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

Chapter 1882

But until he put down the imperial cinnabar pen, Xiao Yunde still couldn't figure it out - why would the top scholar, who had been pinned with flowers by him personally at the Qionglin Banquet, degenerate himself and get involved with stolen money?

In the end, Song Yuanjiu refused to reveal the truth.

The death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of life cannot be escaped. Song Yuanjiu was exiled to Tiema City to serve.

Song's mother cried out in despair and rolled on the ground.

The money is gone, and although her son is still alive, he has also lost his official position. How can she live?

She went crazy, rushed into her daughter-in-law's room, grabbed her hair and slammed her against the bed rails, "You jinx! It's all because of you that my son is unlucky!"

Song's mother was used to beating and scolding her son, and she had no idea that it was precisely because of her daughter-in-law's matter that her son was forced into a coercion.

Normally, her son always protects his daughter-in-law, so she is hesitant to take action.

Now that her son was not around, she could no longer bear it and took out all her anger on her daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Song was suddenly struck by lightning amid her mother-in-law's angry scolding - she understood the reason why her husband accepted bribes.

Someone must have threatened her husband with her past experience! The gentle and kind top scholar actually accepted the money in order to protect her reputation.

"I want to go to the prison and find out what's going on!" Mrs. Song struggled to get up, but her mother-in-law grabbed her hair even more fiercely.

The old lady's skinny fingers clasped her scalp tightly like an iron clamp, "Bitch! How dare you talk back!"

During this struggle, two figures rushed into the house like a gust of wind.

The eldest son, Song Shenzhi, stepped forward to block his mother, and the second son, Song Xizhi, pushed his grandmother in desperation.

"Don't bully our mother!" the two brothers said in unison, their childish faces full of anger.

Mother Song staggered back, and the back of her head hit the corner of the table with a bang.

The old lady felt dizzy, but she still managed to hold on and curse, "You little whore, you're courting death! You've alienated my two grandsons from me. My son... my son! When you're not around, your wife and your son bully you!"

She loves her grandson and never scolds him, only her daughter-in-law.

She cursed for half the afternoon. At dusk, the old lady stopped cursing abruptly. She suddenly widened her eyes and fell backwards.

There was a black blood scab in the bun on the back of her head.

The house was ransacked, the maids and servants all left, and no one noticed anything unusual about the old lady.

At that time, Mrs. Song went to the prison to visit her husband with a food box. She had no money left, so she took off the bracelet on her hand and stuffed it into the jailer's hand.

The jailer was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. "Song, Madam Song, if you want to go in and take a look, just go in and take a look. Don't hurt me..."

Don’t you have any idea why your husband was put in jail?

You are at the center of this storm. You don't want your life, but I do.

Mrs. Song didn't expect that she could step into the Sky Prison so easily. The damp and musty smell hit her in the face.

She staggered half a step and finally saw the thin figure through the thick wooden fence.

Before saying anything, tears flowed first.

Eyes facing each other.

It was as if I saw the year when the apricot blossoms were in the rain again. The scholar in green clothes held half a hard steamed bun, smiled gently at her, and put the bun to her mouth, "Han'er, take a bite first."

The girl in the coarse linen clothes blushed and shook her head, "I've eaten, you eat."

She hadn't eaten and was still hungry.

He knew she had never eaten, she was so thin.

He worked harder than others, vowing to pass the imperial examinations and earn a lot of money so that he could buy lots of white flour buns for her to eat and make her plump and white.

"Husband..." A sob escaped her throat.

She married him despite her disability and became pregnant before she even got married.

But he treated her the same way.

With a bright future as a shield and a head as a bond, the dirty wind and rain of this world will never touch her clothes again.