The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

The last page was turned, the account book was finished, and the sound of beads colliding stopped.

Xie An Ning paused and was about to withdraw her hand when her fingertips were held by the man standing beside her grinding ink and gently kneaded.

"You don't mind your hands getting sore," Wang Shaofu said as he massaged her fingers, "accounts like this aren't worth you personally checking."

He just stood by and took a quick glance, and he knew that the account contained the regular silver for rewards and punishments for the servants in the courtyard throughout the year.

The two books next to it, which have not yet been calculated, are the purchasing expenses of the mansion this quarter.

Such trivial accounts can be checked by the aunt in charge, and there is no need for the lady of the house to review every detail.

We are not a small family that needs to be frugal in everything.

Xie An Ning had no intention of answering, she just tried to pull her hand away, but when she saw that he was holding it tightly, she gave up.

My fingertips were just sore, and he was happy to serve me, so there was really no need to confront him.

Once a dispute arises, you are the one who suffers the most.

She closed her eyes slightly, leaned back in her chair, and rested her eyes.

That's it again.

She looked so exhausted that she didn't want to say a word to him.

It was as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between us, cold and ruthless.

Wang Shaofu knew that she had a knot in her heart.

If they can't solve it or get around it, it will be difficult for them to go back to the past.

She would always be like this, unwilling to even look at him, making the rest of his life miserable.

Suppressing his turbulent emotions, Wang Shaofu asked, "Did you go to the main courtyard today?"

A deep male voice broke the strange silence in the room.

Xie Anning didn't raise his eyes, but just nodded softly.

"An Ning..." Wang Shaofu's eyes dimmed slightly as he said, "Mother is old and her health has deteriorated in recent years. She has been suffering from many illnesses. If she does something wrong, please bear with her and don't contradict her directly."

Hearing this, Xie An Ning's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, "What? Are you standing up for your mother?"

Wang Shaofu showed no anger, he just looked at her deeply.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Xie Anning felt bored and looked away first.

She curled her lips and sneered, "Didn't I tell you that day in the study? From now on, I will not endure in silence in your Wang family and allow your mother to humiliate me. If she is unkind, then I will be disrespectful and will not give in even a little."

"Yes, you said so." Wang Shaofu held her hand tightly, without any intention of scolding her, but said: "An Ning, let's move out."

He can allow his wife to be sarcastic and rude.

But not his mother.

With his upbringing, he really couldn't bear to watch his wife disobey his mother and then do nothing and pretend to be ignorant.

But if, on the other hand, he were to ask his wife to continue to give in and endure his mother's torture and humiliation as she had done for the past six months...

Wang Shaofu couldn't do it either.

When he returned to Beijing at the beginning of the year, he accepted the concubine given to him by his mother, perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps for some other reason.

In short, for a long time, he didn't dare to go back to the main courtyard or face her.

He was afraid of seeing the disappointment in her eyes and the coldness she would reveal.

So, he uses busyness to escape himself.

In fact, he was so busy that he had no time or energy to take care of things in the backyard.

He had no idea what kind of difficulties and grievances his wife had suffered at the hands of her mother.

And now, he knows.

Not only did he witness it with his own eyes, he also took the initiative to ask about it later.

On one side is the biological mother who raised him, and on the other side is the wife with whom he married when he was young and has been with him for many years.

It is difficult for an honest official to judge family affairs, and Wang Shaofu cannot be the judge.

Since they couldn't get along, the only way he could think of to break the deadlock was to move out with his wife and daughter and live alone, and he would bear the stigma of being unfilial and unbrotherly.

This was not the first time he mentioned moving out, but this time, Xie Anning did not avoid the question.

She said, "When you dismissed your concubines, your mother regarded me as a seductive vixen who wanted to destroy your family lineage. She wished she could devour me alive so you could marry a virtuous woman. Now you're moving out of the house again..."

Thinking of the look on Old Lady Wang's face with her mouth twisted in anger, Xie An Ning couldn't help but smile. She tilted her head and looked at him with a smile in her eyes: "Wang Bojin, have you ever thought about how your parents would look at me?"

Her eyes returned to his face.

Wang Shaofu pursed his lips and asked instead of answering, "Do you care about this?"

I really don't care.

If Xie An Ning had the intention of pleasing her parents-in-law before, but since she decided to divorce, she has been thinking about making them hate her even more.

But of course she couldn't say such thoughts directly.

So, she just smiled and said, "It's useless to care. If I want them to be satisfied, I have to give birth to a son first. You know, I can't have one."

She smiled nonchalantly and uttered the words "infertile" lightly, as if this was not a pain point for them.

It was as if she was not the one who had been praying for a child for many years.

In an instant, an inexplicable fear rose from Wang Shaofu's heart.

He could no longer hold back, so he stretched out his arms, pulled her up from the chair, and held her in his arms.

"If I can't have children, then I can't have children. It's not like I'm going to die without descendants."

His voice trembled slightly as he spoke hoarsely, "What do you think of my second brother's youngest son? We can..."

"No matter what!" Xie An Ning interrupted with a sneer, "I don't want any of your two good sister-in-law's sons!"

Speaking of which, before his two sisters-in-law got married, Wang Shaofu took his wife and daughter and left Beijing.

Xie An Ning said she was the eldest sister-in-law, but there was no friendship between the sisters-in-law at all.

In addition, his uncle Wang Shaofu had left his two younger brothers far behind in political career, and he was deeply in love with his wife. He had not taken a concubine for many years even though they had no children.

He is in a high position and has great power, but he is not addicted to wine and women. He has a gentle and handsome appearance and an elegant temperament, like a pine or a cypress, and is a true gentleman.

Compared to his two less capable brothers who had many beautiful girls in the backyard...

As both are daughters-in-law of the Wang family, it is inevitable that the two sisters-in-law feel unhappy.

When you see your mother-in-law scolding your eldest sister-in-law, don't even think about helping her out or adding fuel to the fire. She will be unhappy about it.

Wang Shaofu also thought of his two unreliable sisters-in-law.

He held the person in his arms, was silent for a while, and then compromised: "Then choose from the side branches of the clan. After the New Year, have the clan members bring all the children under three years old to us. You will be the one to choose and register him as our eldest son."

Even though the blood relationship is distant, since the child is to be raised by them, she, as a mother, must accept him without any reservations.

Xie Anning let him hold her in his arms, neither saying yes nor no, as if she hadn't heard his arrangement.

Wang Shaofu has been seeing this kind of coldness every day these days.

He lowered his head to smell the fragrance of her hair, and spoke with difficulty, "Those absurd things I did before were all due to my own greed. If you still have dissatisfaction, I will let you do whatever you want, okay?"

“Peace…peace…”

The name that was once so sweet that he wished flowers of happiness would bloom in his heart just by thinking about it, now made him feel sour and unbearable.

The bitterness in his heart went up his throat and he forced himself to swallow it down.

"If I can't have a child, then I don't want one..."

"peaceful…"

"I don't want anything, just you... just you..."

"If I don't have any descendants, then I will have no descendants..."

He must have been stupid to come up with such a stupid idea.

He had a child with another woman and asked her to happily accept the child and treat him the same as before without any change.

How is this possible?

What was he thinking at that time!