Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Tian Jiaying felt a surge of blood rushing to her head. She took a few steps forward and raised her hand to slap the mistress.

The concubine dodged the slap nimbly, the mockery on her face growing stronger. "Sister, you're so angry, don't get yourself sick! The Marquis said that you're very busy and have to take care of a lot of things in the Marquis' Mansion. If you get yourself sick, will the Marquis hand over the affairs of the Marquis' Mansion to me?"

"You...you're dreaming!" Tian Jiaying glared at her mistress with her eyes wide open, gritting her teeth and saying, "Smash it!"

The maid beside her hurriedly whispered in her ear, "Madam, think long-term! If you really destroy this place, the Marquis will probably be even more angry and will compensate her with more good things. Don't hurt the relationship between you and the Marquis!"

Tian Jiaying swallowed her anger, glared at the mistress fiercely, and left the house angrily.

Behind him, the laughter of the concubine was heard. Arrogant and complacent, with unbridled outbursts, it almost made Tian Jiaying vomit blood.

As soon as they left the house, the anger on Tian Jiaying's face disappeared immediately.

The reason she was able to rise from a concubine to the position of marquis' wife was not only because she had the means to win over Yan Xiaozhen, but also because she gave birth to a son for him.

Now her son is useless, but this concubine has a son.

I didn't see her son in the house just now.

According to the information I heard, the concubine's son is already fourteen years old.

Tian Jiaying sat back in the carriage. What was there to argue about with that concubine?

The fact that the Marquis didn't bring anyone into the mansion means that she still has the upper hand.

But if the Marquis wants to recognize his concubine's son, he must be on guard. It is very likely that she will become the second Luo Yiyun.

She would never allow that to happen.

She whispered a few instructions to the old woman, then sat back down and closed her eyes to rest!

A few days later, the maid came to report that the concubine's son Yan Jize was studying in the academy in the north of the city. He only had one day off every ten days and was usually not at the house.

After hearing this, Tian Jiaying almost bit her teeth off again.

There is only one academy in the north of the city, Qilin Academy.

This academy is ranked second in the capital. Students must not only have a good family background, but also good grades, be smart and quick-witted, studious and motivated. In addition to having a good family background, they must also pass the exams.

Anyone who entered the academy had already stepped half a foot into officialdom.

Needless to say, that academy was of course arranged by Yan Xiaozhen.

Thinking back to the past, she had begged Yan Xiaozhen for a long time to get Yan Luchang into Qilin Academy.

But Yan Xiaozhen refused outright, saying that Luchang would definitely not pass the exam and he should not let him down.

It turned out that it was not that Luchang failed the exam, but that he wanted to arrange for his concubine to study in this academy, so naturally he could not arrange Luchang in.

The two children were the same age, so why could his Luchang only enter an academy full of playboys, while the lowly child born to a concubine's wife could enter such a good academy?

From the very beginning, Yan Xiaozhen had no intention of letting Luchang inherit his title. He wanted to depose Luchang!

Thinking of this possibility, Tian Jiaying was filled with hatred, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes. She already had an idea in her mind.

Three days later, it was the time for Qilin Academy to have a ten-day break.

That night, Tian Jiaying kept pestering Yan Xiaozhen, being gentle and considerate, and reminiscing about the past with him, expressing her endless affection.

Yan Xiaozhen originally had feelings for Tian Jiaying, especially when Tian Jiaying, who was carefully dressed up, looked charming and graceful under the light, even though she was middle-aged.

A crazy night.

But he didn't know what kind of despair his mistress and the son he wanted to recognize had experienced.

Yan Jize had to pass through two alleys on his way back to his house from Qilin Academy.

He usually walked like that, and nothing happened.

But last night, he was dragged into the alley at the second entrance.

A bag was put over his head, and then fists, kicks and sticks rained down on him. He desperately called for help, but in the deep alley, even the wild dogs did not come.

He could feel the sound of his ribs breaking, the pain of his broken legs, the dizziness from the bleeding head, and finally, he passed out.

The concubine asked the maid to prepare food and wait for Yan Jize to come back.

She knew that her future wealth and prosperity would depend on her clever son. A few days ago, the Marquis had said that he would take his son home soon. As his biological mother, she would be welcomed into the mansion and temporarily serve as his concubine.

The two words "temporarily" gave her endless imagination and hope.

However, she waited until the food was cold, but Yan Jize still hadn't returned.

Yan Jize usually doesn’t come out this late!

She felt a little flustered, especially when she thought about how Tian Jiaying had come a few days ago but left in a hurry. It was a lot of noise but little action, which was not at all the reaction of a wife.

She became more and more panicked. She sent people to the Marquis' Mansion to report the news, and also sent people to look for him along the way.

She went to look for it herself.

Deep in the alley, they found Yan Jize, who was beaten and covered in bruises. There was blood on his forehead and all over his body. He was a bloody man, unconscious and dying, with his hands and feet hanging down.

The finger bones were broken and the legs were broken.

The concubine suddenly felt dizzy and almost fainted.

But she knew she couldn't faint, so she cried and begged people to carry her son to the clinic, and at the same time sent someone to inform the Marquis again.

However, Tian Jiaying had already strictly ordered the servants in the mansion not to pass on any news.

The huge mansion of the marquis has towering high walls, but it seems out of reach.

The doctor at the clinic looked at Yan Jize who was so seriously injured. Although he rushed to treat him immediately, he was injured too badly. He was unconscious and had blood congestion in his brain. It was still unknown whether he could wake up.

When Yan Xiaozhen went to court the next day, the servants assigned to the outer room were there to report the situation.

While he sent someone to ask for leave from attending court, he quickly ordered the coachman to turn around and head to the clinic.

Seeing Yan Jize like that, Yan Xiaozhen's legs went weak and he could hardly stand.

The son on whom he poured all his hopes.

This son is well-behaved, obedient, smart and sensible. He has just become a scholar half a year ago at a young age. The teachers in Qilin Academy all say that he has a bright future. In the provincial examination, he will definitely be among the top three, if not the first place in the academy.

But now he is lying here, covered in wounds, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead.

With trembling hands, he took his sign and asked someone to call the imperial physician.

Someone from the Imperial Hospital came and provided emergency treatment.

After dealing with Yan Jize, Tian Jiaying still felt unsatisfied.

She thought of the concubine again. Since she liked this house and those gorgeous clothes so much, let her lose them all.

That night, a fire suddenly broke out in the house where the concubine lived in the middle of the night.

Everything in the house was burned to ashes, and two servants were burned to death.

The concubine escaped the disaster because she was taking care of Yan Jize in the clinic!

Three days later, Yan Jize was out of danger. But he only managed to save his life, as his finger bones and leg bones were shattered. Whether he could recover was entirely up to fate.

Besides, even if he recovered, his fingers would no longer be flexible and would not be suitable for writing.

The legs are very likely to be left disabled.

Yan Xiaozhen was dumbfounded. His hopes, his crown prince, and the possibility of the prosperity of the Weiyuan Marquisate were all ruined!

After such a vicious incident, Jingzhao Yin and Beicheng Dusi were dispatched at the same time, but the final result of the investigation was that a group of thugs wanted to get some money to spend, and when they saw Yan Jize was dressed in fancy clothes, they had a sudden impulse.

As for the fire in the concubine's house, it was caused by the dry weather and the servants accidentally causing the candlelight to burn the tent.

Even dogs don’t believe this!

Of course Yan Xiaozhen didn't believe it either.

He knows who did it!

Yan Xiaozhen, filled with despair and hatred, returned to Weiyuan Marquis Mansion and slapped Tian Jiaying hard when she came to greet him with a smile!

"You vicious woman, you've ruined the future of Weiyuan Marquis Mansion!"