Mu Xiaotian's heart was pounding and his head was a little confused. What's going on?

I just worshiped her a few times in a daze and drank three glasses of wine. Is this a legitimate couple?

Damn! I can't admit this, I can't admit it even if I beat you to death!

Although Bi Shuiyao looks quite beautiful, she looks like a noble lady, and looks better than many female celebrities on TV.

Judging from her age, she is probably younger than Lu Meili, whom she wanted to pursue in her previous life, and she is only about thirty years old at most. But after all, she is my future mother-in-law, so how can I marry my mother-in-law?

Wait! She is my mother-in-law, so how old is the wife I will marry tomorrow?

Eleven or twelve years old? Or seven or eight years old?

Oh my God!

Mu Xiaotian felt even more confused. He knew that marriage was early in ancient times, but there was no need to be so early!

Fu Wanqing's roar made Mu Xiaotian come back to his senses. At this time, Fu Wanqing roared in anger:

"You dare to use such a vicious plan, but fortunately they didn't succeed! Otherwise, I, Fu Wanqing, wouldn't have lost all my face and come! Pull them out and beat me hard! No matter how hard I beat you!"

The four servants were dragging Aunt Li and Huang Ma like wolves and tigers.

"Master, please spare me! I've said everything!" Huang Ma struggled in tears and begged.

Aunt Li smiled bitterly and struggled to shout loudly: "Mu Xiaotian, you know that you and Bishuiyao worshiped Tiandi, drank a glass of wine, and became a real couple. This is an unchangeable fact! Do you have to watch your wife who worshiped Tiandi and continue to be Fu Wanqing's concubine? Hahahaha..."

Mu Xiaotian is in a bad mood. If I admit it, wouldn’t it be a pleasure for me? Besides, you are framed by me when I drink a glass of wine with her.

Mu Xiaotian seemed to have nothing to do with him and said calmly: "I didn't expect that death would come to an end. You still wanted to take a cushion, but in the face of facts, even if you lie, it would be useless."

Bishuiyao had already understood the whole story of the whole thing and cried in a daze for a moment.

Fu Wanqing was not moved by Aunt Li and Huang Ma's words at all. In the face of facts, he only believed in his own eyes.

No matter how much Aunt Li and Huang Ma say, they cannot hide the fact that they conspired to frame their master.

The two servants swung the wooden sticks in their hands without hesitation and hit Aunt Li and the others who were pressed by the four servants to kneel on the ground.

"ah!"

"Ah! Master, please spare me! Please spare me!" Huang Ma's tears and snot flowed out of her pain, and she kept begging for mercy.

"Haha... Mu Xiaotian, you don't even want to admit your own wife, you are a man!" Aunt Li trembled all over by the wooden stick, and she didn't forget to mock Mu Xiaotian.

"Fu Wanqing! Bishuiyao did not worship you, but she worshiped Tiandi with your son-in-law Mu Xiaotian. Haha, the concubine of the first-class senior citizen became the wife of her son-in-law. It's ridiculous, ridiculous!" Aunt Li was sweating coldly in pain, and still screamed.

Fu Wanqing was so angry that he almost suffocated himself to death. He had thick blue veins on his head and shouted fiercely: "Blow me, beat me hard!"

The four servants' wooden sticks hit Aunt Li and Huang Ma's backs one by one with the sound of the wind.

It was bloody for a moment! It was unbearable to see.

Mu Xiaotian said nothing, watching them dying until they were beaten without breath.

I was also very scared. If I had no space in Penglai Cave, I would probably be the one who was beaten to death now.

The scene in front of him was deeply imprinted in Mu Xiaotian's mind, making him realize more that the world he was in was no longer a harmonious society where everyone was equal before the law, but an era when high officials and nobles could kill human lives with one word, and emperors could destroy the nine tribes of humans with one word.

You must learn to be cruel and ignore life!

Seeing that they were dead, Fu Wanqing ordered in discomfort: "Butler Liang, go search their rooms, and take their bodies out of the city and feed them wild dogs!"

"It's the master" Butler Liang bowed and took the order.

Fu Wanqing left with anger. Without even looking at Mu Xiaotian and Bi Shuiyao, he walked alone towards the concubine Xiao Taohong's room.

Fu Wenjun looked at Mu Xiaotian in disappointment and cursed in his heart: "Aunt Li and Huang Ma, two idiots, obviously such a good plan, did not bring Mu Xiaotian to the backyard. If he entered Bishuiyao's room and drank aphrodisiacs, he would definitely be caught on the spot. Unfortunately, such a good opportunity would be lost in vain."

Mu Xiaotian saw several servants carrying two corpses with their skin and flesh left the backyard. Looking at the blood stains left on the ground, he resisted the desire to vomit, and his face turned pale and forced a smile:

"Brother-in-law, it's already very late now. I'll go back and rest first! I'll marry your sister tomorrow! I'll be very tired!"

Fu Wenjun choked by Mu Xiaotian's words. It was obvious that it was normal, but why did he feel very twisted after hearing it?

He smiled ugly and nodded. Looking at Mu Xiaotian, who was younger than him and more handsome than him, left, Fu Wenjun felt even more upset.

"My eldest brother has not yet been married! My second sister has already married the crown prince as her concubine, and even the third sister is going to get married tomorrow!" Fu Wenjun couldn't help but remember his sad things. Why is it so difficult to marry a wife who is as beautiful as his third sister!

But I don’t have literary talent and can’t show any poems that can be famous for the eternal period to touch the heart of Su Xueer, the courtesan of Wanhualou. My father would not admit that he used the money to redeem her. It’s difficult to go home to a courtesan!

Fu Wenjun walked towards his room with great depression, thinking that besides Su Xueer, only Qiu Zitong's little girl Qiu Xiaowan is as famous as her third sister's beauty.

If I asked my father to match me, maybe Grand Secretary Qiu Zitong would betrothed my daughter to me. After all, my father and he were both Grand Secretary of the dynasty, and their relationship was very good!

The more I thought about it, the more excited Fu Wenjun secretly scolded herself for being a pig-headed person. Why didn’t she think of marrying Qiu Xiaowan before? She is also a stunning beauty! She is a top three stunning beauties in Nan'an City, along with Su Xiaoxue and her third sister.

Fu Wenjun didn't go back to his room, and walked directly to Xiao Taohong's room in the backyard, and went to Fu Wanqing to discuss the matter of telling Qiu Zitong about his marriage.

When people left the empty room, Bi Shuiyao sat alone on the bed, crying in a low voice.

Thinking of myself in a coma, I seemed to have a dream, dreaming that the master helped me from a concubine to a main room and worshiped me, and for the first time in more than ten years.

But when I woke up, I found that all this was someone else's conspiracy.

From the words of Huang Ma and Aunt Li, I heard that I was not dreaming, but that I had really worshipped the world and drank a glass of wine with others.

This person is not the master, but his son-in-law and he became his son-in-law’s nominal wife!

Although the son-in-law said it had nothing to do with him, his premonition told him that this person was him, and Aunt Li and Huang Ma were telling the truth. Moreover, I knew the strangeness in my body, but the most obvious thing was that there were many red lips on my white chest.

Bishuiyao felt despair in her heart. She had been familiar with "Nu Ze" since she was a child. Later, her father died of terminal illness and lost his family. She had no choice but to join the Fu family as her concubine, but she has always used "Nu Ze" as her code of conduct.

I am the master's concubine. Now that I have been flirted with by other men, I should be loyal to my wife and clear my innocence by death.

But according to the situation in the dream, combined with what Aunt Li and Huang Ma said, I have already worshipped the world with Mu Xiaotian. Even if we were framed, after all, I have really worshiped the world with the world, drank the wine and completed the ceremony of the world, and I have become his real nominal wife.

In this way, he is not considered a humiliation of my innocence, but rather a husband-wife ritual. To keep the wife's way, he should also be for his husband Mu Xiaotian.

But, what's going on with me like this?

The more Bi Shuiyao thought about it, the more confused she became. Maybe she didn't realize it herself. She had always hoped that she would be a righteous wife one day instead of continuing to be a concubine.

After all, there is not much difference between a concubine and a slave in this era. High officials and noble families regard their concubines as their personal belongings. Even pregnant concubines will face being driven out of the house or giving them as gifts to their relatives and friends, in order to show their heroic spirit.

Taking a concubine as a wife was a social taboo in the dynasty. Bishuiyao knew in her heart that she would never be able to be helped by Fu Wanqing into a true wife. No matter how beautiful the daughter she gave birth to was, even if she became the prince's concubine, she could not change her identity as a concubine. This was an era where identity levels and status were strictly divided.

This is also the reason why she guessed that she and Mu Xiaotian had worshipped the world and insulted her innocence by him, and would not say it out. She would only regard this as her best dream. She was no longer a concubine's dream, and was deeply hidden in her mind.

However, the feudal ideas deeply rooted in her mind, the idea of ​​keeping chastity in her mind kept flashing in her mind, making her unable to sleep all night.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!