The blacksmith lady is killing people in the harem, and her son is responsible for it.

Although her life had ended when she came here, she inherited all the memories of the original owner.

To be honest, Qin Wan felt that Zhao Zhen was not very good in bed.

He seems like a greenhorn, without any skills at all.

All in all, it's a very bad memory.

Cai Huan heard Qin Wan's instructions and replied, "Yes, I will prepare it right away."

So the two maids took action, and Caiping came to the bedside and picked up the bloody handkerchief.

Qin Wan: “….”

Qin Wan's face turned red. She still wanted to take this thing?

The two maids worked quickly and the hot water was ready soon.

Qin Wan came to the bathroom and said, "All of you, get out!"

"Yes, Madam!"

After Caihuan left, Qin Wan sat in the bathtub and rubbed the marks on her body vigorously.

Qin Wan was very dissatisfied when she saw such a thin body. He looked like a little chick and it was obvious that he was malnourished.

Qin Wan tried hard to search the original owner's memory and found that there was very little information about the Zhao family.

The original owner had been married for three days, and except for the groom, she hadn't seen any other elders.

She was alone in her empty room on her wedding night. No one asked her to serve tea the next day. The groom also disappeared. No one came to the whole courtyard except for someone who delivered meals to her every day.

The original owner became an abandoned woman just after getting married.

Qin Wan could feel the original owner's anxiety and uneasiness.

She returned home today. It must be because the original owner's uncle Li Guozhu said something that a maid came to serve her.

Qin Wan thought carefully about her current situation and felt that she had to be careful in everything she did.

After all, she had just arrived and didn't know what dynasty this was.

Qin Wan splashed water on herself from time to time while thinking about her future.

For people with social phobia, as long as they can survive and live, there is no rush for other things.

At this time, the voices of two little maids came from outside the window.

Qin Wan pricked up her ears and listened. She had just arrived and really didn't know anything.

"Oh, the eldest young lady is so pitiful!"

"Who says it's not true? In our Marquis' Mansion, everyone knows that the eldest son loves his cousin. They grew up together and have been childhood sweethearts. Their affection for each other is very deep!"

When the little maid said this, she stretched her neck towards the bathroom.

The two looked at each other and continued, "Yes, the Marquis's wife is also the cousin's aunt. They are real relatives. I think the eldest young lady's wife will suffer."

"You've heard, right? The Marquis's wife was not satisfied with the Marquis's decision, and she wanted to marry her cousin to the eldest young master.

Who would have thought that the result would turn out like this? I think that the eldest young lady will not be able to get any favor from the Marquis’ wife in the future.”

"Yes, if I were the eldest young master's wife and had an uncle who was a lieutenant general, I would divorce the eldest young master and find a better family, and not be bullied in the marquis's mansion."

"You damn girl, you are so outspoken, you say anything. Let's go quickly, don't let the eldest young lady hear us."

After the two maids whispered to each other for a few more words, they left.

Qin Wan stood up from the bathtub and tutted her tongue twice, "This play is too fake. It's obvious who did it. It seems that my cousin's level is not high!"

However, if Zhao Zhen married her cousin, it would be a close relative marriage and gave birth to a fool, which would be interesting.

Qin Wan had a smile on her lips as she looked at herself in the bronze mirror. She couldn't get a divorce at the moment. She was a weak woman now and might meet with something unexpected if she went out.

She would not move until she had a weapon for self-defense.

On the small road to the Marquis's residence, Zhao Zhen hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Why did Rou'er vomit blood again?"

The maid Chuncai stammered for a moment before saying, "My cousin has been sad and unhappy all day, and her already frail body has become even worse."

Zhao Zhen frowned, said nothing, but quickened his pace.

Chuncai trotted behind him, feeling happy in her heart that the eldest master still cared about his young lady.

Yiran Courtyard.

Song Zhirou lay on her side on the bed, her handkerchief had been ravaged by her for a long time and was wrinkled.

"Miss, the eldest master is already married, and he no longer has the position of the principal wife. You must hold on to his heart!" Mother Song warned in a low voice.

Song Zhirou's eyes sparkled, "Don't worry, Mom Song, I know what to do."

Hearing the sound of heavy footsteps, Song Zhirou knew that the person she wanted to see had arrived. She quickly shut up, made a gesture to keep quiet, and then lay down quickly.

Mother Song understood immediately and kept silent.

Song Zhirou quickly adjusted her mood, and her eyes were filled with tears in an instant.

He coughed a few times from time to time, and then put away the blood towel prepared in advance.

“Cough cough cough…..cough cough cough….”

Zhao Zhen had just lifted the curtain and walked into the inner room when he heard a cough. He frowned slightly and quickened his pace.

"Rou'er, how are you?"

Song Zhirou covered her mouth with a handkerchief, tears falling one by one like pearls, "Cousin~"

This cry of "cousin" was also heart-wrenching.

"Hello, young master!" Mother Song bowed to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen waved his hand, "All of you go down!"

"Yes, young master!" Mother Song took a look and hurriedly took the maid out, leaving the space for the two of them.

Although Song Zhirou was staying in the Marquis's Mansion temporarily, she was the niece of the Marquis's wife, so her food, clothing and other expenses were naturally good.

The treatment she receives in the Marquis' Mansion is indeed better than that of the other ladies in the mansion.

There were more than twenty servants serving in the yard alone, and as many as eight maids.

Zhao Zhen walked forward, sat beside the bed, and covered Song Zhirou with a blanket. "Has the doctor come to see you?"

Song Zhirou reached out her hand and pulled Zhao Zhen's sleeve, "Cousin, I thought you forgot about me after you married my cousin's wife!"

Zhao Zhen looked at Song Zhirou's hand, but did not break free. After a pause, she said, "Rou'er, you understand my feelings!"

Song Zhirou thought of the news from the maids, and felt angry and blushed, "Cousin, but I heard...I heard that you guys consummated your marriage!!!"

Zhao Zhen: “….”

Zhao Zhen was secretly angry when he thought about how he was forced to have sex with a woman, but he also felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about the beauty that had just happened.

Song Zhirou had sharp eyes and she immediately noticed that Zhao Zhen’s ears had turned red.

She and Zhao Zhen have known each other for many years and are very familiar with him. She only mentioned the bridal chamber when she thought of him. This is how her cousin is.

The person he is thinking of is not himself.

At this moment, Song Zhirou's heart was a little flustered, "Cousin, are you in love with Qin?"

Zhao Zhen shook her head, "How could that be? She's just a stranger. You're overthinking it."

How could Song Zhirou not think too much? Zhao Zhen had already experienced love between men and women, and the first woman was not her.

This caught Song Zhirou off guard. She had thought that as long as she had ruined her wedding night, everything would be fine.

However, she still miscalculated the situation and let Qin take the lead.

It seems that she can no longer hold on to Qiao. She has to tell her aunt and become her cousin's concubine as soon as possible.