Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

Ever since Zhou had a concubine named Wei Jing, the relationship between Zhou and Master Wei became increasingly bad.

At one point, the relationship between the couple almost came to a breakup.

She never understood why her husband, who treated her with respect and dignity, suddenly had a mistress.

She has always been good at planning, but she didn't get any news or information at all!

I had no choice but to ask someone to investigate, and finally found some clues about the woman.

The woman's name was Wanniang. She lived in Qingping Lane on the outskirts of the city. She was the daughter of a down-and-out scholar and died after giving birth to Wei Jing.

Zhou was so angry that she beat her chest and stamped her feet, hating herself for not being able to catch the little bitch herself and beat her to death!

How dare she seduce her own husband?

But she still kept her eyes peeled and asked others what the woman looked like that could have bewitched her husband so much that he even raised his lowly concubine's son as his legitimate son.

Then, based on the oral narration of the people, a portrait was drawn.

Zhou only took a glance at the painting, her face suddenly turned pale, and she rushed towards Master Wei's study like a madman.

No one dared to stop her and could only watch her go crazy. When Master Wei came back, the study was already a mess.

And she finally found a painting in the secret compartment of the bookcase.

She had seen this painting when she had just got married.

The woman in the painting is dressed in white, with eyebrows and eyes as dark as mountain ink. A red mole at the corner of her eye makes her look seductive and charming, like a fairy from heaven.

At that time, she and Mr. Wei had been married for a short time and their life was very sweet, so she did not take it seriously and just regarded it as an ordinary painting of a lady.

But the woman in the painting looks exactly like the bastard's mother.

This is the night mother!

It turns out that Master Wei had already conceived a child with that bitch long before they got married!

Seeing that she was about to destroy the painting, Master Wei's eyes turned red: "You are crazy! You vicious woman, dare you touch this painting today?"

"This bitch seduces my husband, why shouldn't I dare?"

Zhou didn't indulge Master Wei either, and the two of them fought over it. With a sound of tearing, the painting was finally torn...

Master Wei was so angry that he turned around and slapped Zhou hard in the face!

"Evil woman! Evil woman! Do you know what you have done? This painting is so important. It is used to..."

Master Wei was halfway through his speech when he seemed to remember something.

His eyes were sharp, but he kept silent.

However, Zhou thought that he just felt sorry for his stepmother, a lowly woman, and she felt even more resentful.

From then on, Zhou realized that Stepmother was Mr. Wei's sweetheart.

And she is nothing but a grain of white rice and annoying mosquito blood!

Wei Zhi and Wei Jing are not much different in age, but Master Wei obviously cares more about Wei Jing, which further intensified Zhou's anger.

Wei Jing was the child of her husband and his beloved, but the child was registered under her name. As the legitimate son, how could Zhou not hate him?

She simply hated it!

If her own son had not died, and the two of them had returned triumphantly together, for the sake of her eldest son's future career, Zhou might have really poisoned Wei Jing to death with a glass of poisoned wine!

After listening to what Nanny Song said, Jiang Mingwei shuddered, quickly poured herself a glass of wine to warm herself up, and looked up to meet his half-smile.

"Now that I have told you, Madam, I wonder what you think. Are you scared?"

"I...I," Jiang Mingwei drank a lot and gradually became drunk. She patted her chest with her hand, "What do I have to be afraid of? I am a lady who is upright and upright. I have nothing to be afraid of!"

Nanny Song chuckled, thinking that Jiang Mingwei was drunk.

"Since your doubts have been resolved, please go back. I will not see you off."

Jiang Mingwei nodded. After receiving so much information, she really needed to go back and digest it.

But at this moment, her mind was in a mess, and she always felt that there was a thread pulling her to pursue something...

But I felt so dizzy that I couldn’t think clearly for a moment.

"Thank you for your guidance today, Madam Song, but I still have something I want to ask you. Since Madam Song has mentioned this much, why don't you help me solve my doubts together?"

After a conversation, Nanny Song's impression of Jiang Mingwei changed greatly.

"Ask, ma'am."

"Mammy, where did you serve before? I see that you and Mammy Wang don't get along very well, and I think you don't have a good relationship with your mother-in-law either. So why..."

"Why haven't they killed him yet, right?"

Nanny Song sneered in a deep voice: "No matter how useless I am, I am still a famous old nanny in the palace. If they want to kill me, they have to ask the royal family whether they are willing!"

I go? !

My mother, my grandma, my head has turned into a date!

Jiang Mingwei sobered up instantly and looked at Nanny Song in shock.

No wonder she always felt that Nanny Song had a kind of arrogance that no one in the Wei family had. It turned out that she came from a big city, so she was different.

But she remembered that Master Wei was only a fourth-rank official at most, and her husband Wei Zhi was only a fifth-rank general. It was not until Wei Jing that he made great achievements.

Such an official family would not stand out in the capital, so why would there be an old nanny from the palace here?

When the original owner was still unmarried, the Jiang family had a nanny in the palace, and that was because her father was the Minister of the Central Secretariat.

In ordinary families, unless there is a girl of marriageable age waiting to be married into the palace, it is impossible for the maids in the palace to come and educate her.

So, why does the Wei family have the right?

Jiang Mingwei's mind was racing, and she always felt that there was a fog in front of her eyes, obscuring her thoughts.

"Then may I ask... why did Madam appear in the Wei family? This family is not of high status, so they should not be qualified to hire an old Madam with such rich experience as you."

Nanny Song snorted softly and looked at Jiang Mingwei with admiration and emotion.

"Madam, you are the daughter of the Minister of the Central Secretariat after all. You are not stupid. I was wrong about you before. Since I have stayed here, I must have my responsibilities. Madam, there is no need to ask more. I have told you everything you want to know. Please go back."

After saying this, he lowered his head and drank alone.

Jiang Mingwei opened her lips, but felt that she might not be able to ask anything today.

Anyway, the news she got was enough for her to digest.

So he said goodbye to Nanny Song and walked towards his bedroom alone.

The evening breeze was cool, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Jiang Mingwei pondered over Nanny Song's words for a long time and walked slowly forward...

Because he was drunk, his steps were a little unsteady and his body was staggering.

The breeze blew gently, making her hair flutter in the air. Combined with her moon-white skirt, she really had the beauty of a banished celestial being under the moon.

Unfortunately, no one appreciated her, so she could only go back to her room to rest alone.

But she hadn't seen the tall figure at the gate of the courtyard staring at her for a long time, his eyes flickering, his heart beating uncontrollably...

It was not until Jiang Mingwei had left for a long time and a gust of cold wind blew again that he came to his senses.

Hiding from everyone's eyes and ears, he walked towards Nanny Song's room...

After washing up, Jiang Mingwei fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

I slept until the early morning of the next day.

After getting up, she rubbed her temples.

Fortunately, there was no fake liquor in ancient times, and people drank less, so they didn’t get drunk.

After breakfast, Jiang Mingwei lay on the chaise longue and basked in the sun leisurely.

I don’t have a husband, and I don’t have to visit my mother-in-law every morning and evening... Hehe, it’s so cool!

But suddenly, she remembered what Nanny Song said.

The clues that failed to connect last night are now connected into a straight line...