After the morning court session, the emperor's oral instructions spread throughout the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. Under the supervision of several sturdy old women in the main courtyard, Zhuang covered the red rashes on her body with a straw hat, her eyes swollen like peaches from crying, and she slowly left the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

As soon as she walked out of the mansion, the gate slammed shut. Zhuang looked back at the plaque of the Duke's Mansion and suddenly felt her legs go weak, and she fell to the ground with a plop. This morning, they said she was going to be demoted to a concubine, so how could it be a divorce in the blink of an eye?

The maid from Zhuang's family who was waiting at the door was so nimble that she stuffed her into the carriage in a flash and then carried her away in disgrace.

Lu Mansion

Lu Ci Fu lay leisurely in the rocking chair, swinging his legs and listening happily to the little songs on the stage opposite. Today was finally a free day for him. Ever since the death of Zhuge Shoufu, he and Su Ci Fu had been busy like spinning tops.

I had just laid down for a while when there was a lot of noise outside. It was so annoying. I finally got a chance to rest, so what happened?

"Adao, why is it so noisy outside?"

Ah Dao, who was patrolling the door, yelled at the top of his voice, "Master, the eldest son wants to see you! I told you to rest and not see anyone, but the eldest son didn't listen."

"Okay...let him in!"

His eldest son is neither good at literature nor martial arts, he is just a complete playboy. Other people's eldest sons are the ones who take over the family, but his eldest son is a good-for-nothing.

Before anyone arrived, a voice came in: "Dad, when will you fulfill your promise to me?"

I saw a man in a green robe smiling playfully and acting coquettishly towards him.

"You've asked me for so many things. Which one?"

"It's about the matter of carrying honey wine as a wife."

Lu Ci Fu raised his head with a jerk and glared at his son. "No! This morning, the ministers argued over wives and concubines, and your Majesty repeatedly emphasized that a wife is a wife and a concubine is a concubine. You absolutely cannot change a wife to a concubine, or vice versa. If you want to get your father impeached, go ahead and do whatever you want! Also, you have too many concubines in your backyard. You are not allowed to take any more!"

Not long after Mr. Lu left in a dusty state, a young woman gracefully walked out of the room behind Lu Ci Fu, leaned delicately on Lu Ci Fu's chest, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Master, I heard about what happened at the court this morning. Zhuang from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion ended up getting divorced. How pitiful."

Lu Cifu gently stroked her hand and said, "This is because you are suffering from a serious illness."

The young woman rolled her eyes and continued, "Master, the rules in our house have always been strict. However, I heard that Miss Honeydew is gentle and virtuous. If she could be chosen as my wife, it would be a great achievement."

Lu Ci Fu frowned and said seriously, "This is absolutely impossible. His Majesty's order cannot be disobeyed. Don't mention it again." The young woman was displeased by his firm attitude, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

A few days later, the capital was in an uproar. Lu Ci Fu and his eldest son were competing for the top prostitute in a brothel, named Mi Niang.