Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

Listening to the discussions of the people around them, the faces of the Wang family mother and daughter looked very beautiful at this time, colorful, sometimes blue, sometimes purple, and sometimes black.

Even the masters of calligraphy and painting cannot produce such rich colors.

Mo Qing's Yin-Yang Master's argument sounded again, "Oh, that won't work. Although I am not a great scholar, my master is."

"My master was already a scholar when he was five years old. He has a bright future. I am his personal bodyguard."

"In the future, when my master is crowned as a king and appointed as a prime minister, maybe I can help my brother-in-law who passed the imperial examination at the age of 20."

Everyone then realized that this imposing-looking, well-dressed man was actually Yan Xiucai's personal bodyguard!

The mother and daughter of the Wang family were also stunned. Is this man just a guard?

Is the Yan family so wealthy? Even a guard can wear silk clothes?

They were so shocked that they even forgot to refute.

At this time, a man wearing a long silk gown, his hair tied up with a white jade hairpin of fine texture, and holding a basket in his fair, delicate and slender hands squeezed into the crowd.

Looking up, she doesn't look that good, but her hands are better maintained than those of the average lady.

Just look at these hands and you'll know that this is a person who doesn't do any work at all.

The basket was filled with purchased pens and ink.

Yan Nansheng took a look at the man who had squeezed in with great effort and recognized that this was Sister Le Ling’s scholar husband, Wang Bo.

She glanced at the full basket and then at what the Wang mother and daughter were carrying.

Well, except for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, nothing here is bought for Sister Le Ling.

The clothes that the mother and daughter of the Wang family wore were made of fabrics that Yan Nansheng personally picked for Jiang Leling when she got married.

On the other hand, Sister Le Ling was wearing washed and discolored clothes, which she had made herself at home before getting married.

Because the style of the clothes is relatively new, they still don't look shabby even though they have been washed many times.

The main reason is that Sister Le Ling’s quiet and gentle temperament makes it impossible to see the shortcomings of her outfit.

At this time, Yan Nansheng could see more clearly how miserable Sister Le Ling's life was in the Wang family.

Although Jiang Leling had a gentle temperament before getting married, she was also cheerful and generous.

Looking at his elder sister who had been wronged into a young wife, Yan Nansheng made a decision in his heart.

Since you have a mistress outside, you won’t be short of a wife, right?

A family that has the money to keep a mistress must be well-off.

The reason why a concubine becomes a concubine is that either the man's family already has a wife, and the wife's family is richer and more powerful than the man. In order not to lose the support of the wife's family, the man dare not take a concubine and make his wife unhappy.

So he bought a small courtyard outside to raise the woman he loved.

Another situation is that the man likes a woman whose identity is not presentable, and he is proud of his status and does not want others to know that he is involved with such a woman.

So they kept the person secretly outside.

I don’t know which one this Mr. Wang is?

His mind was racing with thoughts, but it didn't show on his face at all.

The first thing Wang Xiucai said when he squeezed in was, "Why did you make your mother and sister angry again?"

"Didn't I tell you? Don't talk back to mother in public, it will affect my reputation!"

Although the sound was not very loud, Jiang Leling was very close to Yan Nansheng and Mo Qing at this time, and their hearing was extraordinary, so they heard his scolding clearly.

Mo Qing was about to explode, but he glanced at Jiang Leling and forced himself to suppress his anger, "This is Mr. Wang, right?"

He walked around Mr. Wang, looked him up and down, and made a "tsk tsk" sound in his mouth.

Being looked at by him as if he were a monkey, Wang Xiucai could not help but take a step back and move away from Jiang Leling.

"So this is what Mr. Wang looks like? There's nothing special about him."

"Ms. Jiang, why did you marry him in the first place? Because his family was poor? Because he was old? Because he was ugly?"

Every word Mo Qing said pierced Wang Xiucai's heart.

Mr. Wang was on the verge of collapse at this time, his eye sockets bulging, and he was so anxious not to lose his temper in front of everyone and affect his reputation as a scholar that his eyes were filled with bloodshot.

Hmm... uglier...

For some reason, this idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Leling's mind.

Yes, around him, there are not only young boys like Yan Nansheng who have handsome faces and bright eyes at a young age, but also men like Mo Qing who are so beautiful that it is difficult to tell whether they are androgynous.

Everyone in the Yan family has an extraordinary appearance, even myself and my younger sister are pretty and beautiful.

Why do I like men who look like... well... ordinary men?

Noticing Jiang Leling's gaze, Wang Xiucai turned his head and looked at his wife.

Wang Xiucai looked at his wife Jiang Leling standing next to Yan Nansheng and Mo Qing. The picture of the three of them standing together was so harmonious and beautiful, like a painting of beauty.

Yan Nansheng has outstanding looks and elegant temperament, while Mo Qing is also handsome and heroic.

In comparison, Mr. Wang felt ashamed of himself, and the inferiority complex in his heart spread like wild weeds.

This inferiority complex distorted his mind and made him speak without thinking. He tried to gain a little psychological balance by belittling Jiang Leling.

He pointed at Jiang Leling with his eyes wide open, and shouted, "You shameless woman, you are not a good woman, you are so mean! You don't care when your mother and sister are bullied! I, Wang Bo, must have been blind to marry you!"

When Wang's wife and Wang Ranran saw that Wang Xiucai was belittled by Mo Qing, they were filled with anger.

However, they knew that they could not afford to offend Yan Nansheng and Mo Qing, so they did not dare to attack them.

So, all his anger was vented towards his wife Jiang Leling.

It’s none of your business if we curse at our own family, right?

The old woman from the Wang family put her hands on her hips and cursed, "Jiang Leling, you are such a heartless person! We in the Wang family provide you with food and clothing, but you are so ungrateful! You help outsiders to deal with your husband, do you still have any virtue as a woman?"

Wang Ranran also screamed, "That's right! Look at what you've done. You've made our Wang family lose face in front of everyone. If you still have a conscience, you should immediately cut off contact with these two outsiders and serve my brother well!"

Faced with this sudden insult and accusation, Jiang Leling's face turned pale instantly.

Her eyes were full of grievance and helplessness, and tears were welling up in her eyes.

She could never have imagined that she would be treated like this after devoting so much time to this family.

"I didn't, I..."

Her voice seemed so weak amid the scolding of the three people that no one was willing to listen.

People around looked at them sideways and pointed at the scene, but Wang's wife and Wang Ranran showed no intention of restraining themselves and continued to morally blackmail and belittle Jiang Leling.

Seeing the cowardly appearance of the Wang family who bullied the weak and feared the strong, Mo Qing's eyes burned with anger. If Yan Nansheng hadn't held him back, he would have gone up and beat them half to death.

"Don't be impulsive. Don't you feel uncomfortable if your hands are stained with the dirty blood of such disgusting people?"

"Don't worry, I'll come and see the correct way to deal with such a person."