Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 508: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (30)

No one expected that Zhao Tunan would suddenly attack Huai Ying in the mourning hall.

Even Nanny Chang didn't expect this.

Even Yan Binghua was stunned. Facing this scene, she showed a bewildered look, and then quickly looked at Zhao Su.

Zhao Fuyao stood beside Zhao Tunan, and looked at Fu Huaiying with a childish expression of rejection.

Zhao Tunan realized that something was wrong after he said this.

But when he saw Zhao Su, Fu Hongchuan, Yan Binghua, and Nanny Chang, he suddenly felt a desperate courage in his heart.

As soon as Zhao Tunan said this, the expression on Zhao Su's face changed from solemn to stern.

"Zhao Tunan."

He even just called Zhao Tunan's full name, and Zhao Tunan's eyes turned red.

He held back his tears and looked at Zhao Su with a stubborn face.

"Why does my father always have to defend her?"

"She is not worthy to come here, nor to burn incense for my mother!"

"If my mother were still alive, how could she tolerate someone like her standing before her tablet and polluting her memorial hall?"

No one, including Yan Binghua, expected Zhao Tunan to say this.

Zhao Su had never expected that Zhao Tunan's malicious intentions towards Huai Ying would be so great.

"Zhao Tunan, do you know what you are talking about!?"

The atmosphere was frozen at this moment.

"Don't be angry, my Lord!" Yan Binghua reacted immediately and defended her grandson: "Maybe the child is young and heard some unfounded rumors from some gossipy servant."

"Tunan must have misunderstood something..." Fu Hongchuan hurriedly folded his hands and saluted Zhao Su: "My Lord, please don't create a rift between you and the child because of this!"

"Misunderstanding?" Zhao Tunan held his breath. "She is clearly A Niang's sister, but she married my father just a few months after A Niang's death!"

Zhao Tunan glared at Fu Huaiying, who was standing just one step away from the threshold. The candlelight in the hall shone on her face. She was young, beautiful, and her dignified posture made her look like a clay statue of a god.

In Zhao Tunan's eyes, the slight upward curve of her mouth corners was the flaw revealed under her perfect mask, and she was a monster in the shell of a god.

She was provoking Fu Shuyue's tablet.

"It seems you didn't listen to what I said that day."

Zhao Su's face was even more stern than usual. When he frowned, the vertical lines between his eyebrows were as deep as knife cuts, and were particularly obvious under the candlelight.

The air around seemed to be stagnant.

Zhao Tunan looked up and could see his clenched jaw.

Zhao Su never shouted when he spoke, but his words carried unquestionable weight.

After all, he was tempered on the battlefield. He didn't even need to put on a stern face; severity would naturally show in his eyes.

"Nannan, you misunderstood. Things are not what you think..."

Yan Binghua came over and tried to explain to Zhao Tunan.

At this moment, Zhao Fuyao suddenly pointed at Fu Huaiying and said, "Madame Chang said that she killed A Niang in order to get A Niang's position and married into the Marquis' Mansion."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nanny Chang's face turned pale.

Zhao Su turned his head and glanced at Nanny Chang, who immediately knelt down: "Old slave, old slave didn't—"

Fu Hongchuan shouted, "Come here! Drag this wicked slave who is talking nonsense and criticizing his master away and beat him to death with sticks!"

"Master! Master! I don't have any!" Nanny Chang cried out: "Madam! Madam! Please save me——"

Hongling behind Fu Huaiying was also frightened. Her face turned pale and her limbs began to go weak.

Seeing that Nanny Chang’s arm was twisted by two servants, Zhao Tunan wanted to step forward to stop them.

That’s Fu Shuyue’s dowry nanny!

"Wait a minute."

A gentle female voice paused the crying and chaos.

The servants stopped and looked at Fu Huaiying.

Zhao Su was closest to Fu Huaiying, and he tilted his head to look at her.

Fu Huaiying had a faint smile on her face, her back was as straight as a sword, and she walked into the mourning hall calmly.

In full view of everyone, she walked to Fu Shuyue's tablet and lit three incense sticks gracefully.

No one spoke. They looked at Fu Huaiying's strange movements with different eyes.

"How I got married into this family, I'm sure Lord Ye Niang knows it all."

Fu Huaiying turned around, turned his back to Fu Shuyue's tablet, and looked at Zhao Tunan.

"You're right. I'm clearly Fu Shuyue's sister, but I married into the Marquis' Mansion after Fu Shuyue died."

"Zhao Tunan, let me tell you, among all the people present, no one has ever asked me if I'm willing to be a concubine."

Fu Huaiying turned sideways and pointed at the tablet behind him: "The one who even suggested that I marry into this family was your own mother."

Not only Zhao Su, but even Yan Binghua was stunned.

How did she know! ?

Zhao Tunan held Zhao Fuyao's hand tightly and stared at Fu Huaiying.

"At that time, I already had a lover. He came from an ordinary family and was just a scholar. He promised me that he would marry me when he passed the imperial examination."

"But my elder sister asked me to marry my brother-in-law as her second wife before she died."

"My parents' orders and the matchmaker's words have never been my place to make decisions as a concubine."

"My elder sister treated me well in the past. I am a grateful person, so I did not resist. After marrying into the Marquis' Mansion, I will do my best to take care of you and Zhao Fuyao, and I will also visit my mother-in-law every morning and evening."

"Not only will I have to endure the cold stares from your two aunts and your great-aunt, but I will also have to be scolded by your grandmother, who will insinuate that I am a chicken that can't lay eggs."

"But why can't I get pregnant? My mother should know better than anyone else, right?"

Fu Huaiying shifted his gaze from Zhao Tunan to Yan Binghua's face beside him.

The expression on Yan Binghua's face suddenly changed, and in an instant he quickly became calm.

Having been married to her for many years, Fu Hongchuan knew what Yan Binghua had done just by looking at her.

Zhao Su's expression also became very ugly at this moment.

Every word Fu Huaiying said was like a slap in his face.

Fu Huaiying threw a packet of medicine from his sleeve, and it just fell at Yan Binghua's feet.

The familiar medicine bag made Yan Binghua pause.

Zhao Tunan looked at the packet of medicine, then raised his eyes and met Fu Huaiying's gaze.

She smiled faintly. "Your grandmother gave me a chronic poison for you and Zhao Fuyao. I won't be able to get pregnant, and in a dozen years I'll slowly be eroded by the drug, and there's no way I can recover."

"I'm just a tool you use to raise your children, right? Mother."

"You're afraid that if I have my own child, I'll mistreat my eldest sister's child, so you're just making me infertile, solving the problem once and for all."

Yan Binghua's lips trembled and her heart sank.

This matter was actually discovered by Fu Huaiying!

No wonder!

No wonder I've rarely heard from the Marquis' Mansion these days...

No wonder Hong Ling's behavior is so strange today...

Fu Huaiying must have discovered it a long time ago!

She absolutely cannot admit this! Zhao Su is still here!

"Ying'er, what are you talking about? Mother doesn't understand..." Yan Binghua pretended to be calm, frowning: "Could you be mistaken? How could mother--"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Fu Huaiying: "Then do you dare to swear in front of your daughter's tablet?!"

"If you lie, your daughter will never be reborn! Do you dare to swear?"

Yan Binghua seemed to be nailed to the spot, and her limbs gradually became stiff and cold.