Weng Qiuchan was startled when he heard this and blurted out,
"Why should I hit you?"
"You...won't you hit me?"
Although Murong Xueran was stupid, she could guess that Weng Qiuchan, who was respectful to her last night, was suddenly so rude to her today and looked at her condescendingly with cold eyes. She must have known that she had an affair with Nie Chen yesterday. What to do.
After all, that's how the former queen of Mingxuan looked at her, and she often beat her.
In this era, when men and women commit adultery, the woman is usually scolded for being a licentious person and seduces the man, but the man is rarely scolded.
It's unfair, but such are the times.
Murong Xueran was also worried that Weng Qiuchan would scold her for seducing men and that Weng Qiuchan would beat her.
She was really scared of being beaten.
Weng Qiuchan looked at the aggrieved and pitiful Queen Mother, and felt a little soft-hearted for a moment. She sat next to her and asked softly,
"Have you been beaten often before?"
Murong Xueran hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
"Who hit you? Mingxuan?"
"No, it was his wife who often called me over and slapped me in the face. She also made me kneel down and hold a vase with a bowl of water...
I...I shouldn't seduce your man, please don't hit me, okay? "
What a poor man...
Weng Qiuchan sighed, her heart softening even more. Looking at Murong Xueran, there was no hostility anymore, only sympathy and distress.
"Alas, I am wronged. It is because we came late and made you suffer so much.
You don't have to blame yourself. You were forced to suffer so much because you had no choice but to do so.
Now that we are here, life will be better. We will not let others bully you anymore. You are the Queen Mother of Feng Kingdom, and we are all Dafeng Zhongliang.
As for what happened yesterday, Nie Chen told me that it was he who forced you, not you who seduced him. You are also a victim, so there is no need to blame yourself. "
"You...you really don't blame me and don't hit me?"
Murong Xueran opened her mouth in surprise.
"Don't worry, I won't hit you. We are all women and we are all struggling to survive in this troubled world. I just feel sorry for you."
As soon as Weng Qiuchan finished speaking, Murong Xueran burst into tears. She wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said,
"You are so kind. You are much better than Mingxuan's wife. She would beat me and scold me. I have always been worried that others will look down on me and scold me for being shameless. Fortunately, there are people in this world who really care about me. I...I'm really wronged..."
Murong Xueran threw herself into Weng Qiuchan's arms and cried bitterly.
Weng Qiuchan was a little confused for a moment, but he quickly understood her.
In the past, she was loved by thousands of people, whether at home or in the palace, and she developed a weak and silly character. Suddenly, the emperor who doted on her died and she became Mingxuan. His plaything has become Mrs. Mingxuan’s punching bag, and she suffers every day.
For the past six months, she had been living in a life of darkness and hopelessness. Now she suddenly had someone who understood her and felt sorry for her. Her grievances were naturally vented out all at once.
Weng Qiuchan patted her distressedly and said,
"Okay, stop crying, stop crying, empress, please pay attention to your manners."
Hearing this, Murong Xueran stopped crying, sat up, wiped her tears and said,
"I lost my temper."
"Hey, you are telling me that you are so old, so much older than me, why do you always cry?
Yes, your pitiful appearance is the most seductive to men. Unlike me, you act like a tomboy, carefree, and like to go to the battlefield to kill people. You have no femininity at all, so I can't compare to you. "
Weng Qiuchan sighed and leaned on the back of the chair.
Murong Xueran glanced at her timidly. Although she was more than ten years older than the other party, the other party's aura was much stronger than hers.
He is the principal wife, and she is just... a plaything?
He was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but she had been in the palace for more than ten years without leaving the door.
How can you compare to Weng Qiuchan?
The only thing she is stronger about is probably her identity, the Queen Mother's identity.
Weng Qiuchan touched her little face and said leisurely,
"You're so beautiful. I feel pity for you. If I were a man, I would definitely like you.
With a personality like yours, it's really easy to bully someone.
Madam, although I sympathize with you, since you have chosen my husband, you are just a concubine in this family, do you understand? "
"Yes...should I call you sister?"
Murong Xueran asked timidly.
"That's not necessary, just call me madam. I'm here just to remind you to clearly understand your position and your role."
"Yeah, don't worry, I will never compete with you for favor, or speak ill of you, as long as you don't hit me."
Hearing this, Weng Qiuchan laughed and said,
"Your Majesty's standards for judging people are really simple. If you don't hit you, you are a good person. What a pitiful little person.
But what I want to remind you is not your and my status, but yourself.
Now that you have chosen to obey your husband, you must understand that to him, you are just a plaything for his enjoyment, and a plaything must clearly understand its posture and its role in order to live a long life, you said Isn't it? "
Murong Xueran looked at her and nodded hesitantly.
Although she also knew that she was just a plaything, it was hurtful to say it so nakedly.
Weng Qiuchan continued,
"Well, what you have to do is to please him, serve him well, and make yourself comfortable, so that you can keep your position and continue to be your superior Queen Mother.
As for my husband, he will not stay in the capital forever. He is a prince and has to fight frequently. He may leave in a few days.
You don't have to serve him every day, but you have to seize the opportunity when he is in the capital to make him happy and let him remember you and don't fall out of favor.
You are different from me. Even if I have fallen out of favor, I still have my status in the military, my title as the principal wife, and the bond of supporting each other through thick and thin when he was at his weakest.
I can still manage internal affairs and military affairs, go into battle to kill the enemy, dismount from my horse and run the household, and manage the generals and marshals well.
And you only have his favor. Once you lose it, you will be nothing. Do you understand?
Men are really fickle. "
"Yeah, I understand, thank you for reminding me."
Murong Xueran nodded repeatedly.
Weng Qiuchan smiled and said,
"Also, he is my husband and I love him, so I can't see him being wronged. You must always remain obedient and loyal to make him happy. For example, you can call yourself Aijia when you are in bed. , the effect is better.
If one day I find out that you dare to betray him and that you want to unite with others to harm him, I will show you what the art of archery means, do you understand? "
