Chapter 1 How about making you a good concubine?
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A huge suction force pushed Ruan Zhen into dreamland.
The cousin Fan Kun in the dream is approaching step by step.
"I've wanted you for a long time."
"I have a house under my name, how about my cousin going there to take care of me?
Fan Kun's greedy face was frozen. He wanted to hide himself as an outsider.
Ruan Zhen woke up suddenly. Her burned wrist was still burning with pain. A thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, and she breathed quickly to regain her composure.
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In the eleventh year of the Ming Dynasty, the twelfth lunar month was a cold winter.
It snowed all night yesterday, covering the sky and covering the ground. It will stop in the morning.
In the inner courtyard of the Hou Mansion, red silk was hung high, and there was joy everywhere.
Ruan Zhen finally changed out of her filial plain clothes and wore a delicately carved plum blossom hairpin on her head, but she still had a hibiscus-like face and an elegant demeanor.
Ruan Zhen came out of the silk box pavilion where the newlywed bride was staying.
"How can anyone be so cruel to others? The girl's purse, which was embroidered with stitches and threads, contains homemade soothing incense. But it is a worthless bargain in their mouths."
"If I had known that no matter what I gave, the other side would not be satisfied. It would be better not to bother."
Tan Yun, who was waiting behind him, was angry.
Ruan Zhen suppressed the complicated feelings in her heart. With her eyes half closed, she walked back step by step through the snow, bypassing the winding corridor.
"I'm just a cousin. Is it possible that I can still shut their mouths?"
Although she was holding a heater in her arms, her fingertips were trembling with coldness.
It is indeed a great joy for the eldest daughter of the Marquis's original wife to come out of the palace.
But who still remembers that my aunt died in childbirth a year ago?
In the huge Marquis Mansion, one of the most respectable people in the family thought that the stillbirth was a serious disaster, so the funeral was hastily organized.
Even though the aunt was a step-mother without the support of her mother's family, she suffered this misfortune because she was giving birth to an heir from the Hou family. She was killed twice, but she died without dignity.
Tan Yun lowered his eyes: "The girl rarely leaves the courtyard this year. Why doesn't anyone in the Hou family know it well? Unfortunately, Mrs. Fan sent someone here yesterday to tell you that the eldest girl is getting married, so you should not be absent."
"You will be looked down upon by those people."
Ruan Zhen looked at her still red and swollen wrist.
My aunt's mourning period was less than a year, but the Hou family held weddings one after another. In the end, she left a lot of criticism.
Mrs. Fan asked her to come out to support the scene and not let others think that the Hou Mansion had treated her badly.
She tightened her cloak in a cold voice: "Do you think you won't be able to attract people's attention if I don't go?"
The master and servant went back along the path and passed by the octagonal pavilion.
"Sister Zhen."
Fan Kun waited for a long time. When he heard the noise, he stood up suddenly and walked quickly towards Ruan Zhen. His tone was familiar: "Are you planning to go back?"
"I haven't passed my filial piety period, so I don't want to stay for a long time."
Fan Kun was very unhappy after hearing this: "Why do you believe this? It's just nonsense."
Fan Kun looked at Ruan Zhen, but he didn't expect that her story would become even more fascinating.
He had been thinking about his stepmother since she was still alive.
But he is the legitimate son of the Hou family and has a distinguished status. How can he marry Ruan Zhen, whose parents are both dead? He joins the family with his stepmother and cannot help him at all.
Can……
Not to mention Ruan Zhen's face, but her waist-to-waist and hip-to-hip posture were enough for him to press against Xu on their wedding night, but he was thinking about another face.
From then on, thinking about it every day made me feel more and more itchy.
He looked at Ruan Zhen and said with a gentle tone, "You are seventeen now. Yan'er has already been betrothed to someone at this age."
He suddenly mentioned this, and Ruan Zhen couldn't help but feel wary.
"I have to observe mourning for my aunt for three years."
Seeing her red lips moving up and down, Fan Kun's eyes became hot. Perhaps after drinking, his eyes were no longer as clear and clear as before, and they no longer had the scruples of the past.
He took a step forward and approached Ruan Zhen. He spoke very intimately.
"A-Yan is getting married, please go out of the courtyard. I married Xu a few months ago, but I didn't see you. Cousin, do you care about me in your heart?"
"I married Mrs. Xu, but for the sake of the rise and fall of the Hou family, I only have you in my heart."
"Zhen Zhen, how about I take you as my concubine once your period of filial piety is over?"
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Chapter completed!