After Jiaojiao got pregnant, her husband who died in the war came back

Seeing the situation in front of her, Song Yinyin's mind was struck by lightning, and the bag in her hand fell to the ground.

When he spoke again, his voice was trembling: "Cao Gui, you are not a human being, why do you sell me out?"

She even begged for mercy from the one-eyed man: "Master, I am a decent woman, this doesn't count."

Seeing her resisting, Cao Gui grabbed her hair and said viciously:

"You bitch, you belong to me, I can do whatever I want to you, now it's your turn to speak, you must be my nemesis, otherwise how could I lose so miserably!"

At this moment, the one-eyed man pushed Cao Gui away, who was about to attack him, and took out a piece of paper from his chest. He said in a cold voice: "This is a letter of sale of my wife. Sign it and seal it. Let's go."

Song Yinyin cried all the way when she was taken away. She thought that as long as she worked harder, her life would get better and better, but now it seems that all of them were delusions.

It's all over now. Who knows where this man will sell her to.

Just when she was in grief and despair, the carriage stopped.

A familiar voice came from outside the carriage, "Sister Yinyin."

Song Yinyin lifted the car curtain in disbelief, her shock evident in her words, "Miss?"

After Xie Shuyao told Song Yinyin the whole story, Song Yinyin was excited and terrified. "Miss, how much money did you spend? I am so ungrateful and incompetent to make you worry so much."

Xie Shuyao waved her hand casually, "It's just a small amount of money, it doesn't matter, the key is that you are free now."

When Song Yinyin heard the word "freedom", she could no longer contain her excitement and burst into tears while hugging Xie Shuyao.

After she calmed down, Xie Shuyao got straight to the point and said, "In fact, the days ahead may not be easy. When I enter the Marquis' Mansion, I will have to trouble you to help me take care of the mansion. You know, there is no one in this world that I can trust."

As long as I can regain my freedom, this little thing doesn't matter. Song Yinyin wiped her tears and patted her chest to assure, "Miss, don't worry, I am the best at taking care of the affairs of the harem."

With her words, Xie Shuyao felt more confident about opening a mansion. She took Song Yinyin to the mansion with full confidence, thinking that this was all granted by His Majesty, so it would be as easy as taking something out of a bag.

But when she arrived at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, she was shocked to find that things were not that simple.

I saw a plaque with the words "Anding Marquis Mansion" casually thrown away in the corner of the gate, and the place where it should have belonged was written with the words "Zhenguo Duke Mansion".

Xie Shuyao felt that the matter was not simple, and subconsciously walked over and knocked on the door.

Song Yinyin, who was standing by, wanted to stop him, but was a step too late.

She looked worried and whispered in Xie Shuyao's ear, "How come the mansion granted by His Majesty happened to be the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion? This is bad."

Xie Shuyao grew up in the countryside and didn't know much about the things in the capital. Hearing this, she was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Miss, you don't know that the Duke of Zhenguo was a founding general, and his family was full of loyal heroes, but unfortunately they all died on the battlefield. Perhaps because there were no male heirs in the family, there was no one to take over, so the house was taken back by the court."

Although Xie Shuyao couldn't help but sigh that people left and the tea got cold, she was still puzzled, "If that's the case, there should be no one in the mansion, so why would it be difficult to move in."

Song Yinyin shook her head and said, "That's not the case. This is a century-old house. It has always been..."

Before she could finish, the door of the mansion suddenly opened. After seeing the scene inside, Xie Shuyao unconsciously took a step back.

I saw dozens of people standing at the door, whether they were servants or maids, all holding weapons, lined up in rows, neat and orderly. At the head stood a white-haired woman with a unfriendly expression.

But she didn't know if it was Xie Shuyao's illusion, but she felt that the man's face looked somewhat familiar.

Before she could figure out where he had seen her before, the old man suddenly slammed his cane on the ground and said sternly:

"You, the Pei family, dare to covet our Meng family's things. I say again, if you want to occupy my house, you have to walk over my dead body!"