Favoring the concubine and killing the wife? She divorced the concubine and lived with her concubine

Twenty-seven years ago

"Mom, if you have time in the future, can you accompany me to the river to fish?" Xiao Wen held the fish basket and looked at the two lively fish in it, thinking that with his mother's cooking skills, the fish soup tonight must be delicious.

Fang Feiyan glanced at her son. He hadn't grown much in the past two years, but he was now as tall as her forehead.

"Okay, drink more fish soup so you can grow taller and won't be bullied anymore."

Xiao Wen nodded, happily threw the fish basket onto his shoulder, but accidentally touched the bruise on his back.

"Hiss..." He couldn't help but gasp.

Fang Feiyan reached out to take the fish basket and put it on her back, her eyes full of heartache and sadness.

"It still hurts..."

"It's okay." Xiao Wen shook his head. It was Mother Wang who beat him. The hit didn't break the skin, but it left a bruise that hasn't healed yet.

This Wang Madam was the wife of his father Xiao Cheng and Xiao Li's personal mother. She would come to cause trouble from time to time, and then tell Xiao Li about Fang Feiyan and Xiao Wen's embarrassing situations to cheer her up.

"Cough...cough..."

"Mother……"

Fang Feiyan looked in the direction Xiao Wen pointed, and there seemed to be movement deep in the forest.

Xiao Wen hurried over to see, and Fang Feiyan didn't have time to pull him, so she had to follow him.

A half-grown child, bloodied, lay limp in the woods, covered with a straw mat. It looked as if he had been dumped here, presumed dead.

Fang Feiyan felt kind-hearted, and Xiao Wen couldn't let it go, so the two of them dragged the child back to their own yard.

The mother and child could not protect themselves, so they could only hide the injured child in the woodshed and take care of him day and night. Surprisingly, the child was saved.

"Who beat you?"

Xiao Wen came to deliver medicine to the child today. Seeing that he had woken up and was sitting by the firewood, he handed the medicine to him and asked curiously.

"Xiao family..."

"Xiao family?" Xiao Wen was stunned and asked, "How many branches are there in the Xiao family?"

"The young master of the third house, Xiao Zongshan..."

"Did you offend them?"

"without……"

"Then why..."

"..." Fan Zhixing was silent. He looked up at Xiao Wen and said, "Can you let me hide here? I'll die if I go out."

He was originally Xiao Zongshan's servant, but he went from standing by the desk to sleeping beside the bed. When his crime was exposed, Xiao Zongshan's wife, Xiao Wu, had nowhere to vent her anger, so she beat him to death and dumped him in the woods. Fortunately, he survived... but he couldn't bring himself to speak about it.

"...Okay, then you hide when someone from the Xiao family comes."

"Someone from the Xiao family?"

"I am the son of the second master of the Xiao family, my name is Xiao Wen!"

"That concubine?"

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Three years later

"Mother, are we really leaving? Does father really not care about us anymore?" Xiao Wen was already a half-grown boy, and at the age of sixteen, he already understood a lot. But he still couldn't let go of his father, Xiao Cheng, the second master of the Xiao family, who lived in the huge house and promised to take him back.

Fang Feiyan looked into her son's eyes, still brimming with hope, and wiped the blood from his forehead with a handkerchief. The inch-long cut had stopped bleeding, thankfully the wound wasn't deep. She rummaged through the drawers and pulled out a medicine box. The jar of ointment inside was completely empty...

"Wen'er, if we don't leave, Madam won't let us go. Your father only comes to see you once in a long time, and he doesn't care about you anymore." Fang Feiyan rubbed the cool ointment on Xiao Wen's wound. She knew that these words hurt the child's heart, but that was the fact. She was old and no longer as stunning as she once was. What's more, Xiao Li relied on the old lady's support and completely ignored Xiao Cheng's wishes. From time to time, she sent people to bully them. At the very least, they would beat and scold them, snatch the silver sent by the master, and at the worst, they would find a random excuse to throw Xiao Wen into the yard and make him kneel for a whole day and a night.

Xiao Wen frowned slightly, but didn't make a sound.

Xiao Wen thought about how he was beaten for no reason when he went out to buy groceries in the morning. He clenched his fists tightly.

"Mother, have you forgotten? When I was a child, my father often praised me for being pretty and smart. As long as I was good at studying, he would like me. It won't be long before he will take us back!" Xiao Wen didn't want to apply the ointment anymore, so he turned his face away. Fang Feiyan turned his face back and continued to apply it.

"That's because you were young, and he was just trying to coax you. Let's go to Beidu. That's where your grandparents lived. Although they're long gone, they still have some relatives and friends. Mother can find some work to support you in your studies." Fang Feiyan wanted to persuade her son to stop fantasizing about that so-called father and to stop feeling sorry for them. The old lady of the Xiao family had already made it clear that no one from another family could enter the family. This was why Xiao Lishi had no scruples about Xiao Cheng's only son.

"No matter what, that old woman still hasn't given birth to a son. I'm my father's only son, he won't abandon me! When I return to the Xiao family and become the master, I will definitely kill everyone who is bullying us now!"

Xiao Wen stared fiercely at the ground, as if the people who had bullied them were lying there, begging for mercy.

Fang Feiyan paused while applying the medicine and looked at Xiao Wen in horror. She didn't have time to cover his mouth, "You can't say that!"

Xiao Wen refused to give in and tried to break free, but when he turned around, he saw someone approaching from behind. This time, he froze in his tracks. He knew he was finished...

"You still want to be the master? How dare a lowly slave-born thing have such wishful thinking? I'll go back and report what you said to the mistress, and see if you can survive tomorrow!"

Mother Wang was walking quickly from outside the yard with her hands on her hips and her plump buttocks twisted.

"Mother Wang, please be kind. The child didn't mean it. Please be kind!" Fang Feiyan knelt on the ground with a plop and protected Xiao Wen behind her.

Xiao Wen no longer had the same arrogance as before. He had been bullied by these people since he was a child, so it was impossible for him to say he was not afraid. He still wanted to show off, but his whole body was shaking. He didn't know how badly he would be beaten this time, or how long he would have to kneel on the stones in the yard.

Mother Wang was overjoyed to see Fang Feiyan kneeling and begging for mercy. But she also felt a pang of regret: even with her current state, her eyes were still as clear as a lake. No wonder all the men in the city were willing to spend a fortune just to spend a night with her.

And now, this woman who was once praised to the sky is like a lowly slave, and she can control her own life and death.

Mother Wang was in a good mood. She folded her arms and snorted coldly, looking at Xiao Wen's eyes that were as beautiful as his mother's.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this child is so good looking! Wen'er, if you beg me for mercy, I can find you a good family, and then you can find a master to love you like your mother."

Fang Feiyan quickly turned around and hugged Xiao Wen in her arms, looking at Mother Wang warily and terrified, "He is the master's biological son!"

"So what if he's your biological son? He's worse than a concubine's son. He can be kept at home as a servant. It's better to sell him for some money!" Mother Wang got the information from Xiao Li.

When Xiao Wen was still young, Xiao Cheng was very concerned about the mother and son, and from time to time he would remind Xiao Lishi not to go too far. Now that Xiao Wen is older, and last time Xiao Cheng was scolded by the old lady for the matter of the concubine, and Fang Feiyan is old and faded, Xiao Cheng no longer cares about this courtyard as much as before.

Xiao Li had suggested to Mother Wang that it would be better to find a human trafficker to sell the child, rather than worrying about keeping him. She could just tell the master that he had been kidnapped and that he would be lost once he left the city. That was why Mother Wang said what she was saying now; she even thought she could make a fortune from Xiao Wen.

Mother Wang was just joking today. She hadn't received the official notice from the lady yet, so she wouldn't act without consulting her later.

"I heard that the master sent you some money a few days ago? He asked this kid to continue studying?" Mother Wang's eyes moved around several cabinets and dressing tables.

Fang Feiyan heard that they were not trying to snatch Xiao Wen away. She stumbled over to the box containing the clothes and pulled out a cloth bag from the bottom. When she opened it, she found several silver ingots.

Just as she was about to give the silver to Mother Wang, she stared out the door with wide eyes, as if she had seen something horrible. She shook her head violently, "No..."

Xiao Wen was already standing there stiffly, unable to move at all.

Before Mother Wang could look back, she collapsed to the ground with blood all over her face.

Fearing she wasn't dead, Fan Zhixing raised a rock and smashed it against Mother Wang's head again and again. The head was like a crushed watermelon, its shape no longer recognizable. Mother Wang's body twitched a few times at first, then fell silent.

Fan Zhixing was so bloodthirsty that his face was covered with blood and unknown mucus. He didn't stop until Xiao Wen and Fang Feiyan dragged him away.

His face was covered in tears, snot, and blood.

"I can't sell you! Selling you to a master will end it..." Fan Zhixing looked at Xiao Wen and finally spoke, "...sell you and it will end!"

Fan Zhixing stared at Xiao Wen with his eyes wide open, tears streaming down his face. Those tears were like a basin of hot water that woke him up. He looked at Mother Wang, who looked like a puddle of mud, and then he realized that he was afraid.

"Aunt Fang, you guys go quickly... Take Xiao Wen with you! I'm dead anyway, you guys go quickly!" He didn't care about the blood on his hands, and pushed Fang Feiyan and Xiao Wen out the door.

Xiao Wen had recovered by then, no longer looking at the corpse, and pulled Fan Zhixing up.

"Mother, let's go, let's go together!"