The daughter of the first wife grew up in the countryside and was extremely powerful

This voice was like a thunderclap, instantly pulling Meng Hewan back to reality from her chaotic thoughts.

Meng Hewan frowned slightly, a look of displeasure on her face, and turned to look towards the source of the voice.

It's green willow.

After taking a clear look at the surroundings, Meng Hewan realized that she was actually in a narrow carriage.

The interior of the carriage is simply decorated, but it is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

Meng Hewan calmed herself down and began to try to recall what had happened before.

She remembered that Gu Fanchu got married in her place, and she was happily waiting in the house for the good news.

But then, for some reason, my vision suddenly went dark and my consciousness gradually became blurred. What happened afterwards seemed to be covered by a thick fog and I couldn't remember it at all.

How is this going? ?

Countless questions flooded her mind, making Meng Hewan feel upset.

Moreover, according to the original plan, Lvliu should have followed Gu Fanchu to the fiefdom, so why is she here now in the same car with him?

Could it be that something unexpected had happened? Thinking of this, an ominous premonition quietly crept into Meng Hewan's heart.

She subconsciously lowered her head and her eyes fell on the bright red wedding dress she was wearing.

This wedding dress was originally supposed to be worn by Gu Fanchu, but now it is worn by herself. What does this mean?

For a moment, Meng Hewan felt her mind was in a mess and she couldn't make sense of anything.

Finally, she took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, looked up at Lvliu, and asked in a slightly anxious tone:

"Where are we now?"

Lvliu said in a trembling voice: "We have already reached Yuezhou. In two days, we will reach the Third Prince's fiefdom..."

Meng Hewan gradually stopped wanting to explode in anger, and her entire body seemed to have lost support, slumping limply in a corner of the carriage.

At this moment, her heart was filled with fear and helplessness, because she realized that she seemed to be poisoned by some unknown poison.

The poison made her limbs feel as if they were weighed down by lead blocks, making it impossible for her to move at all. Even simple movements like raising her hands became extremely difficult.

She opened her eyes wide, revealing deep despair.

My mind kept going over everything that had happened before, trying to sort out my thoughts, but the more I thought, the more confused I became.

She couldn't understand how Gu Fanchu saw through their carefully planned plan.

What kind of means did he use to bring me, who was powerless to resist, into this carriage without anyone noticing?

And why haven't those people from the Marquis' Mansion shown up to rescue me yet?

Of course, she already had the answer in her mind. There were only two possibilities:

First, perhaps the people in the Marquis' Mansion had not yet realized that they had been switched;

Secondly, it is possible that they have completely abandoned themselves...

No matter which of these situations it is, it is definitely not good news for her who is now in desperate situation.

Of course, what she never expected at this moment was that when the carriage finally arrived at the fiefdom, what was waiting for her was another heavier blow, which directly pushed her into an even deeper abyss of despair.

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After a long and arduous journey, Pei Qing'an and his party traveled non-stop and finally arrived at the desolate fiefdom.

On that day, the entire fiefdom was decorated with lights and was filled with joy, because according to traditional customs, the master of ceremonies would hold a grand wedding ceremony for the princess and the concubine.

As night falls and the lights come on, the air is filled with a festive atmosphere. However, all this is not so beautiful for Pei Qing'an.

Being exiled to this remote and desolate place made Pei Qingan depressed, and he had no place to vent his anger.

What made him feel even more aggrieved was that the emperor actually sent someone to monitor him, so that no matter how much dissatisfaction and complaints he had in his heart, he had to hold it back and dared not say a word easily.

On the wedding night, according to the rules, Pei Qing'an should stay in the queen's room.

Even though Meng Hewan was unwilling to give in and wanted to fight back, she looked around and realized that she was alone here with no one to rely on.

There was no news from her mother's family, the Marquis' Mansion, as if they had completely forgotten her.

Faced with the current predicament, she knew that she could not change the status quo by her own strength. In desperation, she had to temporarily succumb to the arrangement of fate and devote herself to Pei Qing'an.

After going through a series of tedious and complicated etiquette, only the newlyweds were left in the room.

The maids who served them tactfully left the room and gently closed the door, leaving the newlyweds with a private space of their own.

However, not long after, a loud and harsh crashing sound suddenly came from inside the house, as if something was thrown heavily to the ground.

Then, loud slaps, the man's angry curses, and the woman's low and sad sobs intertwined together, breaking the originally peaceful atmosphere.

At this moment, the servants waiting outside the house looked at each other, exchanging puzzled and terrified glances, but no one dared to step into the house to find out what was going on.

Although their hearts were filled with curiosity and worry, they could only stand there and wait silently.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when everyone was feeling uneasy, the door was suddenly pushed open and Pei Qing'an rushed out with an angry face.

His steps were quick and heavy, as if he was filled with anger and had no time to care about the eyes of the people around him.

In the blink of an eye, he left the princess's yard like a gust of wind, leaving only the half-open door behind him and the air in the house gradually returning to calm amid the crying.

Lvliu anxiously reached out and pushed open the door, and the door hinge made a slight creaking sound.

She hurried into the house, and her eyes were immediately attracted by the bed curtain covered with a bright red wedding quilt.

Inside the bed curtains, Meng Hewan was lying alone on the bed, looking as withered and helpless as a lifeless flower.

Luliu walked quickly to the bedside, took a closer look, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.

I saw that half of Meng Hewan's cheek was swollen, and it was obvious that she had been slapped hard. Her originally beautiful face now looked a little embarrassed.

Her eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul, and were filled with confusion, which made people feel pity.

Lu Liu felt so distressed that she quickly reached out and gently pulled up the quilt, carefully wrapping it around Meng Hewan's exposed shoulders, fearing that she would be hurt.

Then, she approached Meng Hewan with a worried look on her face and asked softly:

"Princess, what on earth happened to you? Why would the prince be so cruel to you?"

His voice was filled with concern and anxiety.