Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

The carriage went all the way back to Zhao's house.

From a distance, I saw a slender figure standing in front of the door and looking around.

When they got closer, before the carriage stopped, they saw Min Rouer rushing towards them with joy.

Her expression was exactly like that of a young woman eagerly waiting for her husband's return:

"Cousin, cousin, why did you come back just now? Rou'er has been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Ah! Husband, no... Cousin, cousin, what happened to your head? Who hurt you?"

He turned around and glared at Nan Xi angrily:

"What do you mean, ma'am?"

"My cousin went to the General's Mansion and came back injured."

"Madam, you hurt me that day, that's fine. I'm just a lowly person, so it's not worth mentioning. But Madam, you should never, ever hurt your husband..."

"Oh, oh, oh..." She covered her face with her handkerchief and started crying sadly in the street.

There's more than just the Zhao family on this street.

It was time to go home in the evening.

Min Rouer was crying and making a fuss, and as soon as the noise got louder, some people nearby immediately poked their heads in curiously.

"Rou'er, I..."

Zhao Wenxuan felt a little embarrassed.

Just as she was about to hug her in her arms to comfort her, she heard a crisp "slap" sound. Zhi Qiao had already taken the lead and slapped Min Rouer loudly.

"Auntie Min is so majestic!"

"Since you know that she is a lowly person, how dare you indiscriminately accuse the wife of the principal wife in the street?"

But it was Zhixiao who spoke.

It’s no wonder that these two secret guards, one beating people and the other talking, cooperated very well.

"you!"

"Who are you to hit me?"

Min Rouer didn't expect to be beaten in front of her cousin. She was furious and aggrieved, and threw herself into Zhao Wenxuan's arms:

"Cousin... look, how am I supposed to live my life now? Cousin, you have to make the decision for me, 嘤嘤嘤"

Zhao Wenxuan felt distressed and helpless, and also angry towards Nan Xi and her servant. He immediately directed his anger towards Nan Xi:

"Jealous woman! Is this how you discipline your servants in the General's Mansion?"

He glanced at the hidden sights around him:

"It's enough that you're always bullying people in the mansion. How come even the servants in your general's mansion can beat up their master in the street!"

Nan Xi took a closer look and almost laughed: the appearance of this scumbag and bitch was touching. Both of them had injuries on their heads and looked quite pitiful.

Coupled with these unclear words, today might really ruin her and the general's mansion's reputation.

How can that work.

Who wouldn't be pitiful?!

He staggered and fell crookedly into Zhiqiao's arms. He also took out a handkerchief and covered half of his face:

"Ahem! Why do you say that, my husband?"

"Ahem, ahem, Aunt Min just committed an insubordination, so Zhiqiao gave her a light punishment."

"No matter how much my husband loves Aunt Min, cough, cough, he should at least consider the dignity of me, his wife..."

"Besides, I can't even take care of myself in my current health condition, who can I bully?"

Zhao Wenxuan and Min Rouer were stunned for a moment when they suddenly saw her weak posture.

At this time, some whispers were heard around:

"The wife of the Zhao family is so young, why does she look so weak?"

"Ah! Who knows what's going on in the mansion?"

"I remember when Madam Zhao was still a girl in the boudoir, she was full of energy... Shhh..."

"By the way, is the one Lord Zhao is hugging his concubine? It's too…"

"This concubine isn't very pretty either, not even as pretty as Madam Zhao. Is Master Zhao's eyesight not very good?"

It was a male voice.

"Well, maybe Lord Zhao just likes this tune, you don't understand..." another male voice.

Nan Xi listened to these voices and curled her lips quietly:

"Ahem, ahem, Aunt Min, don't worry. My husband's injury was caused by the sedan chair on the road. It has nothing to do with me." "My husband entered the gate of the general's mansion with injuries. Many people saw it."

"However, Aunt Min is right to blame me. It's my body's fault. Ahem! I couldn't stand up for my husband, and I didn't explain it clearly to Aunt Min earlier... Ahem! That's why there was a misunderstanding..."

Min Rouer: “…”

Zhao Wenxuan: “…”

My goodness, they were arguing and suddenly they started serving tea!

Surrounding spectators:

"Oh, so it turns out that Lord Zhao got this injury himself..."

"I kowtowed, but a concubine pointed at the nose of the wife and scolded her. This is too rude. I think the slap in the face was deserved."

"I'm the only one wondering why all the women in the carriage were fine, but Lord Zhao had to kowtow. Are all scholars so fragile?

"Oh, you don't know, scholars have bodies like that. My second uncle's brother-in-law is like that. At night..."

Just listening to it will lead you astray.

Zhao Wenxuan was so angry that his face turned green. Did these people mean to question his ability?

Nan Xi quickly brought the topic back to her. She was fine with it, but she had to follow her lead.

"Auntie Min, please calm down. I'll have to rely on you to say a few nice words to the old lady later. Cough, cough, cough!"

Nan Xi seemed to have recalled something horrible. Her pale face was filled with panic, and her body was shaking non-stop: "With my body, I'm afraid I can't kneel in the ancestral hall today... cough, cough!"

She saw Qiu Tong and Chun Tao were already in place out of the corner of her eye, so she simply closed her eyes and fainted beautifully.

The crowd around was in an uproar, and the noise of their discussion became even louder, almost without any concealment.

Zhi Qiao picked up Princess Nan Xi with one hand and rushed to the gate of the mansion. Qiu Tong frantically called for the palace doctor.

There is still a lot left behind:

"Oh, this Madam Zhao is so pitiful. She is in such a bad condition but still has to kneel in the ancestral hall. How pitiful!"

"Why does a wife need her husband's concubine to beg the old lady for mercy?"

"You don't know this, right? It's said that the Zhao family's concubine is the old lady's niece, and she even gave birth to the Zhao family's eldest daughter!"

"Oh, no wonder! With a biased mother-in-law, Mrs. Zhao's life must be difficult..."

"I'm telling you that Madam Zhao is General Nan's granddaughter. Why wouldn't the general give her justice?"

"Shh... don't talk nonsense, I heard..."