"Master, I think the young lady is still holding on to her previous thoughts. She must be up to no good this time. She might even encourage the master to trip us up!"

Mrs. Hao didn't want to think too badly of anyone, but this was not the first time that the young lady had been plotting something bad behind her back.

Over the years, Mrs. Hao has seen a lot by following her master.

I really think that except for the master, the young lady and the young master, everyone else in the Leng family is the best in the world.

Shameless, the epitome of shamelessness, commonly known as a bitch!

I don’t know if it’s the earth that’s evil or if people can’t stand the nagging.

Just as Mrs. Hao finished her complaint to her master, the maidservants in the yard raised their voices of surprise outside the door.

"Master, Master, why are you here so late?"

It’s no wonder that the maids and servants outside are so ashamed of the situation. The main reason is that everyone serving in Lengxiangyuan knows it.

The master and his mistress have been living apart for many years. On weekdays, the master often stays with several favored concubines and never goes to Lengxiangyuan unless there is something important to do.

The sun is rising from the west today, and I suddenly met a master who shouldn't appear at this time.

Many maids and servants in Lengxiang Courtyard widened their eyes.

Yu'er, who had heard the noise in the room earlier, stared speechlessly at Mrs. Hao, who had made the accurate prediction, for a long time.

I just felt that I couldn't stand the constant nagging, and this thought directly attracted disaster.

Facing the ugly old man, Yu'er was too lazy to put on the heavy headdress.

Before she stood up, she silently turned around to look at the terrifying woman with white powder and seductive red lips in the bronze mirror.

A laugh slowly escaped from the corners of his lips, and the woman in the bronze mirror became even more terrifying.

Looking at it in the flickering and dim candlelight, I wonder how many people would be frightened to death.

Leng Siqian, wearing a long robe, walked into the outer room without any obstruction.

In the house, Yu'er, supported by her confidant, crossed the threshold of the inner room and came to the outer room.

She ignored her and walked straight to the table, then sat down calmly and poured herself some water in her spare time.

His smug look, as if he knew everything, made Yu'er stop in her tracks out of disgust.

In the eyes of Leng Siqian, who was sitting leisurely, he automatically understood that his usually tough wife was getting scared.

His thoughts became more certain, and the man pretended to take a sip of tea.

Seeing the master and servant slowly approaching, Leng Siqian couldn't bear to look at his wife's face, which looked like a ghost.

The wife he had to remarry was plain-looking. In memory, she often used heavy lead powder and rouge to cover up her plain face.

In Leng Siqian's opinion, this is just Zhu Bajie wearing a flower. Ugly people often do strange things, so why bother?

Leng Siqian never concealed his disdain, and Yu'er sat across the table from him.

The man couldn't wait to pull out the divorce papers from his sleeve and slammed them on the table.

The fingertips with slightly calloused skin pressed the thin paper and quietly pushed it in front of Yu'er.

"Take a look. Are you happy that I granted your wish?"

Yu'er sat motionless at the table, which was totally inconsistent with her horrified appearance. Her crow-feather-like eyelashes covered her face like two thick little fans.

A small arc of shadow formed on her lower eyelid, making it difficult to see the expression in her eyes.

There was silence for a long while, just when Leng Siqian unilaterally thought that she was cowardly and was about to give in.

Yu'er suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"If it weren't for the Great Zhou law that forbids men from divorcing their wives, I'm afraid with your temper you would have given me a divorce letter instead of a letter of reconciliation. Do you think I'm right?"

The firm words lingered in Leng Siqian's ears, and he had to admit that their many years of marriage were not in vain.

A mean and ungrateful person like Leng Siqian would never remember the good things others have done for him. He only remembers the bad things about others.

If it weren't for the sudden emergence of a female emperor in the Great Zhou Dynasty, I'm afraid that now, in many places unknown to outsiders, the situation of countless women in the inner court would be very difficult.

Leng Siqian felt quite angry and embarrassed after hearing this.

"No other mistress is as intolerant and sarcastic as you. If the divorce system had not been abolished today, I would have given you a divorce letter, and that would be what you deserve."

Yu'er didn't get angry first, but Mrs. Hao, who was standing behind her as an invisible person, couldn't stand it anymore.

He watched his master being humiliated, his body shaking with anger and his fingers trembling.

She was glaring at the righteous and heartless beast not far away and was about to start a fight regardless of her status.

Yu'er was the first to speak, and at the same time interrupted the words of protection of the master that Hao Po was about to say.

"Divorce if you want, whoever doesn't will be a grandson."

In fact, he had only one purpose, which was to come and scare Yu'er so that she would take a step back and agree to marry her daughter to Leng Siqian as a concubine in the Marquis' Mansion.

Seeing that the situation was not developing as he had imagined, a flash of panic flashed across his determined eyes for a moment.

Then when Yu'er looked over, he hid deep inside and spoke in a timid voice.

"certainly!"

Yu'er looked indifferently at the divorce agreement that was pushed onto the table, and said in a light tone.

"According to the laws of the Great Zhou, a divorced woman has the right to take her daughter home. I want the daughter, and the son is yours.

Yu'er thought it through thoroughly. His son was the legitimate son of the Leng family and the only male.

Don’t think that the old bitch is happy selling his daughter now, that’s because his son is not at home.

If his son was at home, he wouldn't dare to go too far for his son's sake.

The status of a son is not diminished by the divorce of the couple.

If I don't take my daughter with me, she will be sold by my cruel father in exchange for wealth and glory.

I don’t know if it’s because the Leng family has done too many evil things, but in this life, there are more females than males, and in the end, there is only one male heir to inherit the family line.

Leng Siqian stood up suddenly with his beard puffed and eyes glared.

"Don't even think about it. Qingxue is my daughter, the second daughter of the Leng family. Don't even think about taking her away."

Yu'er looked at the helpless and furious man in front of her with indifference.

"If I don't take it with me, will it be a disaster for you to stay here?"

Leng Siqian: "You...you...you!"

The finger pointing at Yu'er was trembling, and the corners of his mouth were shaking, which showed that he was very angry.

Seeing her motionless appearance, Leng Siqian paced back and forth around the huge outer hall in front of Yu'er.

Yu'er took a sip of tea, feeling very relaxed.

"If you don't let me take Qingxue away, I will write a letter directly to my son who is far away and ask him to come and judge the situation. Is that okay with you?"

No need to think about it.

"No, Ruize is on the front lines at a critical moment. How can we let him be distracted by family matters? Absolutely not."

Look, look, he looks like a father.

"Since you know that Ruize risked his life on the front lines to defend his country, you should also know how much he, as a brother, cares about his sister, as they are born of the same mother. How could you have the heart to do that?"