Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

The young lady's worry made Aunt Zhao laugh and cry, but in order to comfort the young lady, she still took the jar of wine.

Aunt Zhao did not throw the wine away, but carefully kept it together with those exquisite cakes. She would take them out to look at them every day, but she was never willing to taste them until the cakes gradually became moldy. The tenderness and thoughtfulness from Yan Wugui, like these foods, slowly lost their original color with the passage of time.

Just like the unspoken girlish feelings in her heart, they could only be buried deep in her heart. As time went by, they were gradually eroded by the years until they completely decayed.

Yan Wugui did not give up. He tirelessly showed the young lady his changes and sincerity in his own way. Finally, the young lady began to realize his deep love for her.

After the initial shock, the young lady fell into deep conflict.

Her feelings for Yan Wugui always remained at the level of brother-sister affection, and her heart had long been occupied by the gentle Ning Yuanzhou.

Love, sometimes, is so unreasonable. It doesn't matter who comes first or whether the two are well matched.

Once you have someone in your heart, it is difficult to change it easily. The young lady's heart has completely flown towards the dream of spending the rest of her life with Ning Yuanzhou.

When the news of the young lady's engagement to Ning Yuanzhou came, the entire mansion was immersed in joy. The faces of the newlyweds were filled with happy smiles, and the guests' blessings were also sincerely joyful.

Mother Zhao walked through the crowd, trying to find Yan Wugui, hoping to give him some comfort, but she found that he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and was nowhere to be found.

It was several years later that I saw Yan Wugui again.

He is no longer the young boy he used to be. The years and the baptism of the battlefield have made him tougher. There are more scars on his body, and his eyes are colder and more stern due to experiencing life and death.

But whenever he looked at the young lady, the innocence and clarity remained the same.

Mother Zhao looked at the man in front of her who had experienced so much, and asked softly, "Don't you want to talk to the young lady?"

Yan Wugui's gaze gently swept across the young lady's slightly bulging belly, where a new life was growing, and he gently shook his head.

"I am filled with evil spirits, and I am afraid of disturbing the little life in her belly."

There was a hint of helplessness in his words, more like he was talking to himself, "Tomorrow, I have to go back to that smokeless battlefield again."

Mother Zhao felt mixed emotions when she heard this. She hesitated for a moment and finally uttered only three words: "Take care of yourself."

Yan Wugui nodded silently and said nothing more.

Mother Zhao originally thought that he would return with glory after the war, but she never expected that the brief reunion almost became their farewell.

Disasters always come silently and without any warning.

For Mother Zhao, those days were like a nightmare from which she could never wake up. Every day was spent in endless worry and waiting. It was not until the end that she realized that some partings may last a lifetime.

The Zhao family army suffered an unprecedented setback in a sudden battle. The Zhao family building, which once stood tall and symbolized glory and power, is now only in ruins. The former glory vanished in an instant.

What is even more regrettable is that the Zhao family was framed with false charges, causing this once prominent family to fall into the abyss in an instant.

Miss Zhao Rao, the girl who grew up in a greenhouse and was accustomed to music, chess, calligraphy and painting and a peaceful life, had to bid farewell to her familiar home in tears and embarked on an unknown and difficult road of exile.

As for Yan Wugui, this name seemed to have become a distant and vague shadow in the hearts of the Zhao family, gradually covered by the dust of time.

Until one evening many years later, when Mother Zhao was stroking a yellowed letter in her hands under the dim candlelight, the place in her heart that had become numb over the years was unexpectedly filled with waves of loss and sorrow, accompanied by deep resentment.

She looked up at the sky and cried out in her heart: God, why are you so unfair?

The Zhao family has been loyal for generations, the young lady is innocent and kind, and Yan Wugui is even more chivalrous. Why should they endure such hardships?

Mother Zhao's thoughts drifted back to the past. She was the daughter of a declining noble family. In order to survive, she had to become the concubine of Duke Su. From then on, her life was closely connected with this mansion.

Her only hope is to raise her daughter Zhao Rao, hoping that she can avoid the troubles of the world and enjoy a peaceful life.

However, his own weakness and compromise caused his daughter to be innocently dragged into the vortex of power and experience the ups and downs of life.

Until Yan Guishuang's unexpected appearance, like a key, opened up the dusty memories and hopes deep in her heart, and the almost extinguished fire seemed to sway and shine in the breeze again.

Yan Wugui, the legendary figure, is still alive and vows to clear the Zhao family's grievances. This news gives Zhao's mother a glimmer of hope that she will see the light of day again.

Even though she was facing adversity at the moment, her heart became resilient because of this glimmer of hope.

In her opinion, as long as the reputation of the Zhao family was restored and Zhao Rao was safe and sound, her personal life and death would no longer matter.

However, fate always seems to like playing tricks on people. Just when the fire of hope was burning in Mother Zhao's heart, Yan Wugui fell into the brink of life and death.

She couldn't help but question the heavens: where is justice? When will justice come?

The gate of the Su Mansion slowly opened in the night. Mother Zhao's figure swayed slightly at the threshold, and finally fell down powerlessly. At that moment, what flashed in her eyes was not only despair, but also the reluctance of unfulfilled wishes. All this, no one noticed.

……

As night fell, a carriage sped along the quiet street, and sitting inside the carriage was Su Rao.

She was thoughtful and had already placed spies in front of the Su Mansion, who would immediately inform her if there was any news about her mother.

Upon learning that her mother had returned, Su Rao was filled with joy that was beyond words. The Queen Mother's words were indeed true. The people who took her mother away did so out of kindness and in order to rescue her.

Although she had many doubts in her heart, Su Rao put aside for the time being the secrets behind her mother's disappearance and return. She just wanted to see her mother as soon as possible and confirm her safety.

Just when she was extremely anxious, the carriage suddenly stopped. Su Rao frowned. The Queen Mother's attendants were all alert. One of them quickly lifted the curtain and asked the coachman about the situation outside.

The driver looked nervous, and pointed to the front with a trembling finger: "There is... there is a person covered in blood lying in front of the carriage."

Su Rao frowned when she heard this and was about to go forward to check, but was stopped by the maid beside her.

"Miss, let me go and take a look first." The maid said with concern.

Su Rao shook her head and insisted, "No need, I'm not that weak."

How could a stranger covered in blood appear in this imperial city?

After getting off the car, Su Rao found that the man was indeed covered in blood, lying in the middle of the road.