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

Chapter 914

Who is afraid of whom now? They still think they are in the Protectorate Palace. One is barefoot, the other is wearing tattered shoes, neither is much more noble than the other.

After all, she is like this now and can't rely on anyone.

If the son wants to divorce his wife, then he can do it. Liang Yanzhi is not good either. She is infertile and hypocritical. She always threatens her with the incident in her early years.

Now that I've been divorced, I can no longer make waves.

It's just a pity for her little daughter. She will probably have to be tortured by her brother for the rest of her life. I don't know how she will live the rest of her life.

Under the glaring sunlight, Zhu gradually began to shed tears.

In a trance, she recalled her life in the torment of bone pain.

If I had married my childhood sweetheart, things would probably be different now.

Only after marrying Tang Songlin did I realize that this man is cold-hearted.

In her early years, she was unable to see things clearly and was only focused on securing her position as the mistress of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion.

Zhu thought again, if she had not embezzled the dowry that the late lady had given to Tang Chujun, and had not planned for Tang Chujun to marry Shi Chengxuan, perhaps the situation today would be different.

She closed her eyes gently, only to hear the sound of broken bones ringing in her ears.

It hurts! It hurts like a bone-piercing pain.

She opened her eyes, her vision blurred with tears, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

She thought that if she were to live her life over again, she would never use things like "Broken Bone Incense" to harm others again.

She was in so much pain, let alone...

Tang Songlin didn't notice that Zhu was dying of pain. He just felt that they were no longer on the same page and didn't want to say anything. But after reading the newspaper for a while, he couldn't help but say, "My grandson Tang Xinghe has made great progress..."

He read the newspaper to Zhu, feeling a little proud, and couldn't help but laugh and scold, "This naughty monkey!"

But after I finished scolding, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

He never cared about this grandson from beginning to end.

Because it was the blood of his late wife, he felt that at least a small half of it was the blood of the Shang Jia Ming family.

He has never held this eldest grandson in his arms!

When he wanted to hug him now, the eldest grandson had already soared into the sky like an eagle, while he, the grandfather, had already fallen into the mud.

The old couple kept arguing with each other and ended up reading the entire article written by a man named "Mr. Chu Sheng".

Zhu was so jealous that even Tang Xinghe had become so successful. Not only did her bones ache, but blood rushed to her forehead, and a mouthful of fishy-sweet food blocked her throat.

Tang Songlin said, "This 'Mr. Chu Sheng' has great writing skills, it's like he lives in the Protectorate Mansion and watched the stars grow up."

Zhu deliberately poked his heart, "Maybe it was written by your good grandson Shi Yunqi."

Tang Songlin shook his head seriously, "Impossible. The writing styles are different. Serious students don't use words like this. If you say it was written by my daughter Chu Jun, I will believe it, but it can't be my good grandson."

Zhu didn't take it seriously. She closed her eyes and laughed miserably. A mouthful of blood welled up from her throat and flowed out from the corner of her mouth. "You think you know how to use words? You have so little knowledge! Your daughter is also stupid. How can she write an article..."