Chapter 376: Just begun

Chapter 376 only started

The aroma of wine and vegetables pierced his nose, and Ma Yushi had a particularly fierce struggle in his heart.

At one moment, I felt that what Miss Luo said made sense, and at another moment, I felt that Miss Luo was making sophistry.

When a steaming hot mutton pot was served, the balance of the struggle accidentally tilted, and when Ma Yushi reacted again, a piece of fragrant and soft mutton was already in his mouth.

It is impossible to spit out, and it is most shameful to waste food.

Ma Yushi chewed the mutton with a bit of aggrieved angrily, the more he chewed, the more delicious, the more he chewed, the more delicious...

Then there was no more, he felt that what Miss Luo said made sense.

Luo Sheng didn't bother Ma Yushi, who was devouring it, and walked out of the private room with a smile.

The rows of windows in the corridor are not completely closed, and you can see the snow flying all over the sky.

In the windy and snowy weather, the sky always looks darker, but the snow accumulated on the eaves and treetops brings a bit of brightness.

Luo Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing Ma Yushi, we will look at the Sacred Heart.

But the Marquis of Changchun, it should not have a good impression on Emperor Yong'an.

The next day, Ma Yushi impeached Changchun Hou and his wife. The crime of impeaching Changchun Hou was lax family management, and the crime of impeaching Changchun Hou's wife was knowingly breaking the law and having a vicious heart.

Emperor Yong'an was furious.

It's almost the Chinese New Year, and there are still people who make trouble for him.

If it is an important official of the court, he will bear it, but it is the Changchun Hou who sits on the bench.

What is there to bear, of course it is an investigation.

The moment Marquis Changchun got the news, he collapsed to the ground and pushed Mrs. Yang out without waiting for interrogation.

The matter was originally done by the Yang family, and he should abandon the Yang family to keep the Hou Mansion.

The final result of the disposition soon came down. The Marquis of Changchun fined her salary for one year, and the wife of the Marquis of Changchun, Mrs. Yang, took away her imperial order and demoted her to a commoner.

The Hou Mansion only lost ten thousand taels of silver, and a one-year salary penalty would be like adding insult to injury. It is even more embarrassing for the wife to be deprived of her imperial order, and she can't hold her head up even when she goes out.

Changchun Hou wrote a letter of divorce and threw it in Yang's face.

Mrs. Yang almost went crazy, and threw herself on Marquis Changchun and begged, "Cousin, you can't divorce me. If you divorce me, what will I ask Nan'er and the others to do? How can the children hold their heads up when there is a mother who has been divorced?" Come on, it will be difficult for them to marry in the future—"

Marquis Changchun mercilessly pushed Yang Shi away, and said coldly: "The children can't hold their heads up because of you, why wait later? If you are sensible, don't make noise. I will leave you a room in the alley outside the Hou's mansion." In the courtyard, let’s live an honest life from now on.”

"Cousin, cousin, please think about Nan'er and the others, please think about Nan'er and the others!"

Changchun Hou sneered: "You should think about the children. If you keep occupying the title of Mrs. Hou, but you don't have the order of Mrs. Hou, won't people always remember that they have a mother who knows the law and breaks the law and has a vicious heart? Yang Shi, don't be ignorant!"

Yang looked at Marquis Changchun with tears in her eyes, and opened her eyes wide: "Cousin, you can't be so cruel, I am your cousin."

The Marquis of Changchun was expressionless: "It's not that I'm cruel, it's that I didn't see people clearly. I always thought you were a kind-hearted person. How could I expect such a heart."

"cousin-"

The Marquis of Changchun's expression became more and more indifferent: "Don't forget how the princess died. If you don't know the truth, it will be your fate!"

Mr. Yang staggered back, with a look of astonishment, and deep fear welling up in his heart.

Before the three children left school, Yang was kicked out of the Hou Mansion and placed in a half-new and not old house.

Sitting in the cold and dark room, Mrs. Yang seemed to be still in a dream.

This must be a nightmare, right? She was Mrs. Hou just a moment ago, so why did she become a second wife in the blink of an eye?

Yes, this is a dream, just wake up from the dream.

Ms. Yang squeezed her arm hard, and immediately felt a sharp pain.

The entrance is still a low and dilapidated room.

Mr. Yang rushed out suddenly, rushed to the gate of the courtyard and was stopped.

"Ma'am, Master Hou ordered you not to go out these days."

The mother-in-law covered her face and sneered: "Hey, you still think you are the high-ranking Mrs. Hou? Don't even think about who took the order."

That is the identity of the imperial wife who was decreed by the emperor, can she still turn over?

Mr. Yang took a step back and stared at her mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law curled her lips: "Don't be inferior to me, you should think about your current status, if you offend Lord Hou—"

The face of the doorkeeper woman gradually blurred in Yang's eyes, replaced by the ferocious face of Marquis Changchun.

She felt that this face was somewhat familiar.

Impossible, her cousin used to talk softly to her, how could she find this expression familiar?

The cold wind hit, Yang shivered, and suddenly remembered.

She has indeed seen this expression of her cousin. It was twelve years ago, when her cousin covered the face of Princess Huayang with a pillow, she had always had this expression.

It's just that she didn't feel afraid at the time.

It turns out that it is not that I am not afraid, but that I know that I am afraid when I put it on myself.

Mr. Yang stepped back step by step, and went back to the house silently.

The room is very dark and terrible, but she still has children, so she is still in a much better situation than Princess Huayang.

At least her two sons and one daughter have grown up and are still being raised so well.

As long as her children are good, she is not considered a loser!

Thinking about it like this, Mrs. Yang actually felt better.

Let's suffer, just like when she was a girl and lived in the Hou's mansion under the fence and endured carefully.

Life is alive, who is not suffering, as long as there is hope in life, it is better than that short-lived ghost of Princess Huayang.

Xu Fang almost ran all the way to a restaurant.

It was still early in the evening, the restaurant hadn't opened yet, and the wooden door was ajar.

Shi Yan was sweeping the snow in front of the door hard.

"Is Miss Luo here?" Xu Fang asked.

"Here we come." Shi Yan supported the broom and glanced at the panting girl.

"Thank you." Xu Fang said, opened the thick cotton curtain and rushed in.

Shi Yan shook his head.

Even a girl's family is so active in finding Miss Luo, but the master is lucky, he came earlier than others.

Luo Sheng was lazily sitting at the counter, watching the female shopkeeper sort out the account books, when Xu Fang hurried over.

She looked at the person coming with calm eyes.

Xu Fang couldn't calm down.

She walked up to Luo Sheng quickly, her eyes burning: "Miss Luo, how did you do it!"

She asked Miss Luo for help, but in the blink of an eye, her father was fined his salary, and her stepmother not only lost her life, but also became an abandoned wife.

She was ecstatic, but she couldn't believe it, even if she saw her stepmother being sent away with her own eyes, she wouldn't feel at ease.

Only by asking this girl who is younger than her in front of her can she feel at ease.

"Ms. Xu is your stepmother?"

Xu Fang nodded vigorously.

Luo Sheng smiled: "I've said it before, take it step by step, and it's just the beginning."

"Just started?" Xu Fang murmured.

Stepmother was divorced, is it just the beginning?

Joy bloomed from her heart, but it made her cry.

(end of this chapter)

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