If You Don't Believe Me, Ask Your Sister-In-Law

After three years of marriage, Wu Diazhi and her husband have a deep relationship and live a very comfortable life. The only unhappiness is that they have no children, and her mother-in-law is eager to have a grandchild and is always urging her. In order to avoid taking three bowls of black tonics every day that made her want to vomit when she smelled them, Wu Xianzhi lied that she was pregnant. Her mother-in-law beamed with joy and gave her all kinds of treasures for her to play with. Wu Diezhi thought, since her husband would be home in half a month, she would just try to get pregnant by then. It would only be half a month, so there was still time. But she didn't expect that her husband was back, but her husband's twin brother, her brother-in-law, died, and the funeral took three months. Her husband was heartbroken and kept vigil every day. He rarely saw her, let alone slept with her. How could she afford to wait three months? She has repeatedly hinted that her husband is not a good match, so she can only take risks. That night, she knocked on the mourning hall with a soup mixed with medicine. * The eldest brother died in the battle. Afraid of irritating his newly pregnant sister-in-law, the mother asked him to pretend to be the eldest brother for a year. Yu Linchuan naturally didn't want to, but his mother forced her to die, so he could only nod. My sister-in-law had a cold temperament and was taciturn. Yu Linchuan thought of using the excuse of mourning to avoid her and tell her clearly after she gave birth. Given her temperament, she would not notice. But my sister-in-law had different ideas from him... He didn't dare to be disrespectful and ran away in panic every time. But every time he was alone, he couldn't help but think about what would happen if he was the eldest brother... One night, he was blocked in the mourning hall, and his sister-in-law, with her shoulders half exposed, fed him ginseng soup with her own hands: "My husband has lost weight these days, I am really worried." If you are the eldest brother, you will not bear to let your sister-in-law down. Looking at the floating white powder, he opened his lips inexplicably. Sister-in-law, can you tell the difference between me and my eldest brother? Who is more satisfying to you, me or eldest brother? * After feigning death for a year, Yu Shechuan finally returned home, his family was healthy, and his wife gave birth to a daughter for him. He was overjoyed and went straight to the small courtyard. The begonias in the courtyard were still there, and the pink petals fell on the temples of the lady who was swinging under the tree. He felt so soft-hearted. Adi hugged his infant daughter and welcomed him with a smile. He stepped forward happily, but heard Adi say: "Brother, the child is really mine. If you don't believe me, ask my sister-in-law." ｜If you don't make a sound, you will become a blockbuster·Cold beauty VS No name and no status but jealousy everywhere·Jade-faced Kingo Guard｜ *Female not male C, 1V1, HE; *The heroine is never pregnant in the main story, but she may be pregnant in the extras; *The male guests are not only two brothers, but also an emperor. Three men compete for one woman. There will be a Shura field in the later stage, but it is 1V1! ·········· The next book "Fu Gu" has the following copy: |The cunning and clever saint of Miao territory × the powerful minister in the flower year of Gaoling| The selfishness of saints | The superiors bow their heads | Taking by force Yinqiao, a saint from the Miao territory, has been in the Central Plains as a hostage for eight years. She was homesick and offered heavy gifts to the new emperor, hoping that she could return home with the tribute-paying officials from the Miao territory. The bricks and stones of Chongyuan Hall were very cold. Yinqiao knelt so hard that her knees hurt, but she heard Zhongshu Ling Xiao Chi say: "I don't think it's possible." Xiao Chi, Xiao Zhongshu, Xiao Taishi, Xiao Linggong, his eyebrows are pressed down, his face is almost cold, he looks at people like he is reading a paper, and the emperor in the court also gives him three points. He is the well-deserved leader of the ministers and the pillar of the country. He said no, and Yinqiao would never return home. · It was night and it was pouring rain. Yinqiao fell down in front of Xiao Chi's carriage, full of flaws. Xiao Chi held up his umbrella and looked at the muddy Yinqiao at his feet. He reluctantly stretched out his hand. It was just a moment of pity, but Yin Qiao caught the flaw and planted a poison on him. "Xiao Linggong, from now on, I will be your saint." "You have to obey the words of the saint, otherwise you will suffer the pain of poisonous insects eating your bones." In the strong wind and rain, the silver bell rang softly, and Xiao Chi was so painful that his heart was broken and his bones were broken. "Now, the saint wants you to kneel down." · Xiao Chi prides himself on being upright and serving the people wholeheartedly, but he feels that his thoughtfulness and indulgence in the past six months are all just an excuse for Yin Qiao. But Miao Jiang's secret letter came to report that the surrender poison had long since disappeared, and Yinqiao couldn't control the poison at all. Xiao Chi sneered and burned the secret letter into ashes. Seeing the candle burning his fingertips, he was convinced: He just fell into her trap. He caught Yinqiao who was about to escape, stuffed her into a sedan chair, and married her into his mansion. Yinqiao only wanted to return home. She thought that as long as Xiao Chi remembered the days and nights she had humiliated him, he would be able to let go. So, inside the wedding sedan, she stepped on the chest of Xiao Chi, who was half-kneeling, with her muddy shoe, and said with the utmost viciousness: "Kneel down on the other foot too." She didn't expect that Xiao Chi would really kneel down. By the time Yinqiao realized something was wrong, it was already too late. Xiao Chi held her retreating ankle and raised his hand to press the back of her neck, forcing her to look into his pious eyes: "As you command, my saint." Purpose: Live in the present