "My mother found out that I lost my virginity and told my father, so the marriage partner with the Zhang family became sister Yuling, because I refused to tell the truth about my loss of virginity. Because of who, he was banned in the house by his father."

"I know." Shen Jingyu chuckled.

"You..." Zhao Nianwei was helpless. Since he knew, why did he still ask her?

Thinking about it, Bo Han was arranged by this guy to be by her side, and almost every move she made was under his surveillance.

"For your sake and my own, let's end it..."

After a while, Zhao Nianwei said with a painful expression.

Maybe if I hadn't attended that poetry meeting, I wouldn't have started this bad relationship with Shen Jingyu.

Every pleasure was followed by endless torture. She didn't know what the future would bring, but there would be no results between her and him.

"Don't you still know your identity?" Shen Jingyu said with a smile.

"What...mean?" Zhao Nianwei looked up in surprise.

"You are not from the Zhao family, let alone Zhao Shanhai's daughter."

"Zhao Shanhai's daughter died not long after she was born. That woman knew that her eldest brother had always wanted a daughter. In order to prevent her eldest brother from being stimulated and affecting her, she mixed a baby girl she got from nowhere with a dead baby. The bag was taken, and you are the baby girl who was taken away."

Shen Jingyu said calmly, if he hadn't known all this by accident, nothing would have happened that night between him and Zhao Nianwei.

"This...how is this possible?! I don't believe it!" Zhao Nianwei lost her voice and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

"Do you think I will lie to you?"

"Why...why do you have to tell me now..." Zhao Nianwei couldn't accept this reality for a while, and cried in pain.

She knew that since Shen Jingyu told her, he would definitely be able to provide evidence to prove that she was not from the Zhao family.

"Because you are my wife." Shen Jingyu lifted Zhao Nianwei's chin and kissed her again.

The woman in the palace would never have thought that something went wrong in what had been a perfect match. The only fault was that she didn't clean it up and left her tongue behind.

Zhao Nianwei will be his trump card to start the disintegration of the Zhao family.

This is also thanks to the female beggar he met at the beginning who made him know all this.

Now it seems that after the female beggar died of illness, he made a very correct choice by burying her alive.