After the marriage, I married the most treacherous minister of the dynasty

Embroidered by Lan Xijing?

Zheng Yuzhen’s first reaction was that it was impossible.

But looking at the embroidery, he felt that what Zheng Yuzhen said was true.

He knew that Lan Xijing was not good at handicrafts, but he did not expect that Lan Xijing would actually embroider something for Qin Li with her own hands.

He originally thought that Lan Xijing did not marry Qin Li voluntarily, but she had no choice. After all, her reputation was like that.

But now it seems that things are not what he thought.

When Zheng Yuzhen returned home, his mind was still full of the purse.

Just at this time Shang Yuntong came over and talked to him about Yan Mingjue:

"I didn't expect this man to be both a man of letters and military strategy."

The most important thing is that she is so beautiful.

Shang Yuntong felt a little regretful. Why didn't she travel to the capital?

If she traveled to the capital, she would definitely know about Yan Mingjue. Then, with her abilities, wouldn't it be easy to capture Yan Mingjue?

He is good to his wife, powerful, rich, and good-looking. He has all the qualities of a modern high-quality man.

It’s a pity that she was born at the wrong time!

She was still sighing to herself, but didn't notice that Zheng Yuzhen's expression was becoming increasingly uglier.

No man wants to hear his wife praising other men in front of him.

The most important thing is that they have been married for so long, but Shang Yuntong has never given him even a thread.

He is not even as good as that idiot Qin Li.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said:

"My purse is torn. Can you embroider a new one for me?"

Hearing this, Shang Yuntong looked at him in confusion:

"I remember you just changed your purse."

Seeing his unhappy expression, she changed the topic:

"It's okay, I'll get a few more."

Anyway, there is an embroiderer in the mansion, and it only requires two purses. It is not difficult and can be done in one day.

"I want a purse that you sewed yourself."

Zheng Yuzhen said it clearly.

Shang Yuntong frowned:

"I can't."

As she spoke, she glanced at her hands;

"You know, my hands are used to heal people, how can I do those things?"

Zheng Yuzhen: “…”

He knows, of course he does.

In fact, at the beginning, he was obsessed with these hands and was reluctant to let Shang Yuntong do anything else.

But now, he doesn't think so.

Your hands can cure diseases and save lives, so why can't you even sew a purse?

Now that the world is at peace and you are not asked to cure diseases and save lives, can't you learn?

Also, Shang Yuntong is outside all day, either drinking tea with people or shopping with people. How can she behave like a woman?

His mother told him to say these words.

Everyone in the family knew that he valued Shang Yuntong, and they didn't make things difficult for Shang Yuntong, but they still had to remind her of these things.

"From now on, he will be your mistress."

"She comes from a small family and doesn't know many etiquettes. If she doesn't learn them, how can she support the family in the future?"

Zheng Yuzhen also mentioned these things to Shang Yuntong, but every time the other party agreed, he would go out as usual the next day.

She felt that there was no need to worry about the affairs in the mansion. There were servants around, so she could just use a combination of kindness and severity.

The important thing is to establish good relationships with other people. Only in this way can she have her own circle and gain a foothold in Beijing.

Normally it would be fine, but today, Zheng Yuzhen was so angry that he could no longer bear it and said:

"Which wife doesn't make sure her husband is well groomed?"

"Only you..."

"Look for yourself, how much time you spend on others and how much time you spend on me."

After saying that, Zheng Yuzhen turned away.

Shang Yuntong looked puzzled. She stared at Zheng Yuzhen's back and snorted coldly.

She would not be assimilated by the people here and would not go out of the house. That would be more painful than killing her.