Shen Ming knew that she was a despicable woman. She was like a mouse in the gutter. In order to pluck the bright moon in the sky, she designed to take away a marriage that did not belong to her.
She got her wish and got married. Her husband was the husband that the ladies of the capital's aristocratic families were chasing after each other. He was the eldest son of the Duke of Zhilan Yushu, who came from a prominent family - Xie Xu.
She and him respected each other like guests, and although their days were ordinary, they lived like a glue. She carefully maintained this lie, for fear that one day he would discover her true face and abandon her. After all, what he liked was the appearance she pretended to be. She was weak, innocent, gentle and kind. She would be out of breath after walking a few steps and needed his care and care.
And her husband is indeed as gentle as jade, kind and humble as the legend says.
He is kind to others, and his handsome face always has a springy smile. He is so kind that he can't help crying even when he sees beggars on the roadside. When he sees stray cats and dogs, he takes them home and raises them carefully.
Shen Ming had rejoiced more than once. Fortunately, she had planned the marriage in the first place. For this reason, she worked harder to play the role of a lady, acting carefully. Even the curve of the corners of her mouth was almost perfect, making it impossible to make any mistakes.
She originally thought that she would keep pretending like this for the rest of her life and grow old together with her husband, happily getting along for a hundred years.
Until one day, when she was cleaning the house, she found a notebook from a box under the bed, with scrawled writing on it:
"My wife is acting for me, so cute..."
"Don't scare her!"
"Don't scare her!"
"Yes, I am him."
"I am him."
"She's mine."
The cold wind came from the window lattice, making the notes rattle.
Also blowing in were the ravings of a drunken servant:
"The eldest young master is dead a long time ago!!! Eighty-nine times out of ten he was killed!!"
"Now he is wearing a shell, but he is just his twin brother..."
"You can't say such things! If Madam hears it, your life will be lost!"
When a chill spread through his limbs and bones, a voice slowly came from Shen Ming's ears.
It was still so gentle and gentle, like a clear spring flowing slowly under the moon, and his voice contained a smile, and it was very much like the secret whispers in the bedchamber.
Her husband was calling her from behind:
"Lady."
Shen Ming stiffened instantly and his blood flowed backwards.
Conception:.
