Chapter 7: Exclusive Favor and Glory Belong to Her!
Madam Yu's smile froze slightly, but she quickly replied without batting an eye, "Something came up in the clan, they've gone to handle it, they'll be back soon."
Yu Zhiyi suddenly realized, "Do you need Ziheng's help?"
Madam Yu shook her head: "It's nothing serious..."
Just then, Minister Yu and his five children arrived.
Madam Yu stepped forward and asked, "How are things going with the clan affairs?"
Minister Yu understood: "It's already been taken care of."
Then he looked at Du Ziheng and said, "My dear son-in-law, Yi'er, I didn't expect this to happen so suddenly. Please don't take it to heart!"
Du Ziheng gave a forced smile: "Nobody wants trouble in the clan, so why would I blame my father-in-law?"
This statement, when heard directly, means that one is not to blame, but if interpreted in reverse, it is not entirely incomprehensible.
Since Minister Yu wasn't afraid of incurring the wrath of his ancestors by lying about his own Yu clan, how could he possibly continue to pursue the matter?
Minister Yu, whether he understood the sarcasm or not, greeted the two men with a smile and led them into the mansion.
The men's and women's seats are separate.
The men's section was filled with laughter and conversation, as a group of people surrounded Du Ziheng, offering him toasts and compliments.
On the women's side, Yu Zhiyi sat dignifiedly, her beautiful and luxurious red dress dazzling everyone, and everyone forgot the absurd things Yu Jiaojiao had just said.
Young Master Du is willing to give Yu Zhiyi such expensive clothes, so how could he not love her?
Yu Jiaojiao was almost blinded by Yu Zhiyi's radiance; she used so much force that she nearly tore her palm apart.
After the meal, Yu Jiaojiao cornered Yu Zhiyi at the end of the deserted corridor: "You imposter, what tricks did you use to get Du Ziheng to come back to your parents' home with you?"
Yu Zhiyi was puzzled: "Isn't it a matter of course for the groom to accompany the bride back to her parents' home on the day of the bride's return visit?"
Yu Jiaojiao felt as if an arrow had struck her chest.
What the hell is this, a matter of course!
That bastard Du Ziheng clearly didn't come back with her in her past life!
Not only did he not come back with her, he also allowed that bitch You Bingyue to injure her and poison her with a drug that would kill her if she didn't take the antidote!
This made her afraid to appear in public for a long time, and she dared not openly cause trouble for that bitch again.
Yu Zhiyi chuckled inwardly as she looked at Yu Jiaojiao's bewildered expression.
She only said it was a matter of course, but she didn't say she didn't use any underhanded tactics.
You can't blame Yu Jiaojiao for thinking the wrong thing.
After finally calming herself down, Yu Jiaojiao looked at Yu Zhiyi's alluring face and a flash of jealousy crossed her eyes.
Du Ziheng must have been attracted to this imposter's beauty to be seduced by her.
What kind of scumbag is he who only wants You Bingyue? He's fickle and heartless!
Seeing Yu Zhiyi's gentle and happy smile, she sneered: "You think Du Ziheng truly loves you just because he went back to your parents' home with you? Don't be naive, he's been keeping another woman hidden away for a long time! That woman is his true love, and you—you're just someone he was forced to marry to save face under Madam Du's pressure!"
"It won't be long before that woman takes advantage of you, and then you'll realize how pathetic you are!"
Yu Zhiyi's smile grew even brighter.
Yu Jiaojiao was baffled: "Are you stupid? How can you still laugh after all this?"
"I'm so touched. My dear sister, you haven't even finished dealing with all the women around your husband yet, and you're already worrying about me. With such affection, how can I not be happy and want to laugh?"
Yu Jiaojiao: "..."
Don't think I can't tell you're being sarcastic!
Thinking of the bunch of troublesome women in the backyard, her anger flared even more: "What do you know? My husband has gradually settled down since we got married. He'll get rid of those women soon! His body, his heart, everything he has, belongs to me alone!"
Thinking that Zhang Tianshun would be granted the title of king and general in the future, and would dote on her alone, Yu Jiaojiao suddenly stopped being angry. Her gaze was both pitying and peculiar: "My husband is a man of great talent. If you ever encounter difficulties in the future, come and ask me for help. Perhaps I will help you out of consideration for our past relationship."
Yu Zhiyi covered her nose with a handkerchief and chuckled softly.
"Then I wish my sister all the best in advance. I hope you can make your husband settle down soon and live the life you want."
She turned and left.
Looking at that beautiful figure from behind, Yu Jiaojiao felt a tightness in her chest, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She wanted to puncture that woman's mask of happiness, to see that bitch cry her heart out!
As it turned out, the imposter was too thick-skinned to be fooled.
On second thought, this isn't so bad.
Let that imposter think she's so happy. The more smug she is now, the more painful it will be when she learns the truth later.
Those lowly imposters should rot in the mud after their hearts have been broken!
And she, a darling of heaven who has been given a second chance at life, will surely rise high in the future and live a happy and peaceful life.
Yu Zhiyi knew what Yu Jiaojiao was thinking without even looking.
Those despicable individuals who attempt to steal the happiness of others think they have done it secretly and cleverly, hiding in the shadows and gloating.
Little did they know, fate had already marked the value of each person's life.
What is not yours, no matter how hard you try to seize it, will eventually become sand slipping through your fingers.
Even if you manage to possess it briefly by chance, you will eventually lose it twice as much.
She didn't need to do anything extra; Yu Jiaojiao would pay the price for her foolishness.
In northern China, the newlyweds must leave their parents' home before noon for the homecoming banquet.
Yu Zhiyi and Du Ziheng stood outside the carriage, while the servants of the Yu family carried things onto the carriage one by one.
Madam Yu held Yu Zhiyi's hand: "Yi'er, take all these things back with you, don't be polite with your mother."
"You and your son-in-law should live a good life together from now on. Come back and visit often when you have time. The gates of the Yu family mansion will always be open for you."
Yu Zhiyi pulled her hand back: "Mother, what you're saying makes it sound like I'm no longer a member of the Yu family after I get married. Did you give my younger sister the same advice when she got married?"
Madam Yu's smile froze.
Yu Zhiyi did not pretend to politely decline the goods in the car.
The carriage slowly drove away and soon disappeared from the sight of everyone in the Yu family.
Wu Lang Yu Zixuan could no longer contain himself and spat, "Look at her! She's just married to the son of the Prime Minister's family, not the Prime Minister himself. She doesn't even know her own worth!"
Erlang Yu Mingyu's eyes were gloomy: "This is how it is when a petty person gets ahead. There will always be a day when she needs our help. Then we'll see if she can still be so arrogant."
The Yu family members wholeheartedly agreed.
Marriage is not just a matter between two people; most of the time, it also involves the backgrounds of both parties.
Yu Zhiyi is nothing more than a fake heiress of the Yu family; the Prime Minister's mansion would never treat her with the same respect as the real heiress.
Once she realizes this, she will obediently come back, kneel down, kowtow, and admit her mistake.
In the carriage, Du Ziheng had calmed down, but he still couldn't understand: "What kind of life did you live in the mansion? Why was no one taking your homecoming seriously?"
Don't think he can't see that today's feast is hardly a feast at all; it was put together on the spot.
Yu Zhiyi chuckled: "It has nothing to do with my status in the Yu family. After all, even if they don't give me face, they still have to give you face. It's just that a self-righteous rat told Lord Yu and his wife what happened in the Prime Minister's residence, so they are both convinced that I will not return home."
Du Ziheng: "..."
She was clearly smiling, so why did he feel so guilty?
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