The clan chief advised, "She's already this old, so don't make things difficult for her. How will she cope if she's abandoned and sent home like this?"
Upon hearing this, the Duchess wept as if all her ancestors for eighteen generations had died before her eyes. She attempted suicide by hanging, jumping into the river, and swallowing poison...
Lord Song came with his wife. Lady Song was annoyed by her sister-in-law's commotion.
"Is this how you serve the Duke, eldest sister? If you didn't know you were the Duke's wife, you'd think you were his ancestor."
Lord Song roared, "A woman should regard her husband as her heaven. How can you keep referring to yourself as 'I'? What kind of behavior is this? If you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about the daughters of the Song family. Are you going to let them get married? Who will dare to marry a daughter of the Marquis of Suiyuan in the future?"
At this point, Yin Xiushan remembered Song Yanyan and said, "Second Miss Song, please take her back with you. She is getting old, and it's inconvenient for her to stay in the mansion all the time."
Lord Song's face turned ashen; he had lost all face and dignity.
If the Duchess is divorced and sent back to her residence, then the daughters of the Marquis of Suiyuan should not be allowed to marry in the future.
Lord Song and his wife, feeling helpless, slapped the Duchess and said, "Why aren't you kneeling down and admitting your mistake to the Duke? You're all so old, don't you know what it means to be shameful?"
Just as things were getting chaotic here, someone from the palace arrived, demanding that the Duke come to the palace immediately, as His Majesty had urgent business to discuss.
The matter of the Duke of Xun's divorce from his wife is suspended.
Three days later, before dawn, Yin Jin'an handed over all the earthenware pot bombs, iron bombs, and cloud-piercing arrows made by Chu Zhongtian to the imperial court. Before leaving, he met with Emperor Hui.
No one knows what Emperor Hui said to him.
After leaving the palace, Yin Jin'an went to Qingpu Garden, handed a box to Xie Zhaozhao, and said without hesitation, "This is a letter I wrote. I haven't studied much, so my handwriting isn't very good. You can open it after I leave, or you might laugh at me!"
Xie Zhaozhao covered her lips with a handkerchief and said, "Alright, I'll look at it after you leave. Ten years ago, Grand Secretary Gu buried several jars of fine wine under the crabapple tree. When you come back, we'll dig them up and enjoy them together."
Yin Jin'an said casually, "Okay, you can keep it for me."
She gave the letters she wrote to Gu Chongjin and Xie Jue to Yin Jin'an to take away.
Before mounting their horses, Yunhe and Xuli knelt down and respectfully kowtowed to her, saying, "Take care, Master."
Without further hesitation, the three mounted their horses and rode away from the capital in the morning mist.
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