Xu Xianru was the daughter of the chief minister of the Honglu Temple in the ninth rank. She was an insignificant low-ranking official in Shuntian, where there were many nobles everywhere. Her mother taught her to be cautious since she was a child, and Xu Xianru kept it in mind. After her mother died of illness and her father remarried, she brought back a sister who was two years younger than her. She became even more humble in her life.
Therefore, when her father asked her to be the stepwife of Mr. Zhou Ge, she happily married him.
She respects her mother-in-law and treats her step-son who is the same age as her. Her mother-in-law and stepson, who originally disliked her, also had a good impression of her, but the good times did not last long. Zhou Ge died of old age and she was childless and was kicked out by her mother-in-law.
Her uncle took her in, and during the second month of the widow's stay at his uncle's house, her aunt arranged for Xu Xianru to get married.
It was Zhou Zhanyan, the young minister of Dali Temple who came from a hairpin family.
She was weak-tempered, but she said no for the first time.
She has two secrets. One is that the young minister is the student of her dead husband. The two of them got married, which is inconsistent with ethics. Second, she accidentally had a night with her cousin, but her cousin didn't want to marry her. No matter how she hinted, she pretended not to know.
Everyone said that Zhou Zhanyan was gentle and humble, self-denial and propriety-observant, with outstanding character and appearance. He was an unparalleled nobleman from a noble family.
But she couldn't agree. She was pregnant. If she got married, she would die.
When she made up her mind to pack her bags and return to her hometown in Suzhou, carrying her uncle's family on her back, she was intercepted by the noble son on the canal.
Facing the biting cold wind, the bamboo-like man walked up to her, bent down, and put his jade-white palm on her lower abdomen. His voice was clear and clear, "Where will Madam Ru take my child?"
He was clearly smiling, but Xu Xianru was very scared and thought he was crazy.
How did he know?
Where does this child belong to him?
Intention: Redeem with love, heal with love.