Chapter 236 Things Have Changed

The person who came was a middle-aged woman with a stern look. She was wearing a black gown with wide sleeves embroidered with golden chrysanthemums, which was made with extremely high embroidery skills. With just a slight wave of her right hand, her sleeves showed her majesty and dignity.

Everyone bowed to this lady of the first rank.

"Madam, I wonder which official is the master of your mansion? Why did you hit a guest at my banquet? Are you overstepping your authority?"

Chen Shiyi hurriedly replied respectfully.

"I apologize for my rudeness, Madam."

Mrs. Longtu Pavilion's Zhixue Tu frowned slightly.

"Who are you?"

Wen Zhirou replied with a smile.

"Madam, she is the valiant county chief who was personally appointed by His Majesty."

As soon as these words came out, the pot exploded instantly.

Mrs. Zhi Xuetu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the ladies around her began to whisper to each other.

"Oh, how disrespectful! I had someone guarding outside the gate, fearing that you might not be familiar with the place. I didn't expect you to be inside the garden."

Chen Shiyi had been in the outside world for many years and had seen too many people's expressions, so he quickly replied with a smile.

"Madam is thoughtful."

Mrs. Zhi Xuetu had a kind face. She looked at Chen Shiyi with narrowed eyes and a smile on her face.

"What did the county lord just do?"

"Oh, I know Mrs. Bai Bo and we exchanged a few words. Unexpectedly, the two concubines of the Bai Bo Mansion ordered Mrs. Bai Bo's personal maid to help them get the outer robes placed on the carriage in front of me. They even pointed fingers at me. I got angry and couldn't help but scolded them. This is also my fault. I overstepped my authority."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhi Xuetu frowned. She took Chen Shiyi's hand, patted it affectionately, and spoke gently.

"These concubines should also be properly disciplined."

She turned to Wen Zhirou and spoke earnestly.

"Look at you. You have the Loyalty Marquisate behind you. Your elder brother is the powerful minister of the dynasty, and he is also an old acquaintance of the county lord. How can you be so weak? Now you are even controlled by the two concubines. Where can we, the wives of the main wives, put our dignity?"

Wen Zhirou knelt down and saluted.

"I will follow Madam's instructions."

Mrs. Zhi Xuetu shook her head, then turned and spoke to Chen Shiyi with a friendly face.

"There are a lot of people here. I'll show you around."

Chen Shiyi nodded with a smile on his face.

Mrs. Zhi Xuetu turned around and spoke sternly to the servants.

"Then drive these two concubines out who are causing trouble for no reason. They are not welcome at my banquet."

After saying that, he slowly walked away with Chen Shiyi.

Wen Zhirou heard the voice of Chen Shiyi leaving.

"Madam, I got a purple pearl from overseas. It will be a perfect match for your dress. I'll have someone send it to you later. Would you like to take a closer look?"

"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing?"

"I just think that this purple pearl matches your dress very well. Besides, only with you can the pearl be protected from dust."

Wen Zhirou smiled faintly.

Chen Shiyi has lived such a life and is truly a role model for women.

She crawled out of the darkness, and had to go through so much suffering that ordinary people could not go through, encountered so many things that ordinary people found unbearable, and made so many difficult decisions, such as when the ship collided, before she reached this position step by step.

He had good looks, status, and a strong backer, but he lived worse than her. In the end, he even let her help him out.

Days like this are definitely coming to an end.

After the chrysanthemum banquet, Wen Zhirou went out to find her own carriage, but found Wen Zhiheng's pitch-black carriage parked aside.

Wen Zhirou walked over slowly, with doubt in her eyes.

"Brother..."

Wen Zhiheng opened the car curtain, his eyes dark and calm.

"Come up."

Wen Zhirou got on Wen Zhiheng's carriage and saw that his sharp aura had been restrained a lot. He was wearing an ice-blue robe, looking handsome and elegant. His slender fingers were holding a book and his expression was indifferent.

After a long while, the carriage was unusually quiet, with only the sound of pages turning gently.

"Have you thought about it?"

"What?"

Wen Zhiheng slowly raised his head.

"Have you decided to divorce?"

Wen Zhirou replied softly.

"Don't you want to deny it?"

Wen Zhiheng's dark eyes were very calm.

"Before, you were too willful. I tried to dissuade you for a long time, but you refused to give in. Now, after so many years, you should have seen clearly that you should not force things that have no results. Don't be afraid. You are my sister. With me as your backer, you can live more freely. I have prepared a two-story house for you on Lark Street. You can live in it alone and do whatever you want."

Wen Zhirou's eyes suddenly turned red.

After a long moment, she smiled calmly.

"Brother, you have changed a lot."

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were calm and peaceful.

"Well, you have to change in the end. Let yourself go, and let others go."

Wen Zhirou got on the carriage going back. She was alone, leaning against the wall of the carriage, quietly thinking about her marriage over the past six years.

Bai Songlin seized the Earl's Mansion, and she became the Earl's wife as soon as she married into the mansion.

She spent her wedding night alone.

Bai Songlin sent someone to tell him that in order to mourn his ex-wife, he had to confess in front of her spirit tablet.

She was dazzled by that young and stunning glance at him at the time, and actually thought that everything he did was right and that he was a man of affection and righteousness. Her judgment was correct, and he was a man worthy of entrusting her life to.

She takes care of everything at home and does her best, and her mother-in-law is very fond of her.

When her husband came back from outside, he would sometimes bring her some small gifts, sometimes a bag of cakes, sometimes a bag of chestnuts, and occasionally some rouge and powder. Although they were not worth much, she was very satisfied.

But he never slept with her.

Until one day two years later, she accidentally overheard her husband flirting with his concubine.

"Master, why don't you pamper your wife?"

All I heard was that very familiar voice replying nonchalantly.

"She came back from exile. Who knows if she has gotten dirty out there? If it weren't for the fact that she has the Marquis of Loyalty behind her and Wen Zhiheng's powerful tactics, she wouldn't even be worthy of being my concubine."

The moment Wen Zhirou heard this, she was completely stunned.

Unspeakable pain instantly spread to her limbs and bones.

She didn't understand, if he despised her, why he was usually so affectionate and gentle to her, and how he could keep someone in the dark for so many years so calmly.

Could it be that the young gentleman, after years of immersion in officialdom, has become able to control his emotions and change his face as if it were a common occurrence?

The man she wanted to marry was the young man of that year!

But now, things have changed.

Those pure loves have long gone with the passage of time, and what remains is just a puppet living in a mask.

She was not angry, nor did she question him. She watched him come to her again and ask about her well-being, but he still did not stay in the room for the night.

Later, she slowly found out that the worthless little gifts she received were the leftovers from his concubines and were thrown to her.

And every time he came to her yard, it was because of his mother, her mother-in-law.