The servants in the Grand Preceptor’s residence all knew that ever since the old madam passed away, their master had not set foot in his wife’s room.
The affection and devotion they once shared as husband and wife now seemed like a dream that had vanished.
The servants couldn’t help sighing whenever they talked about it.
“Aren’t all men like that? I used to think our master was the exception, but even a wife as beautiful as a goddess couldn’t keep him from finding confidantes outside.”
“I heard the new young madam looks a little like our madam, and even their names are similar. What a twist of fate.”
That night, he got drunk. They had not been intimate for a long time, and as their passion grew, she heard him murmur tenderly, “Qingzhi, Qingzhi...” She didn’t know whose name he was calling.
The next morning, he was cold and distant again.
She stood gracefully beside the bed. Just as he was about to leave, she suddenly asked, “Huai Jun, is there still room for me in your heart?”
Chen Wenyu paused. A flash of fury crossed his eyes, then he left without looking back. He clearly avoided her as if she were a venomous snake.
A tear rolled down her cheek, leaving a wet trail. She gently wiped it away, took the red sachet hanging in the center of the bed curtains, and tossed it into the brazier with a delicate flick of her wrist.
[Love] Some chapters will leave "author's words" at the end, which are mainly used to explain some minor problems that may appear in the article.
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