Chapter 627 Nobody's Fighting for Your Inheritance
"So, the child was lost because of the concubine?" Song Chunxue couldn't help but ask.
A concubine is of a higher rank than a mistress, and if she is very favored, it becomes even more troublesome.
"That's right. Miss accidentally fell down the steps during the argument with the young master and that concubine, and that's why she lost her baby."
As Xiao Wu spoke, she began to wipe away her tears. "My lord, Miss has suffered a lot of injustice these past two years, but she never says a word. Madam is already married and has two children, and she doesn't want to bother her. Miss is just as unyielding as you are. Having given birth to two daughters, it's difficult for her to win over her in-laws. If only you could return to the capital, at least she could come back to see you more often..."
Xiao Wu choked up and couldn't speak, while Xie Zheng silently covered his face, feeling extremely guilty.
That's the truth. Being close to someone means the child has someone to rely on, and others will respect them more.
However, being far away, coupled with the fact that everyone's impression of Xie Zheng was that he was an upright man who didn't know how to be an official, would make his in-laws, who were only interested in currying favor with the powerful, look down on him.
Even though Xie Zheng held a high-ranking official position and was highly regarded by the emperor.
But distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.
Song Chunxue felt that it was unreasonable for Xie Zheng to have stayed in Jincheng for the past two years solely because of her.
It must be that Xie Zheng couldn't bear to leave the people of that area, and didn't want to see the officials there shamelessly exploiting the common people.
Wang Can has been eyeing Xie Zheng for years, wishing he could drive him away and sit in the top seat himself, becoming a local tyrant.
Xiao Wu left the study, and Xie Zheng didn't speak for a while.
“It’s my fault for not taking good care of her. I’m going to her husband’s house tomorrow. They’ve bullied my daughter like this. They really don’t respect me at all.” Xie Zheng was furious. He stood up and shouted angrily, “I was never happy with this marriage in the first place. Chang Jiang is such a fickle person. How good can his son be?”
Song Chunxue comforted him, "Don't rush. Talk to the child first. When to go depends on the child's wishes. Think carefully about how to make them value Lingyun, so you don't get led by the nose."
Xie Zheng nodded.
“They’re going too far. They only do this because they think I’m easygoing. I don’t live with the Chang family anymore. Where I am as their father isn’t that important. As long as they’re someone important, they won’t look down on my daughter.”
He looked at Song Chunxue, his expression somewhat weary.
"To be honest, it's my personality that's not likable, and my daughter takes after me. She doesn't know how to please people. No, she's tougher than me. She won't back down and she'll fight back when faced with a strong opponent."
Song Chunxue raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you quite likable? You have people coming to your door to arrange marriages wherever you go, no matter how old you are, you still have to suffer the door-to-door inquiries."
Xie Zheng said helplessly, "They only saw my skin, but in the end they were intimidated by my personality and didn't dare to come."
"Yes, Lord Yang must be resentful of you. You went to their house, but then turned around and refused them."
Xie Zheng knew he was in the wrong when this was brought up.
“I’m sorry, I was testing you on purpose to see if you would object. Who knew you would actually be happy to see me marry someone else and have no selfish motives towards me.” He stood up again and walked up to her. “I even suspect that I was drunk that night and it made you feel sorry for me and change your mind. You are just kind-hearted and wanted to grant my wish.”
Song Chunxue heard footsteps in the courtyard; it must be Xie Lingyun arriving.
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. We were talking about your child, how did we get onto this topic?"
She was afraid he would say something embarrassing that the children would hear.
"Didn't you understand? What I meant was that if it's about living together, I'm more willing to compromise than she is. I can learn to please you."
Song Chunxue's cheeks flushed, and she subconsciously raised her hand to cover his mouth, but found that her clothes had narrow sleeves, so she couldn't touch his face directly.
She nudged Xie Zheng with her elbow, winked at him, and lowered her voice, "Lingyun is here."
Xie Zheng turned to look at the doorway, his ears suddenly burning. He quickly sat back down in his seat, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
The tea had gone cold, so he put down the teacup, looking very busy.
A short while later, Xie Lingyun walked in.
Song Chunxue smiled at her, and Xie Lingyun returned the smile, glancing at the uncomfortable Xie Zheng with pursed lips.
"Father, I'm going home to be with the children. I won't be staying here tonight. Tomorrow we're going to the temple to pray for blessings. I'll have them bring the children here this afternoon. Can I stay with you for a few days?"
Xie Zheng regained his composure and looked at her with a face full of worry.
"Are you feeling much better? Why aren't you resting at home?"
“I’m always out and about, so there’s no rush. Tomorrow I’ll have someone prepare some things, and the day after I’ll visit the Chang family and ask them how they’re taking care of my daughter.”
Xie Lingyun lowered her eyes and sat down in the empty seat next to Song Chunxue.
"Dad, you don't need to worry about me. The bond between my husband and I has faded, and perhaps it's fate that we couldn't keep the child. I won't force it anymore. Asking will only add to your troubles. From now on, I will focus on taking care of the two children. It's better to avoid trouble."
Her voice was flat, as if she didn't care at all.
But Song Chunxue and Xie Zheng were both experienced people, so how could they not see through her feigned strength?
Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng, who understood.
“I have my own plans for this matter. Your father is still alive. I haven’t been in the capital, but if I weren’t so intolerant of dissent, I wouldn’t have been driven out. Now that I’ve been summoned back to the capital, if I don’t go and ask him, wouldn’t they think that I, Xie Zheng, am afraid of him?”
Xie Lingyun was silent for a moment, then nodded gently, "Alright, Father, don't get angry then."
"Ha!" Xie Zheng sneered. "I'm not angry? I wish I could rush to the Chang family right now and kick the heads off that father and son. Your child is gone, have they apologized to you?"
“No,” Xie Lingyun said in a tense voice, “I don’t need it.”
Xie Zheng paced back and forth in the room, his hands behind his back and his brows furrowed deeply.
This was the first time Song Chunxue had ever seen him like this.
It seems that no parent can remain uninvolved, and daughters are especially frustrating and heartbreaking.
Suddenly, Xie Zheng stopped and looked at Song Chunxue.
"What would you do if you were in that situation?"
Song Chunxue looked at Xie Lingyun, "Me now?"
“If a couple has no feelings left for each other, then they should get a divorce. But this is the capital, and both the Xie and Chang families are officials. Word will spread quickly, and it won’t be good for the children in the future. No matter what, it’s better for the children to grow up with their father.”
Xie Lingyun's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively spoke.
"Father, if I want a divorce, will you agree?"
Xie Zheng put his hands behind his back and began to pace again.
“I’ve been away from the capital for a long time. You’ll inevitably face discrimination. If your relatives and friends come to laugh at you and kick you when you’re down, there will be no one to help you.”
Xie Lingyun clenched her fist, then slowly relaxed it as if she had thought of something.
“The Xie family is not short of money or manpower, right? Then make yourself as tall and fearless as a man,” Song Chunxue looked at Xie Lingyun. “Anyway, Lord Xie only has you as his child. You can support the family like a son, and no one will compete with you for the family property.”
These words were a wake-up call; no one had ever said them to Xie Lingyun before, and she stood there stunned.
Xie Zheng is the same.
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