Zhao Shui was lonely all day long, and the princess often took her out to meet other wives. But she doesn't know how to recite poems and compose fu, and doesn't know how to be fashionable in the capital. Those ladies embarrass her openly and secretly, and degrade her into the mud.
The princess just sat and watched her laugh.
After all this, Zhao Shui knew that the princess didn't want to see him.
So he no longer associates with the princess, but this princess is not easy to worry about.
How could she be a dignified princess willing to be subservient to a peasant woman.
The princess was pregnant and conceived again, and it was Zhao Shui who caused her to conceive.
Of course, this is just the most common drama in the deep palace, framed.
But Zhao Yong couldn't see it, and neither could his father-in-law and mother-in-law, thinking that Zhao Shui was jealous and held a grudge, so he made such a bad plan and did such a vicious thing.
It is conceivable that almost no one would stand by her side for a peasant woman to murder the princess.
Zhao Shui was executed.
Zhao Shui lived in the Zhao family since she was a child. Although the Zhao family has kindly adopted her, she has done a lot to take care of Zhao Yong's parents and Zhao Dong these years.
He, Zhao Yong, would marry the princess if he wanted to. She couldn't stop it and didn't want to stop it. But why did the princess target herself again and again.
He also snatched Dong'er away and framed himself.
She dedicated her whole life to the Zhao family, and was framed to death.
Her status is not as good as that of the princess, nor is she as good-looking as the princess, but she doesn't feel that she is any worse.
And Dong'er, before she died, the princess told her that she would not let Dong'er go, because Dong'er had her humble blood flowing on her body.
She wanted to protect Dong'er and let him grow up healthy and happy. She didn't want to be harmed by the princess, suppressed by the power, or looked down upon by her husband.
Zhao Miaomiao sat up, looked at the situation at home, and could only describe it in two simple words. A wooden bed, a wooden table, a few wooden stools, and a wooden cabinet are all gone.
There are some clothes and some insoles on the wooden table.
It is an embroidery that the original owner rushed to make overnight, and it can be sold in the town after dawn. She was quick-witted, quick-witted, and good at her needlework. In order to supplement the family income, he often embroidered things at night.
During the day, I have to help my father-in-law and mother-in-law with housework and farm work, and no one knows that I passed out from exhaustion last night.
Now is the sixth year that Zhao Yong has gone out to fight, and he will be back in another year.
? Zhao Miaomiao sat cross-legged, swallowing breath, the breath of ancient times was pure, and her spiritual power was more abundant than that of modern cities, after a few cycles.
Zhao Miaomiao felt a lot lighter and had some strength.
At this moment, the rooster crowed, and the sky was dawning.
The farmer wakes up early, and the original owner will get up at this point to make breakfast.
Zhao Miaomiao got up and washed up, went to the kitchen in the dark to make a pot of rice porridge, and scooped some pickles into the jar.
As soon as the things were arranged, the door of the side room opened with a creak.
Zhao's mother came out holding Zhao Dong, "Dong'er has been looking for you since she got up early in the morning."
The original owner embroidered all night last night, so Dong'er was asked to sleep with the two old people.
"Mother." Dong'er is only six years old, a little thin, with yellow hair, but bright eyes. Just woke up, eyes a little hazy.
The skin on his body is tanned, and it looks like he has been exposed to the sun for a long time.
When the original owner was working, he was asked to play with the children in the village. The children played wildly, so they got tanned.
Zhao Miaomiao held the child in her arms and pinched his nose, "Baby Dong'er, are you still awake?"
"En." Dong'er leaned on her shoulder, grabbing her clothes with her small hands.
Zhao Miaomiao put him on the wooden bench, went to pour some warm water over to wipe him, and changed his clothes.
Dong'er was completely awake, shaking her two calves and eating porridge obediently. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com