Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

The maid outside came over and delivered the message three times before Anan slowly got up from the bed, gathered his cloak, picked up the watercolor on the table, and smeared it on his cheeks carefully. Feeling that it was not enough, he also smeared it on his lips. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror with satisfaction and saw that his face was pale and bloodless. Then he fell into the little maid's arms with satisfaction and walked out slowly.

The little girl was still very small and was supporting Anan with some difficulty. She was a little scared when she heard the banging sounds coming from the greenhouse outside, and her face was even paler than hers.

Another little girl followed behind with the teapot she had prepared, and all she could hear was the constant inhalation of air.

The three of them lingered on the long corridor in the backyard for half a day, went out of the second door, and lingered on the long corridor in the front yard for half a day before they arrived at the door of the warm room.

When the maid in the house saw her, she quickly opened the curtain to let her in and helped her in.

Everything that could be smashed was smashed, and the floor was covered with broken porcelain pieces. Anan looked up and saw seven or eight women sitting in the room. The three older ones had already taken the main seats without any courtesy, and the rest of the younger ones also found their own places to sit. They were all so aggressive that they wanted to eat people just a moment ago, but when they saw Anan like this, they were all stunned.

Anan pressed all his strength on the maid, and was about to kneel down to greet her, as if he hadn't noticed the broken porcelain pieces on the ground. The maid was quick to hug Anan and whispered, "Madam, you're not feeling well, so there's no need to go through all this formality!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly.

Everyone knew that this house was previously the residence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Seeing the servant's sharp eyes and natural demeanor, they thought she might be an old acquaintance of the Crown Prince. For a moment, they were a little afraid, so no one dared to say a word.

A woman in a crimson-purple jacket and skirt sitting in the front of the main hall said calmly, "I saw the eldest brother's wife at the plum blossom viewing banquet in the palace yesterday and she was fine. How come she is so seriously ill all of a sudden?"

As soon as she spoke, everyone became lively again. One of the fatter women responded, "This eldest daughter-in-law looks very ill. How about, sister-in-law, ask a doctor to take a look at her!"

"Yes, yes." Another woman also sneered, "I will send someone to call the court doctor right away, otherwise if the news gets out, people will say that our Earl's Mansion treats his daughter-in-law harshly!"

Anan's face was pale. With the help of the maid, she sat down in the last corner. She didn't say anything. She just sat there sullenly with a dull look in her eyes, as if what these people said had nothing to do with her.

When the other young ladies saw that she did not respond to the elders' criticism and looked so sick and dazed, they all became excited and rushed forward to complain about her.

Anan slowly stood up with some difficulty, blinking his big eyes in confusion and tilting his ears very seriously, as if he wanted to hear clearly every word they said.

"This eldest son's wife doesn't know the rules at all! She has been in the capital for such a long time, but she has never even shown her face, let alone bowing and standing in front of her elders. What kind of person is she!"

"That's right, look at her sickly face, it's really unlucky! With her appearance and her weight of only three taels, she doesn't look like a lady at all!"

"Not only is she ugly, she also has no manners at all. She doesn't respond when she is summoned. Her elders come to visit her, but she still dares to procrastinate and be disrespectful. She is really tired of living! She deserves to be divorced. My father-in-law was deceived before and asked the emperor to grant her a marriage. If the emperor came to see such a person, I'm afraid he would have sentenced her to death long ago!

"Yes, how can she be worthy of the doorpost of our Earl's Mansion!"

"Her mother is a widow who killed her husband early. Now she looks like she is destined to be unlucky too! What can I do, big brother?"

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