[R18] Dressed as the male protagonist’s cannon fodder ex-wife (1v1 H) – “Dressed as the hero’s cannon fodder ex-wife (1v1 H)” Wife, I was wrong [English]

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As soon as the twelfth lunar month passes, it’s New Year’s Eve.

Last year, the Censor’s Mansion was full of joy and excitement, but this year he was promoted to the Prime Minister’s Mansion, but Liao Luo was deserted.

The hostess is not here, the male host is cold-hearted, and the servants are afraid of accidentally getting into trouble with their husband and getting beaten up dozens of times and recuperating for half a year.

Last time, he was the housekeeper, an old man over fifty years old, and he was almost beaten to death by Xianggong’s order.

The reason was that when the housekeeper heard that his wife had passed away, he decided to decorate the mourning hall in the house and hang white flags.When the husband came back, he was so angry that he vomited blood and did not allow anyone to hold a funeral.

He screamed in confusion during his illness, “My lady is not dead!”

The devil was so stunned that the servants of the Shen Mansion had no choice but to act as if the lady was still in the manor.

The lady’s yard and bedroom are taken care of every day. When the seasons change, the maid buys new jewelry and clothes and puts them in the dowry and cabinet.

During the Chinese New Year, the cook cooked a table according to last year’s New Year’s Eve recipe, but unfortunately, no one ate it.

Shen Jie came back from the palace banquet drunk.

He put on the red robe that Du Yaoyao had made for him before, and strode open the door of the bedroom, “Yaoyao, Yaoyao…”

I’m used to no one responding.

The lamp was turned on in the room as usual every night.

Tonight, I raised the gauze curtain and saw a graceful figure behind the screen.

Her long hair covers her chest, her waist is slim and her hips are raised, and she is slightly plump.

Shen Jie froze in place, stretched out his hand to touch in disbelief, and then retracted in fear.

“Yao Yao, is that you?”

The other party didn’t answer.

“Yaoyao, are you back?” Shen Jie took two cautious steps, a strange light rising in his eyes.

The woman is still.

He turned around the screen and hugged the ethereal figure, ecstatically saying, “Young and graceful!”

The woman knelt down and called out, “My lord…”

The voice is delicate, not like Du Yaoyao’s clear spirit.

Shen Jie’s heart went blank and he focused his eyes.

The woman’s narrow eyes and red lips turned out to be golden branches.

——Du Yaoyao’s personal maid as a gift to him.

“What are you doing here?” he snapped.

Jin Zhi watched as the joyful light in Shen Jie’s eyes dissipated little by little, and finally became a deep pool of stagnant water.

She said timidly: “My slave would like to come and help Madam tidy up the room.”

“You are not the maidservant who sweeps the outer courtyard. Who allowed you to enter Madam’s room without permission?” Shen Jie was furious as if he had been deceived. He wanted to have someone drag Jin Zhi out and beat him to death with sticks.

“Slave, slave…” Jin Zhi originally didn’t care about drinking, but for a long time he couldn’t explain why.

“Get lost!” Shen Jie suppressed his anger and didn’t want to see blood during the festival. “Go to Zhuangzi and don’t let me see you in the house again!”

At any rate, the maid from Qingzhou is very considerate. If she were an ordinary maid, she would be thrown out for sale on the spot.

He can’t stand other women spying on him.

Du Yaoyao will be angry and jealous.

The door was closed from the outside, and the room was quiet.

He found a set of Du Yaoyao’s plain white pajamas from the cabinet and lay on the bed with the clothes in his arms.

She whispered: “Yaoyao, don’t be angry. I feel very uncomfortable tonight and don’t want to take a bath. Don’t dislike me.”

He sniffed the lingering fragrance of her pajamas, “Yaoyao, the whole family is reunited outside, only me, only me alone…”

“Where have you been and can you hear me?”

“If you’re not here anymore, just give me a dream.”

“Do you hate me so much, will you never forgive me in your life?”

He took out a bulging red envelope from his arms and pressed it under the pillow where she had slept.

“Yaoyao, this is this year’s lucky money. I promised you that it will last until the age of ninety-nine, and it will not be less for a year.”

“I ordered more than a dozen red brocade dresses for you in the twelfth lunar month. I want to accompany you back to your parents’ home…”

“I promise, I will never anger you, scold you, threaten you, force you… Can you come back and see me?”

“You gave me one year of happiness, but can you bear to make me miserable for the rest of my life?”

“I was wrong…”

“Honey, I know I was wrong…”

“Please, come back…”

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In the dark night, you can use wine to lose your temper, but at the beginning of the new year, you can’t help but cheer up and socialize with officials.

As the head of the hundred officials, Shen Jie received many invitations and was not idle for half a month.

It wasn’t until the end of the month that he came to the King of Fortune, Chu De’s house, for a drink.

There was also Lin Shuyan at the banquet, and the three of them were together.

Chu De got a new daughter, Yu Xue is cute.Shen Jie teased the baby and finally showed a sincere smile.

“I have suffered so much all day long,” Chu De shook his head and sighed, “This is a lonely person.”

“I am not,” Shen Jie said, picking up a piece of glutinous rice and lotus root slices on the dining table. They were sweet and soft. “I am alone. You should ask the new emperor.”

The lonely man is still called the emperor, but Chu De sees that Shen Jie is inseparable.”The new emperor is not lonely. He took in the black-skinned little princess from Wuhuan and stayed in the palace for several nights in a row. Who knows who is miserable in quilt.”

Shen Jie put down his chopsticks and said calmly: “Come over for dinner tonight, don’t talk about it.”

“You have no elders in the family and no one in charge.” Chu De sneered, “I heard that you sent away a maid who showed favor to you on New Year’s Eve?”

“Your Majesty is really well-informed.” Lin Shuyan heard his mother talk about this matter and praised Shen Jie for his cleanliness.

“I don’t have as many unruly people in my house as you do.” Shen Jie glanced at the maids with enchanting clothes and fragrant hair around them.

“You are just keeping to yourself. The love between a man and a woman is just what you think about it. The more you get into trouble, the more painful it becomes.” Chu De is a person who has experienced the loss of a loved one. After a period of time, with a new love, he can slowly come out of the haze.

Shen Jie avoided the topic and poured his wine without saying a word.

“It is rumored that Mr. Lin intends to marry his granddaughter to you again?” Chu De asked again without fear of death.