Dark Marriage: Sleeping with Ghosts

Before she retired, the old lady had a stalemate with Zhao Xining because of one thing.

"I'll give you two days to consider this matter," the old lady beckoned her to go down after saying that.

Passing on an heir is actually quite normal.

In her heart, this is a matter of course, but she knows the environment in which Wang Lin grew up, and she will definitely not accept it.

Back in her own courtyard, when she walked to the door, she saw Wang Lin was painting with her head bowed in front of the case, very focused.

Recently, Wang Lin looked normal on the surface, but she felt that her emotions were a little nervous.

"You're back?" Wang Lin was very happy to see her, put away her cuffs and put down her pen, picked up the painting and blown it, "It's quite early today, come and see the plum blossom I painted,"

Zhao Xining walked over and stood beside her. This plum tree was tall and had many branches. The bright red plum blossoms bent the branches, and the snow was pressed under the tree. The green water flowed slowly under the branches, and there were a few red flowers floating on the water. plum.

"Not bad" Zhao Xining said calmly.

Satisfied, Wang Lin put down the painting and asked her curiously, "Why did you come back so early today?"

Zhao Xining evaded a little, "Didn't you say you wanted to see Fenglin yesterday? If you come back today, I'll take you to see it."

I heard her say that there is a large maple forest in this house, and she has long wanted to see it. Now is the beginning of November, which is a good time to see the maple leaves.

Wang Lin was very happy, "Okay, wait for me to clean up."

Zhao Xining saw that she was so happy, but her own mood was not high.

Before going out, Zhao Xining warned, "That Fenglin is very close to the courtyard where my mother lives, if you see your mother, don't be presumptuous."

Wang Lin responded with a good voice, and she kept asking along the way with great interest, "How far is it?"

"Here we are." Finally, Zhao Xining stopped outside an arched door.

Wang Lin glanced at her suspiciously, walked through the arch in front of her, and was stunned by the scenery inside, and stood there for a long time.

Outside the arch is the red maple that is everywhere in the mountains and fields. There is moisture in her eyes. When Zhao Xining also walked in, she didn't want her to see that she was holding her skirt and running along the stone path to the depths of the forest.

"It's so beautiful." She looked up at the red leaves on the branch, looked back, and smiled brightly.

Zhao Xi stared at her disappearing into Lin Hai, only heard her jumping voice, and slowly followed her up.

This maple forest is very dreamy, making people feel uncomfortable and can't help but marvel at its beauty.

She is homesick.

Wang Lin wandered around in the forest alone, and saw a gazebo at the fork in front of her, and walked over to wait for Zhao Xining there, but before she could pass, two elegant-looking middle-aged men entered.

She saw very few men in this house, and even fewer men like this one could tell at a glance that they were not servants. Just when she didn't know whether to advance or retreat, those two men also saw her and nodded to her , she can't go up and say hello now.

But she really didn't know what to call these two people.

"Is it Miss Yi's wife?" One of them asked with a smile, very gentle.

"Yes, I don't know how to address the two elders?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, shook their heads, instead of answering her question, they asked her, "But Miss Yi came with you?"

Wang Lin nodded.

"If that's the case, then we have to avoid it,"

Wang Lin didn't know what the rules were, and it was hard to talk to persuade her to stay.

But one of them was very interested in her and was not in a hurry to leave, "You and Miss Yi have a romantic relationship."

He was very kind and harmless, Wang Lin nodded.

"Is there someone already chosen for the heir?"

Wang Lin was at a loss.

Seeing her like this, the two felt a little strange, "Miss Yi hasn't talked to you yet?"

"Talk about what?"

"A Matter of Heirs"

"Yes, but we are all women?"

"That's why I have to take a male concubine for it." The two of them were a little surprised when she said that and said with a smile.

Wang Lin's expression was a little stiff, "Male concubine? For Xi Ning?"

"Yes, this is the only way to reproduce the offspring and pass on the incense."

Wang Lin looked at the two of them as if they didn't feel anything was wrong. She seemed to be in a state of confusion, and she just wanted to turn around and leave. After walking two steps, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Who are you, Xi Ning?"

The two smiled softly, "It's her mother's male concubine, the favorite king."

Wang Lin suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue, unimaginable, she lifted her skirt and ran away in a panic.

She thought it was a special case, but she didn't expect it to be the norm. No wonder they took it for granted.

Zhao Xining, did she agree?

boom!

She bumped into someone in a rush, and she looked up to see that it was Zhao Xining.

"Why are you so reckless?" There was no reproach in her tone.

"When will you take me home? You said it was two months ago." Wang Lin's eyes turned red.

Seeing her abnormal expression, Zhao Xining frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I want to go home!" Wang Lin immediately burst into tears.

Thinking she was just homesick, Zhao Xining stepped forward and patted the back of her hand, comforting her, "In a few days"

As long as she did this in the past, she would be obedient.

"I don't care! I'm going home now, tomorrow!" Wang Lin angrily shook off her hand and ran away holding her skirt.

Zhao Xining turned around and looked at her figure, frowning.

It was so abnormal, Zhao Xining glanced at the direction she was running from, and walked over.

When Zhao Xining left Fenglin and went back to the courtyard, she didn't see Wang Lin in the room, she didn't care at first, and she didn't come back until it was dark.

She couldn't escape, she should still be somewhere in the house, she didn't want to disturb her mother, so she just took an obedient little maid with a lantern and went out to look for her.

At night, the house was silent, and it was dark everywhere. Zhao Xining took people to search for Wang Lin's frequent places, but they couldn't find anyone, and then took people all the way to Fenglin, but there was no one.

The autumn wind is bleak and the night is cold.

Zhao Xining stood in the rustling maple forest, his eyes were dark.

"go back"

The little maid was worried that if she didn't find anyone, she would definitely catch a cold if she stayed outside for a night in this kind of weather, but they searched all the places where the wife would go, but they couldn't find it. Also have to find tomorrow morning, unless someone helps.

The little maid was timid, and felt that the young lady was angry, so she didn't dare to make a sound.

The two returned to the courtyard again. It was already mid-moon at this time. They probably searched for nearly an hour. At this time, they were covered with chills and their hands and feet were cold.

Walking through the courtyard, Zhao Xining suddenly stopped, turned her head to look at the dark west wing room, suddenly strode over, pushed open the door, and the little maid hurriedly followed with a lantern and walked into the room without knowing it.

Through the moonlight penetrating through the window paper, she saw a figure sitting on the bed, "Ma'am!"

"Go and get the cane whip from my room!"

She was very angry, her appearance was terrifying, the little maid did not dare to move, "Miss"

"go with!"

The little maid trembled, glanced at the figure on the bed, and ran out with red eyes.

After a while she ran back again, dawdling with the cane whip in her hand and dared not give it to Zhao Xining, Zhao Xining snatched it from her hand, strode forward, raised the cane whip and looked at the person on the bed, ruthlessly Give it a hard whip.

Snapped!

Hearing the sound, the little maid screamed in fright and cried.

Wang Lin shook her body and cried while holding her knees with her head down.

"You go out." Zhao Xining didn't look back.

The little maid was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she went out crying.

"Are you still running around?" Zhao Xi stared at her.

Wang Lin cried, "Go out, I don't want to see you"

"If you dare to talk to me like that again, it will really fall on you."

"Zhao Xining, I really don't want to see you, can you let me meet alone?" Wang Lin cried and begged her, her mind was in a mess.

"Haven't you been quiet enough for a long time?" Zhao Xining lowered the cane whip in her hand, the whip just now made her palm go numb.

Wang Lin raised her head, her eyes dim with tears, "I want to go home, Zhao Xining, please let me go home"

Looking at her like this, Zhao Xining felt uncomfortable, "Isn't this your home?"

Wang Lin shook her head, shaking her head desperately.

Zhao Xining put down the lantern, "Do you really want to go home?"

She nodded.

"Then are you willing to choose a male concubine for me?"

When she saw her mother's two servants in Fenglin in the morning, she guessed that she might already know about it.

Snapped!

Wang Lin suddenly slapped her on the face, and she burst into tears, "Are you willing to choose for me! If you are willing, I am willing too!"

After receiving this slap, Zhao Xining looked astonished, even her mother had never slapped her in the face, she suddenly raised the vine whip to teach her a lesson, but when she saw Wang Lin crying with tears all over her face, she finally calmed down. lay down.

"Give me a few days, I will take you home when I think of a way to solve these things"

As she said that, she turned around, "You can rest in the west wing tonight."

Zhao Xining walked out of the west wing and saw the little maid who was crying out of breath outside, "Prepare some food for Madam"

After giving the order, she turned and went back to her room.

In the next few days, Wang Lin never went out, nor did she meet Zhao Xining.

A few months ago, Zhao Xining and Wang Lin were newly married, and the old lady did not rush up to make trouble, but now that Zhao Xining is going to inherit the position of Patriarch, heirs have become a problem.

Originally, this male concubine should be chosen by Wang Lin, the main wife, but first, she has no impression of this daughter-in-law who dared to contradict her, and second, she is not familiar with the affairs of the master's family, so she is not competent, so she is looking for a new master with both virtue and virtue. She handed over the matter of male concubines who are qualified to continue the offspring of the master family to her male wife.

This year, the old lady is not yet at the age of knowing the fate, but she has begun to like to recall the past. In the past six months, although she is still in charge on the surface, she has actually shown signs of fatigue. In his hands, power was being eroded little by little invisibly.

At this time, Zhao Xining's wings were full.

When Zhao Xining came to look for the old lady, she was sitting alone in the room weeping in front of a portrait. At this time, it was sunset, the lights in the room had not been turned on, and it was dark. Zhao Xining could only see the old lady. Looking at the old man's back, a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

"...mother"

As if she knew the purpose of Zhao Xining's coming to find her, the old lady reached out to the indifferent and gentle eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting with trembling hands. With a dazed expression, looking at the darkness deep in the room, he spoke with deep exhaustion and remorse.

"Ning'er, you don't even have to choose for your mother, do you think you can change anything?"

Zhao Xining blinked and looked at the ground, her long eyelashes were dark, her delicate face was not as young as when she met Wang Lin, she was more calm and unfathomable, and she was already capable of being alone.

"As long as mother nods"

"So what if you nod for your mother, you think your mother will help you do these outrageous things!"

Since she met Er Rong in secret, she probably guessed what she was going to do.

The old lady stood up and turned to look at him, with an angry look on her face, she didn't know whether she was angry with Zhao Xining or something else, "That person is not worth it at all!"

"She is the wife of the boy, and if the boy says it's worth it, it's worth it." Zhao Xining was still the same as when he came here, neither arrogant nor angry, and his tone was also flat, but his undeniable momentum faintly overwhelmed the old lady.

The old lady glared angrily at her ignorant daughter, exhausted, and finally discouraged. She rubbed her fingers lightly on the scroll, and immersed herself in her memories, she lowered her head and muttered to herself, "If...if then..."

Seeing such an old lady, a trace of impatience and disgust flashed across Zhao Xining's calm face. She didn't want to stay here any longer, and her tone was a little heavy, "Mother, do you want to?"

"It's up to you... Anyway, you won't be able to fulfill your wish in the end..." The old lady still didn't look up, her eyes were always on the scroll in her hand.

After getting the answer, Zhao Xining threw off her sleeves and turned to leave, but after turning around, her figure stopped under the eaves, and finally she turned around and looked at the dark place in the room. The old woman was full of sadness, as if she had already I don't know where I am, completely immersed in regret and sorrow.

If it was said that she didn't understand when she was young, but now she already understands that the mother's love for that cousin who has never met is different.

"If I give my mother another chance, my mother's choice will still not change, because my mother's consideration is to put the master's family first. It is the mother who is used by the master's family, not the master's house for the mother." Zhao Xining After hearing her words, the old woman began to tremble violently, and finally fell down on the chair.

There was only pity and indifference in her eyes, and she finally turned and left.

The lights in the room were turned on, the old woman's eyes were dull, her lips were trembling, the scroll in her hand was deformed by her grasp, and finally tears flowed down her cheeks and hit the scroll.

The young man on the picture scroll has dizzy brows and eyes, unexpectedly soft and handsome, but she is already an old woman with a choked voice.

Zhao Xining looked down on her mother's inaction back then, and now she regrets it.

She thought this way because she had never considered an issue, that is, the wishes of the other party, her cousin, just like her marriage with Wang Lin, and the old lady didn't care what Wang Lin thought.

In her eyes, that person is helpless, her mother loves him and cherishes him, if her mother wants him, why would he not follow, Zhao Xining has never considered that this is immoral/ethical, because This question is not worth mentioning.

Zhao Xining just felt pitiful and sad. Her mother said she was the head of the house but was dominated by the head of the house all her life, so she had to let go of what she wanted.

Her feelings for the old lady are complicated, from childhood admiration, unwillingness to be neglected, hope for approval and approval, to pity and sadness today.

At the beginning, she really accepted that person, even if she was gossiping, so what, she is the head of the family, if she can't even get what she wants, then what is the point of being the head of the family.

Their rise and fall are in her hands, if they dare to use this to make trouble, she doesn't mind reorganizing the entire Zhao family.

I haven't seen her for a few days, Wang Lin has lost a lot of weight, and she looks listless. When she saw her, she acted as if she hadn't seen her. Zhao Xining walked over and sat down beside her.

Wang Lin's hand hanging by her side stroked the pool water at her feet.

"Autumn water is cool,"

Wang Lin glanced at her, put away her hands, and Zhao Xining took out a soft handkerchief from her arms and picked up her hand to wipe the water on it.

The hatchback was silent.

After the water on her hands was wiped off, Wang Lin lifted her skirt and stood up, walking up the path, Zhao Xining followed behind her.

"Tomorrow I will take you to meet them"

Wang Lin turned her head abruptly. There was no surprise on her face, but more anger and sadness.

"You don't have to worry about your heirs, I've already thought of a solution."

"Then do you still want a male concubine?" She said this a little aggrieved.

Zhao Xining shook her head, "No way"

Wang Lin originally wanted to smile with a mournful face, but felt that it was ugly to have a temper with her these days, so she didn't know what expression to make, "Then I'll go and pack my things."

At night, she was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep, she tossed and turned, Zhao Xining went around her back and patted her gently, "Go to bed early"

"What idea did you think of?" Wang Lin was curious.

"You will know later"

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

Zhao Xining moved her hand to the back of her neck and squeezed it, "You are doubting me again, do you want to be punished?"

On the second day, Zhao Errong, who hadn't seen them for a long time, also came to see them off.

As soon as she saw Wang Lin, she clicked her tongue and said, "Sister-in-law, I really lost because of you, and I succeeded because of you."

Wang Lin didn't understand what she meant, and she didn't intend to say more, she turned around and smiled at Zhao Xining, "Sister, go slowly."

In the car, she asked Zhao Xining, and Zhao Xining still said the same thing, you will understand later.

A few years later, one day a pair of dragon and phoenix twins who looked very similar to Zhao Xining were delivered to her, and she understood what Zhao Errong meant.

This child is definitely not Zhao Xining, it can only be Zhao Errong's.

The author has something to say: continue my bad taste hahaha