Chapter 188 Jinzhu's Secret

Xi Qingtong went to the Xi family crying. When she arrived at Mrs. Zheng's yard, she pulled down the curtain and revealed her blushing face.

"Mother...you must help me."

Before Mrs. Zheng could say a word, Xi Qingtong threw herself into her arms, and the scolding she was about to say slowed down.

"What happened? Did you get hit... in the face?"

Hearing her mother's question, Xi Qingtong didn't dare to answer. Her eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and she just cried, "Mom, I want a divorce! I want a divorce... I don't want to live with Song Yunhe anymore."

Mrs. Zheng did not ask the reason. With the previous incident of Song Yunhe taking a concubine, how could her proud daughter accept it? She also did not ask whether Xi Qingtong had asked Qingwu. In her eyes, this was something that would basically not succeed.

Of course, she didn't take it seriously. How could a divorce be so casual? Besides, she had begged Song Yunhe to be with her.

"Why don't you rest at home for a few days, maybe ten days or half a month before going back?"

Seeing that Madam Zheng was just perfunctory, Xi Qingtong was anxious and angry, "Mom, I really want a divorce~"

Seeing that Madam Zheng was still unmoved, Xi Qingtong simply knelt down, hugged Madam Zheng's legs, and said all kinds of begging and coquettish words, and finally cried:

"Mother, please agree. Song Yunhe's heart is not with me at all. I want to return to the Xi family. After returning to the Xi family, I will be able to enjoy the love of my mother for the rest of my life. How about that? Just like when I was a child..."

Following these words, Mrs. Zheng suddenly thought of when her daughter was still very young. At that time, her daughter, who was just as tall as her thighs, really liked to hug her legs and act coquettishly, jumping around. But as she thought about it, the little figure suddenly turned from one into two.

Mrs. Zheng's expression changed rapidly. She thought of many things in an instant, feeling a little embarrassed and guilty, but she eventually suppressed all these emotions. Her eyes fell on the daughter who had grown up with her.

"Mother, Xi Qingwu is now the high and mighty Princess of the Imperial Court, but I have to share a husband with someone else. Is Song Yunhe worthy given his family background? Mother, do you want to see the daughter you carefully raised suffer such humiliation?"

This undoubtedly hit Mrs. Zheng's sore spot. She never expected that the daughter she had given up and grew up in the countryside would turn a disaster into a blessing and become the queen. This not only did not make Mrs. Zheng happy, but instead made her feel an indescribable discomfort and even jealousy.

Why is the daughter she raised so carefully so miserable, while the daughter who grew up in the wild outside can succeed?

When Qingwu first entered the Xi family, she was weak and helpless, and Madam Zheng thought she was uneducated. Now that she has reached a high position, she feels that her authority is being challenged.

She should be heartbroken, but Qingwu's eyes as calm as water have always lingered in Mrs. Zheng's mind. When those eyes looked at her, there was no resentment or closeness, only a kind of calmness that made her heart uneasy.

No, she doesn't need to feel sorry for her. That girl is now a high and mighty super princess. There is no need for her to feel sorry for her. The one who needs to feel sorry for her is her daughter.

Under various emotions, Mrs. Zheng's eyes became darker and darker. She touched the top of Xi Qingtong's head and two tears overflowed from her eyes.

"Would you please calm down for three days? If you still feel the same way after three days, I will make plans for you."

Song Yunhe's parents are both dead and he has few relatives. In Madam Zheng's eyes, he is very easy to control. Moreover, even if they divorce, others will not suspect that there is anything wrong with the Xi family girl. Everything can be blamed on Song Yunhe.

Xi Qingtong undoubtedly agreed with these words. She immediately burst into laughter and hugged Madam Zheng tightly: "Thank you, mother! I know that you love me the most!"

Looking at her daughter's sincere smile, the calm face in Mrs. Zheng's mind finally faded away. She knew that her daughter blamed her, but didn't she still have the one in front of her who loved her?

"Okay, go back to your boudoir and rest. Mother has been asking people to clean it."

Mrs. Zheng gently wiped away Xi Qingtong's tears, and the deep love between mother and daughter was truly touching.

"Um!"

But not long after Xi Qingtong left, her personal maid Jinzhu asked to see her again. Madam Zheng thought Xi Qingtong had something to say, but Jinzhu knelt down and said, "Madam, our wife is pregnant."

Madam Zheng's eyes suddenly swept over while she was flipping through the account book. "What did you say?"

Jinzhu fell to the ground, her voice trembling, "My wife is already pregnant, about a month."

Madam Zheng felt dizzy and rubbed her forehead fiercely. She recalled her daughter crying and demanding a divorce, and a surge of anger welled up in her chest: "How dare she hide such a serious matter!"

"Madam, calm down!" Jinzhu kowtowed repeatedly, "Madam, I'm just afraid... afraid that you won't agree to her divorce..."

Although Jinzhu is a maid, she is loyal, but she feels that she has endured too much. Ever since Xi Qingtong had the audacity to propose an exchange, she has been worried every day. Now that the storm has passed and Prince Zhao and the princess are living in harmony, just when she thought her life was about to return to peace, her master caused all this trouble again.

She thought she understood her master. Would she really stay at the Xi family after the divorce? No, she wouldn't. She didn't know what shocking things she would do. It would be better to let her stay at the Song family. With a child, she could live a smooth life.

Yes, that’s what Jinzhu thought. Xi Qingtong would be pregnant, give birth to the child, be tied to the child, and live her life with Song Yunhe obediently. This would be the most stable life.

Xi Qingtong never expected that the only time she mustered up the courage and made up her mind to divorce Song Yunhe, she would be stabbed in the back by her own maid.

Of course, in Jinzhu's eyes, this was definitely not a backstab, but rather a kind gesture. She was doing this for Xi Qingtong's own good. What kind of woman would always change her husband, divorce, or remarry? What kind of mother would abort her own child?

"You're quite clever," Madam Zheng praised, then rubbed her forehead. "Who else knows about this?"

"Besides me, Yinzhu, and my wife, only the doctor knows."

Mrs. Zheng nodded. She would not force her daughter to return to the Song family just because she suddenly had this child, but the balance in her heart still tilted towards Song Yunhe.

At this moment, someone outside came to report: "Madam, the chief official of Prince Zhao's palace is here!"

Madam Zheng was so shocked that she immediately stood up from her chair and asked, "Which mansion's chief official is this?"

"It's Prince Zhao's Mansion."

Mrs. Zheng's face suddenly changed and she quickly rushed to the front hall, but with every step she took, her heart beat faster.

Nothing's going to happen, right? Has Prince Zhao found out?!