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She and Wang Wu had developed a deep bond over the years they spent together. At fifteen, she married into the Chen Family, which was different from those couples who were blindly matched.
Many people believed that she was beautiful and came from a good family background. Even if she married into a noble family or entered the palace as a consort, she would have been qualified. Marrying Chen Wulang was undoubtedly a step down, but Qin Yaru understood that what she valued was not fame or status, but simply Chen Wenyue as a person.
If Wang Wu were a high-ranking official, she would be willing to learn how to be a lady of the court. If Wang Wu were an ordinary farmer, she would gladly accept being a villager.
They truly experienced happiness for a while. At that time, Daddy had not yet fallen into disgrace for allegedly hiding the Dragon Robe. Her brother was talented in both literature and martial arts, and everyone regarded him as a top scholar.
Her parents were affectionate, and their family was harmonious. The Qin Family in Wudang County was envied by many.
Her father and brothers had always doted on her and did not mind Wang Wu's humble background. When she got married, her wedding procession was lively and extravagant. Although her mother-in-law could be difficult to please, the other daughters-in-law had managed to endure it. Since she married into the Chen Family, she was naturally devoted to honoring her in-laws and supporting her husband’s education.
Wang Wu reciprocated with kindness and thoughtfulness. Compared to many friends who immediately took on domineering roles upon entering marriage, how fortunate was she? Even in her dreams, she always smiled.
When Wang Wu took another wife, marrying the Gentle Blue Princess, she willingly humbled herself and became a concubine instead of remaining the primary wife, all for the sake of her son but more so out of genuine affection for Wang Wu.
At that time, she still did not believe that Wang Wu could be so heartless. She thought he must have succumbed to pressure or feared the power of the royal family, which forced him to abandon his wife and child.
She believed he still cared for her in his heart and would not stand by while her Daddy, brother, and beloved sister suffered. She even considered that perhaps he endured humiliation for the sake of the Qin Family's grievances.
It was only later that she finally understood; marrying the Gentle Blue Princess was something Wang Wu not only accepted but also welcomed. She hated it deeply but felt too weak to muster any resistance.
In her past life, even until the end, she probably regarded Wang Wu as one of the few outstanding men worth competing for—even against a princess!
She wished that she could wear the good husband facade of Wang Wu for a lifetime, allowing her to remain immersed in a honey pot forever. However, reality was harsh; that person swung a big stick without hesitation, striking her until she was bruised and bleeding, with no place to rest even in hell.
Qin Yaru couldn't help but sigh, her gaze flickering. Why bother dwelling on the past?
In her previous life, she had been trapped in a cage with no way out. In this life, she refused to be a caged bird again. The world was vast, and she still had family to save; there was no time to entangle herself with a man of such poor character.
The rain and snow soaked half of her body. Qin Yaru coughed twice, thinking that if she caught a cold, given the current situation at home, it would be quite troublesome. She hurried to the kitchen to find a piece of ginger, planning to brew a bowl of ginger soup. However, when she sat down at the stove, she realized that most of the water in the tank had been used up when cooking porridge earlier, leaving only a thin layer at the bottom.
Qin Yaru searched the backyard and found a bucket. After pondering for a moment, she remembered that the villagers from Chen Family Village usually went to fetch water from the east side of the village.
Putting on a raincoat, she took advantage of the fading light and walked along the country road. Since it was snowing heavily, there were few people on the road. Although Qin Yaru had lived in this place for many years before, more than twenty years had passed, and her memories had long since faded. She groped her way forward until she found the well and filled half a bucket with water; by then, it was already dark.
The cold wind howled and snowflakes danced in the air. Qin Yaru tucked her hair behind her ears and walked for quite some time until she finally saw the dim lantern in front of her house. Just as she took a few more steps, she suddenly heard a gust of cold wind pass by. She turned sharply and saw a shadow emerging from the slightly ajar gate of her neighbor's yard!
Qin Yaru's heart skipped a beat. Though her courage had grown significantly over the years and she was no longer the timid woman she once was, she couldn't help but feel her face pale with fear at that moment. Taking a deep breath and looking closely, she saw that it was indeed a person standing next to her, which eased her mind.
The newcomer was in his forties, with a scruffy beard and a tall stature. His face bore an honest expression, but his eyes stared intently at Qin Yaru with an unsettling gaze.
Although many years had passed and he looked unfamiliar, Qin Yaru immediately recognized him as Zhou Jialiang—the husband of that shrew Mrs. Sun.
Qin Yaru switched the bucket to her other hand and shot a cold glance at Zhou Erlang, who blocked her path. She shifted her feet as if to walk around him.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Erlang also moved a step forward, blocking Qin Yaru's way again. He wore a smile that seemed friendly but carried an overly familiar demeanor: "Consort Qin, why push people away so far? Look at you—so delicate; how can you manage such rough work? If your hand gets even slightly hurt, I would feel heartbroken!"
Qin Yaru coldly watched the performance of the person in front of her. At this moment, she recalled how Zhou Erlang had harassed her in the past. Although he did not dare to do anything serious because of her status, she had unknowingly heard countless filthy words from him. This person pretended to be virtuous, while others were completely unaware of his true nature. She was too shy to tell anyone, fearing damage to her reputation. Whenever she felt wronged, she could only hide away and cry, and on top of that, she had to endure bullying from Mrs. Sun. Life was truly difficult.
The reason she would lower her pride and become Chen Wulang's concubine might also stem from these experiences.
Qin Yaru furrowed her brows in thought. Zhou Erlang saw that she did not leave or move, clearly still thinking of her as the gentle and refined woman from before. A smug expression appeared on his face as he caught sight of Qin Yaru's beautiful features in the moonlight, especially her flawless skin, smooth as jade. He calculated in his mind how much gold and silver he could sell this Wife for if she were sent to certain places. He muttered, "With your talent and looks, there are countless men on the street who would be mesmerized by you. Now that your husband is not home, aren't you lonely? My dear Wife, it's not that I don't care about you; how about I introduce you to a job? I guarantee you'll earn a fortune and live luxuriously. Wouldn't that be delightful?"
Qin Yaru coldly smiled, "A job? You might as well cut off your own manhood and go for it yourself."
Zhou Erlang was taken aback by her words, clearly not expecting such vulgarity from a woman who was usually gentle and virtuous. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as he took a bold step forward, intending to put his arm around Qin Yaru's shoulders: "I knew it! With Chen Wulang gone, you're at the perfect age to be like a wolf or tiger; how could you not think about men?"
A flash of silver light passed!
"Ah—"
Zhou Erlang's face twisted in pain as blood gushed from the back of his hand, quickly staining half of his sleeve red. A look of disbelief crossed his eyes, followed by rage. "You... how dare you..."
He clearly did not expect that Qin Yaru would actually dare to strike back.
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