Wushuang followed Gong Tuo when he was fifteen years old and took care of him from a young boy to the handsome husband he is today.
Outsiders all said that she was favored by the prince of the uncle's house, and she lived a comfortable life without having to work early in the morning and late at night.
Only Wushuang knows how cautious he is, for fear of taking a wrong step. The so-called favor was also shallow. In Gong Tuo's eyes, she was always a slave who served others.
Time flies by, and she doesn't want to live it out like this until her old age. She is thinking about saving some money to leave the house, live a normal life, and find an honest man who can accept her.
After mentioning this idea to Gong Tuo tactfully, he smiled faintly and did not respond.
His Wushuang has always been docile and well-behaved, but now she is so cautious, just because her family is negotiating for his marriage, she has some uneasy thoughts, and she cares too much about him. With good food and good housing, he didn't believe she would leave.
Before leaving for Fanbang, he sent people to send a lot of things to her room, which was considered as comfort.
Half a year later, Gong Tuo came back and found that the room was empty. His family informed him that Wu Shuang had been ransomed and taken away.
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On the wedding day, Wushuang stood in an empty wedding hall wearing a red wedding dress. There were no guests, not to mention her future husband.
The man in charge was holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking at her calmly as before.
She couldn't help but step back with her feet, and her eyes were red with anger and hatred: Your Majesty, this slave is now free.
Gong Tuo stared at that pretty face, still remembering the feeling of holding that slender waist in his hands, and laughed angrily when he heard this: Really?
He has raised her to what she is now, not just to take advantage of others.
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Pre-receipt of the article "Yao Yi" for good luck
After an unexpected night of absurdity, Yaoyi's statement ruined everything, and it was rumored that she had been deceived and abused.
When the rumors were rampant, a magnificent carriage stopped outside the Yuan Family Courtyard. Yaoyi knew that she could no longer be kept at home, so she resolutely got into the carriage with her father sighing. Neighbors pointed at her, saying that this was just a cover-up for a wealthy family, and that she would be tortured to death sooner or later.
Feeling anxious, she was taken into a mansion, and after many days, she finally met Zhan Duo.
He had a noble temperament, and was as proud as a tall pine tree. He looked at her with a very clear look.
Yao Yi has no intention of clinging to her, just because she has nowhere to go now and is just looking for a place to stay temporarily.
On weekdays, she is very measured and will not stand in front of Zhan Duo and only wait for the right time to leave.
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Zhan Duo went to his grandfather's house to celebrate his birthday, but was persuaded to drink a glass of wine, and later lost control and asked for a girl.
The son of an aristocratic family is proud, so he should admit this mistake. It is impossible for the Zhan family to marry a woman.
She is illiterate, doesn't understand music, and even speaks in a soft voice. Fortunately, she was peaceful, so he thought that if he took her as his concubine later, it wouldn't be a wrong to her.
Unexpectedly, when he returned from a trip, the concierge handed him a wedding invitation from the countryside.
He said that the old lady of the Zhan family was kind-hearted and had chosen a marriage for Yao Yi. She was a good person and the date had been set.
When Zhan Duo rushed to the small courtyard in the countryside, he saw Yao Yi sitting under the candlelight sewing a wedding dress.
Seeing him coming, Yao Yi stood up and smiled brightly: "Young Master has remembered the wrong date."
Zhan Duo's eyes darkened, and he led her to fall into the tent. He held her in his arms like the day he was plotted, and she pushed him again and again.
He hugged her, and in his ears she trembled: No, no...
Intention: Time flows downstream, and life sails against the current.
