Chapter 2 The best is yet to come!
The hall fell into complete silence as everyone came to their senses and thought about what Cheng Weiyao had said. No one dared to be the first to speak out.
Seeing that the original owner's aunt wanted to say something but was held back by Cheng Li, with a look of hatred on her face, Cheng Wei Yao laughed secretly in her heart.
The retribution is coming, and the best is yet to come!
Sure enough, no matter how unwilling he was, Duke Cheng had already spoken. The eldest wife had exercised power improperly, and her power as head of the family was reduced. The third wife was promoted, and the second wife moved out on her own.
After saying this, Duke Cheng looked at his second son, whom he had never taken seriously, and sighed.
"Even if you didn't tell me, I would have asked His Majesty to grant him a post as an official in a prosperous place."
"Thank you, Grandfather."
Cheng Weiyao scoffed at the fatherly demeanor displayed by Duke Cheng.
"The auspicious time is approaching, and Wei Yao also prays that she can take my mother's dowry with her so that she can marry with peace of mind."
Duke Cheng gritted his teeth. Just as Cheng Weiyao said, the auspicious time was approaching and it was not appropriate to cause trouble at this time, so he reluctantly agreed.
At the same time, some were happy and some were sad, but no one dared to say no.
Ignoring the looks of Cheng Li and his wife who wanted to eat her alive, Cheng Weiyao stood up and helped her original parents back to the house.
Just stare at me, or you'll cry later!
The third branch is not someone to be trifled with. It has always been suppressed by the first branch. Once it gains power, the two families will fight to the death.
It seems that after she leaves, the Duke's Mansion will become even more exciting!
Accompanying Li to the storehouse to take away the dowry, Cheng Weiyao looked around the storehouse of the Duke's Mansion. There were all kinds of cloth, jewelry, and some precious medicinal herbs. She recalled that her family was born into a noble family but lived like a poor family in the lower class. Cheng's father was even suffering from a long-term illness that was difficult to cure. She felt even more unfair for the original owner.
"Don't look at it, young lady. Your mother's dowry is just this much!" The nanny in charge of the storeroom in the main house urged and looked contemptuous. Seeing this, Cheng Weiyao raised her eyebrows and became more determined in her mind.
She threw the list to the maid and said, "Please check it carefully. If anything is missing, don't blame me."
The nanny glanced at the dowry, which was not even a fraction of the dowry of Duke Cheng's mansion, snorted contemptuously, and waved her hand.
Coldly watching the maids and old women lock the door, Cheng Wei Yao stood at the door and had an idea. In a deserted place, all the things in the boxes in the warehouse disappeared.
Thinking of how everyone in the Duke's Mansion was furious after she got married, she couldn't help but curl her lips.
She emptied all the warehouses in the Duke's Mansion, both to vent her anger and to provide an extra layer of protection for her future.
The entire Qinghe Palace was immersed in sorrow, and even the ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth was not held.
Cheng Weiyao was not pretentious. She returned to the inner room, quickly took off her heavy wedding dress, changed into light clothes, packed a small package, and followed Wen Chengyun.
The Prince of Qinghe had already taken off his wedding clothes and was wearing a light crimson casual suit. He stood aside with a haggard face, standing straight but with an unyielding demeanor.
"I'm sorry, ma'am." There was a guilty look in the man's eyes. He smiled soothingly and looked at her steadily.
If she hadn't known her fate of exile, Cheng Weiyao would have had the illusion that this person was marrying the person she loved most, and she couldn't help but look up to this future "husband".
Cheng Weiyao gave a self-proclaimed kind smile.
There were women in the crowd who wanted to start an argument, but were stopped by Wen Chengyun with a look.
Cheng Weiyao looked at it and sighed quietly. It was normal for her to feel uncomfortable after falling from the clouds all of a sudden.
However, this Qinghe King Wen Chengyun seems to have a good ability to accept things.
The long line of exiles, with depressed looks, were escorted by soldiers as they walked step by step out of the city under the scorching sun.
At the Mansion of Duke Cheng, Duke Cheng and his wife looked at the empty storehouse, not even a penny left.
Duke Cheng stretched out his trembling hand, pointed at the emptied warehouse, and shouted angrily, "Investigate, investigate! Even if we have to dig three feet underground, we will find out!"
The instigator had already left the capital and was sitting under a big tree on the outskirts of the city to rest.
But Cheng Weiyao couldn't be happy at the moment. She was frowning because she suddenly couldn't open the space. When she was first exiled, she could have taken out a gold ingot...
Along the way, in addition to Wen Chengyun, who looked dull but slightly gentle, there was also his mother, Concubine Gui, and Concubine Gui's entire family.
Faced with such a large family, she had to sigh.
She was not afraid of exile, but she was afraid that the soldiers would secretly make things difficult for her and she would starve to death on the road before she reached the northern border.
"Give it to me, you thought you were a noble, but now you're just a prisoner!"
A sarcastic voice came from behind, and Cheng Weiyao looked over with a frown.
The ring in Wen Chengyun's hand fell into the hands of a soldier, and some onlookers even encouraged him to search him.
Wen Chengyun's eyes were cold. Although he was cooperating with the emperor to act out a show, and was secretly investigating the person behind the scenes in the name of exile, it did not mean that he could be bullied at will.
"I advise you to be careful with your words and actions. I have a lot of blood on my body. I have been exiled left and right. I don't mind adding a few of yours."
The three soldiers exchanged a glance and said, "It's not that we want to embarrass His Majesty, but if we don't do this, we'll have a hard time explaining ourselves to the people in the capital."
"Why waste time talking to him!" the leader said and called over to Wen Chengyun.
He was different. His younger brother had previously obeyed the orders of King Qinghe and died tragically on the battlefield. In the end, he was sent away for disobeying orders.
I have been holding a grudge for a long time, suffering from a lack of opportunities. Now the opportunity has come.
There was a gleam in Wen Chengyun's eyes. Sure enough, those people couldn't help but take action.
The situation was tense. Cheng Weiyao saw Wen Chengyun's eyes suddenly become cold. He took care of the other two with just a few moves. He forced the leader to fly out with just one palm, then pounced on him and pressed his knee against the officer's throat.
"Help..." The rest of the sound was blocked in the throat and turned into sobs.
As a modern person, Cheng Weiyao was so satisfied with what she saw that she couldn't help but touch her chin and admire her cheap husband's martial arts skills!
"It doesn't matter if you are a martial arts expert, King Qinghe, but think about your mother."
Seeing they were outmatched, a soldier sneaked in and grabbed the Imperial Concubine's neck. The Imperial Concubine could only hold her child and cry, "Chengyun, stop it!"
Cheng Weiyao sighed inwardly and could only watch Wen Chengyun surrender. The leading soldier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up from the ground, turned around and was about to punch Wen Chengyun in the face.
This is simply too much!
"How dare you!" Cheng Weiyao shouted. At that moment, the leading soldier paused for a moment, allowing Wen Chengyun to turn his head and avoid the punch.
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