After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Having a severe headache, Lin Yanyu sat on the chaise longue by the window, slowly pressing her temples with two cold silver spoons. She had asked Mother Wu for these two silver spoons during dinner.

She was frightened by that madman He Zhiyuan last night.

At that time, I had the intention of dying with honor.

Who would have thought that after he took the risk and slapped He Zhiyuan, he left without saying a word.

Having known each other for such a long time, she understood He Zhiyuan's arrogance and knew that he would definitely not come back that night.

But this was He Zhiyuan's bedroom after all, and she didn't dare to sleep soundly. She was drowsy for two hours that night and had some messy nightmares.

I can't remember the specific content of the dream. After waking up, I was in a very low mood. I didn't eat much in the morning. I just drank half a bowl of soup and picked up two chopsticks of cold dishes.

After massaging for a quarter of an hour, Lin Yanyu finally felt a little relieved. She sighed and looked at her reflection in the silver spoon in her hand, full of worry.

I don’t know when this madman He Zhiyuan will come to his senses and let her go back to Chongzhou.

What if he is still unwilling to let her go?

Also, Li Yanqi.

She really missed him so much, missed his warm hands, his broad chest, the way he looked at her, and even his mouth that loved to be naughty.

Lin Yanyu claims that she is not a fragile person.

She had secretly cried several times in the middle of the night last night, and now when she thought of Li Yanqi, her nose began to feel sore again.

I wonder if he is now...

"You little dog slave! Get out of my way!"

A loud shout interrupted Lin Yanyu's thoughts. She hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers and looked outside.

There was a commotion outside the door, followed by Mother Wu's embarrassed voice of dissuasion.

"Madam, you really can't come in. The master has ordered that no one is allowed to enter or leave Woyun Courtyard. Please don't embarrass us!"

Oh, she said why the voice sounded so familiar, it turned out to be He Zhiyuan’s mother, the good mother-in-law in her dream.

"You are rebelling. I am Yuan'er's father and mother. Is there any place in this mansion that I cannot go to? "

He's mother's face was pale, and she became weaker after yelling. She leaned on Cao Fangruo's arm, her chest heaving violently, as if she was about to faint.

Mother Wu and the guards who were stopping her did not dare to step forward and try their best to stop her, for they were afraid that the old lady would just lie down on the ground and die. Who would they blame then?

After all, she is Lord He’s biological mother.

He's mother seized upon this point and acted like a spoiled child all the way to Wo Yun Courtyard without any obstruction.

She stood in front of He Zhiyuan's bedroom, pointed at the locked door and yelled at Mother Wu.

"Why is my Yuan'er's bedroom locked? What shameful things are hidden in there? Is it you, an old hag, who hid something in there? Hurry up and open it for me. I know you have the key!"

Mother Wu stood firmly at the door, not daring to move even a bit.

Everyone said that He Zhiyuan was gentle and generous, but after having met him for some time, Mother Wu vaguely knew that this Mr. He was not as harmless as he appeared to be.

She also knew how important the woman inside was to He Zhiyuan.

How can it not be important?

With all the marks of love on her body, it is obvious that this woman has a husband who loves her deeply, even to this extent.

Lord He could still accept it with a pinch of his nose, snatch it back from others, hide it like a treasure, and force the woman to marry him.

"Madam, you'd better go back soon. You know the master's temper. If the master finds out after he comes back, it will hurt the relationship between you and your son, which will not be good."

He's mother paused for a moment, and had the idea of ​​backing off for a second, but then she thought, how could there be any motherly love between her and her Yuan'er?

Just because of a woman, her Yuan'er no longer kissed her.

Although they were in the same house, the door between Woyun Courtyard and Songyun Courtyard was sealed. During the six months that she had been bedridden, he had only visited her a few times.

Now she wanted to enter her son's yard, but was harassed by these servants and guards.

He's mother burst into tears and cried, "If he is not satisfied with anything, tell him to come to my yard to find me at night! I must go into this bedroom today, open it for me!"

When Cao Fangruo thought about what she heard in the morning, her heart was filled with hatred.

She stared at the door with vicious eyes, wishing she could penetrate it, get into the house and pull this vixen out of her cousin's bedroom!

"You damned old bastard! My aunt is not in good health. If anything happens to her, it will be all your fault!"

He's mother's face was pale, with crisscrossing tear marks on her face. She was breathing out more than breathing in, and her whole body was hanging on Cao Fangruo, as if she was about to die.

Mother Wu was afraid and began to weigh the two options in her mind.

If something really happened to the old lady and it was her fault, she really couldn't afford it.

The woman inside is the one that the master wants to marry. Even if she is the wife of the He family, she will have to meet the mother-in-law sooner or later.

Mother Wu sighed and compromised.

"Inside is the lady that the master is going to marry. The master values ​​her very much. I hope the old lady will not embarrass the master."

As she spoke, Mother Wu took out the key and put it into the delicate keyhole.

There was a "click" sound.

He's mother stopped crying, and Cao Fangruo stopped making a fuss.

Two people, four eyes, stretched their necks, looking inside without blinking.

As the two doors opened, strong sunlight from outside poured into the room.

The room is filled with the scent of sandalwood and filled with elegant and low-key utensils and ornaments.

There is only one bright spot.

A young lady in a light green gauze dress was sitting on a carved sandalwood chair, looking at the two of them with a half-smile.

"you you……"

He's mother's eyes suddenly widened, she pointed at her, her face turned red, and she almost suffocated.

The girl's eyes were full of beauty and the corners of her mouth were raised.

"Long time no see, Aunt He, won't you come in and sit for a while?"

After a long while, He's mother finally let out the breath that was stuck in her throat. She screamed, "Why is it you?!"

If Cao Fang knew the name Lin Yanyu before, it was only because her cousin had a childhood sweetheart who was about to get married, and she had never met him in person.

Therefore, she didn't know that the beautiful woman who looked like the hostess, sitting in her cousin's bedroom, was Lin Yanyu.

She came over aggressively, just wanting to see which vixen dared to slap her cousin?

At this moment, the more she looked at him, the colder her heart became.

With this appearance and demeanor, she was definitely the best among all the women she had ever met.

Although she is quite pretty, she can only be considered a little beauty at best.

If there is such a person in the future, let her live in her cousin's backyard, how can she save her face?

No...

"You blind little jerk! Did you inflict the wound on my cousin's face?!"

Lin Yanyu was sitting half in the dark and half in the sunlight. When she raised her eyes, the left eye was as pale as golden glass.

She looked at Cao Fangruo and said, "I hit him."

Cao Fangruo was so angry at her calm attitude that she fell backwards.

"You, you, why did you hit my cousin? You are so happy!"

"I beat him, of course, because he deserved it."

Lin Yanyu saw that Cao Fangruo's face turned red with anger and felt amused.

He Zhiyuan's cousin really hasn't changed at all. She is still so petty and reckless, and gets angry at just a few words.

She just wanted to leave now and didn't want to have any more entanglement with He Zhiyuan's love affair.

"Okay, Aunt He, Cousin Cao, aren't you tired of standing outside? Come in and have a cup of tea before you leave, or others will blame me for being rude."