Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1350

I don't know how long it was before darkness enveloped the house and it became eerily quiet.

Shi Wanzhen could no longer cry.

She never thought that one day she would escape the beatings from her husband, but would be beaten by her son.

Her son is only thirteen years old!

A little light shone in from outside the room. It was Nanny Yuan who limped in with a candle in hand, enduring the pain.

Her voice was still trembling, "Madam, Madam..."

Hearing the shouting, Shi Wanzhen suddenly burst into loud crying, shaking the whole house.

But in the end, she did not return to the Marquis' Mansion, but stayed in the house peacefully, waiting for the dismissal order issued by the court.

Song Shiguang and Song Pingyan were sentenced to exile.

Shi Wanzhen did not need to divorce and was free, but at this time, she had no father, no mother, no children, no husband, and was truly helpless.

For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart.

She said to Nanny Yuan, "Mammy, I have no relatives left. From now on, we will depend on each other."

Nanny Yuan felt sorry for her master and cried, "Why don't you go back to the Marquis' Mansion? The mistress is kind and won't chase you away."

Shi Wanzhen shook her head. "I'm not going back. In the past, I couldn't understand the great truths Xia'er told me, but these few days, I suddenly understood. I can't rely on anyone else. I have to rely on myself for everything."

Nanny Yuan asked again, "Madam, won't you go look for the young master and the young lady?" She was still frightened when she asked, and her voice was trembling.

Shi Wanzhen still shook her head. Her heart was broken at this moment. "Let's not look for him anymore. Will he beat us up again if we find him?"

Two days later, Wei Cailing came to visit in person.

She handed over a silver note for eighty taels. "This silver is from my grandmother's private vault. Xia'er said that she would give it to you when you leave the Bo's Mansion and are ready to be self-reliant. It's a total of one hundred and thirty taels. I gave you fifty taels last time, and I'll give you eighty taels this time."

It took Shi Wanzhen a moment to realize that the "grandmother" Wei Cailing was talking about was her dead mother.

She held the silver in her hands, feeling mixed emotions.

No one needs silver more than she does now! She has already pawned a lot of things. This eighty taels of silver is like timely help.

Wei Cailing took out another pattern and asked, "Can you embroider this pattern?"

Shi Wanzhen took the sample picture and took a look. On it was a blooming peony flower with layered petals, bright colors and rich layers. She seemed to be able to smell a faint floral fragrance.

The varying shades of pink and red showcase the gradational beauty of the peony, with golden threads outlining the edges, lending it a luxurious feel.

This was no ordinary embroidery. She didn't dare to promise, "Then let me try?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Cailing's lips curled up into a smile, and she didn't dare to look at Shi Wanzhen's swollen and purple face. "Aunt, you don't have to worry about the materials. I have already prepared them. They are all the best silk and silk threads. You can use them and practice more."

Shi Wanzhen looked at the basket of silk threads that Hua Ruo handed over and was shocked. "Practicing with such fine silk threads? What a waste."

Wei Cailing shook her head. "As long as my aunt is willing to work hard and is familiar with this kind of silk thread, it won't be a pity if she can embroider good products. Our embroidery spinning shop has received a batch of work and is in need of people. If you can embroider this peony picture, you will be able to handle that batch of work."

Shi Wanzhen said gratefully, "Thank you, my daughter-in-law, for thinking of me, your aunt."

Wei Cailing had a trace of worry on her brows and smiled bitterly, "Xia'er told me to do this. She said that as long as my aunt is willing to support herself, there will be no worries about having no work."

"Xia'er...what a good girl." This time, Shi Wanzhen envied Tang Chujun from the bottom of her heart for having such a good daughter.

But this good girl was still unconscious, and Shen Siyuan finally found the reason.