Chapter 398

At the same time, there is a terrible news. The Holy One betrothed his beloved little daughter, Princess Jing'an, to his husband.

Soon, Shen Hongxuan would worship the court and become the son-in-law of one person and ten thousand people.

How many people flattered her at the beginning, and how many ridiculed her when they got the news.

She hid in the broken room and wept, refusing to go out, convinced that her husband was not the ungrateful one.

However, the heart full of expectations, but in the day-to-day waiting, exhausted.

My husband didn't come back. He didn't want this family, her wife, or even the dead grandmother.

Qinghe thought that he was probably really fed up with poverty and hardship, so he was desperate to put aside everything in the past and pursue prosperity.

In the end, it was a mistake to look at him -

after a few days of silence, in the cold eyes of her neighbors, she made an amazing move. She wanted to go to Beijing and see with her own eyes how the fickle and unruly man should be proud!

She sold the lease of her family's land and went to the capital alone.

Because of their ugly appearance, they are hated and ridiculed everywhere. In early spring and March, when the temperature was still cold, she had a relapse of her old disease. She dragged her illness all the way to the capital city, only half of her life was left.

That was the day when the number one scholar Lang married the princess.

Officers and soldiers started their way, and common people sent each other. Shen Hongxuan, a handsome looking man, rode on a high horse, embroidered with gold and red robes, and smiled like spring wind. He was not powerful. The red eight lift sedans with gold and silver inlaid at the back and the dowry of several streets at the back of the procession.

She didn't read a book, but she overheard her husband say ten li of red makeup.

At that time, Qinghe knew that no matter what she was, she could not compare with the princess Jing'an who never met and loved her.

In the middle of the night, she hid in the corner of the tall and lofty princess's mansion. She drank and cheered in the mansion. There was red silk hanging outside the mansion. The banquet was held into the middle of the night under the bright lights.

She watched the Lords and ladies who were not official or expensive get on the carriage with the help of servants and disappear.

Suddenly, I found that she and my husband are two worlds.

It's just a wall away. Qinghe is sitting in silence. The cold ground is not as cold as her heart. How gentle is the wedding night between him and the princess?

The enviable princess will enjoy the treatment she never enjoyed.

The rooster crows, the golden light breaks through the clouds, and slowly sprinkles the earth.

Qinghe blinked his sour eyes and stayed up all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The servants of the princess mansion found her and took her as a crazy woman in the street. They raised sticks and shouted to kill her. Like dragging something disgusting, they dragged her all the way out of the street where the princess mansion is located.

The body is naturally covered with scars.

But it doesn't matter.

She was supposed to be Shen Hongxuan's first lady. Now, because of the difference in status, she was driven away as a crazy woman by the people below.

She spits out a mouthful of blood. At the direction of the people in the capital, she drags her crippled body back to Qingcheng.

On the natural road, she was rushed again. She was robbed of all the money left, and she was helpless in the haystack beside the road to keep warm.

Some days ago, she was treated like a madwoman. Nowadays, the clothes are worn out and the head is covered with withered grass. Isn't that a real crazy woman?

She looked up at the sky and smiled. Her shrill sobs were like ghosts in the night.