When Qiao Zixi heard Su Muxi mention the scar on her face, she showed no shame whatsoever; instead, she became even more indignant.
"I'll have my brother divorce you right now, you wicked woman! Let's see how arrogant you can be then!"
"Hehe! Alright, then little sister, you should have a good talk with your brother." Su Muxi said with a light laugh, then looked at Madam Jiang, who was slowly sitting up from the couch.
"If the Marquis of Anyang's household still has any conscience, how about replacing the letter of divorce with a letter of settlement?"
Jiang was also extremely dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law, Su Muxi.
Her son is a chosen one, how could a woman of such low status and ugly appearance as Su Muxi be worthy of him?!
If it weren't for the fact that the Marquis treated Su Muxi differently, she would never have agreed to let Su Muxi into the family in the first place!
Fortunately, Su Muxi was still somewhat useful; she not only healed her daughter's face but also helped her son stand up again.
Otherwise, she would absolutely not agree to the idea of being a secondary wife!
Although Jiang looked down on Su Muxi, she pretended to be amiable on the surface.
"Mu Xi, don't speak out of anger. You've been married into the Marquis's household for three years, and everyone knows that. If you were to be divorced, what would people think of you?"
“Princess Chang Le is of noble birth, and her looks and talent are both top-notch. If Zi Mo hadn’t said so many hurtful things to her back then, you wouldn’t have had the chance to marry into the Marquis’s mansion.”
"Now that she's back in Beijing and doesn't mind your presence, you should be grateful and stop being so petty."
"Don't worry, after Zimo and the princess get married, he will move into the princess's mansion. In this marquis's mansion, you will be the only wife of the heir!"
Upon hearing Jiang's words, Su Muxi almost burst out laughing.
Not only does she have to give her husband to someone else, but she also has to stay in this mansion to serve her in-laws and sister-in-law.
Not only that, she also wants to be grateful?
Oh!
The Qiao family is simply going too far!
And what does Chiang Kai-shek mean by this?
Does the fact that they only mention divorce and not separation mean they believe she is of low status and no one can stand up for her?
"Just as Mother said, Princess Chang Le is of noble status and is in love with the young master. Although she doesn't mind my presence, I can't be so tactless! When the Marquis returns from the northern frontier, I will definitely ask to leave. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."
Despite saying this, Su Muxi did not wait for Jiang's reply, but left directly, too lazy to pay any more attention to these heartless Qiao family members!
Qiao Zixi stomped her feet in anger as she watched Su Muxi's departing figure.
"Mother! Look at that bitch Su Muxi, she doesn't take us seriously at all, she's so arrogant! Who does she think she is?! Just the daughter of a mere head of the Imperial Hospital, and she's so ugly. My sister-in-law, the princess, hasn't even said anything yet, and she's already complaining! As expected of someone from a humble family, she has no manners at all! You should just tell my brother to divorce her!"
Jiang was also quite angry with Su Muxi.
Before, when the master was in the manor, they pretended to be obedient, but now that the master is away, they've shown their true colors!
"Xi'er, go and call your brother over. Tell him I was so angry with Su Muxi that I fainted."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Zixi smiled happily.
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
…
After returning to her room, Su Muxi took out the account book and began to calculate carefully.
Her mother passed away shortly after giving birth to her, but left her a large dowry.
Two of them are shops.
One was a medicine shop, and the other was a rouge shop.
She took over the two shops when she was thirteen years old. Although she was not very good at business, the two shops still had a very considerable annual income under her management.
After marrying into the Marquis of Anyang's household, all the medicinal herbs used by the Marquis of Anyang's household would be obtained from her shop.
Jiang claimed that the good stuff should not go to outsiders, but after three years, he had not given her a single copper coin.
She was married into a higher social class, and the Marquis of Anyang had been kind to her father, so she never asked Madam Jiang for money, fearing that it would cause a rift and make things awkward for both of them.
Over the past three years, the Marquis of Anyang has repaid all the kindness she owed her father, so the Su family does not owe the Qiao family anything!
If that's the case, it's time for her to leave this Marquis's residence.
However, before leaving, she insisted on getting back all the money that Madam Jiang had promised to give her!
Meanwhile, Qiao Ziming, who had just changed his clothes, felt a tingling sensation in his legs. Before he could examine them carefully, he heard Qiao Zixi's voice at the door.
"Brother! Something terrible has happened! Mother has fainted from anger caused by Su Muxi!"
"…What?!"
Qiao Ziming disregarded the discomfort in his legs and hurriedly pushed open the door, striding towards Jiang's courtyard.
When Qiao Ziming arrived, Madam Jiang was slowly sitting up from the couch with the help of her maid, Qiao Hui.
Qiao Ziming hurriedly stepped forward to help her up. Seeing that although Jiang Shi's complexion was not very good, she seemed to be alright, and his heart finally settled down.
"Mother, how are you feeling? I'll have someone call Mu Xi over to take a look at you right away!"
Jiang was in poor health when she gave birth to Qiao Zixi, and Su Muxi has been taking care of her for the past three years. That's why Qiao Ziming subconsciously wanted to find Su Muxi.
Unexpectedly, these words drew a cold snort from Qiaohui.
"Hmph! The madam was made to faint by the young mistress!"
At the opportune moment, Madam Jiang gently called out, "Qiaohui! Don't talk too much!"
Qiao Ziming frowned: "Mother, what exactly happened?"
Madam Jiang sighed, and said with a hint of grievance, "You requested permission to marry Princess Chang Le, and I was afraid Mu Xi would be upset, so I called her here to try and persuade her, but I never expected..."
At this point, Jiang stopped talking and subtly gave Qiaohui a wink.
Qiaohui understood and spoke angrily, "Not only is the young mistress ungrateful, but she also spoke rudely to the madam and young lady, saying that she will wait for the Marquis to return from the northern frontier to stand up for her!"
The reason why Qiao Ziming pleaded with the emperor to grant him a marriage while his father was in the northern frontier was because he was afraid that his father would object to him marrying Yingying.
For some reason, her father doted on Su Muxi even more than his own daughter.
Even if Su Muxi asked for the moon in the sky, her father would probably try his best to fulfill her wish.
Fortunately, Su Muxi was honest enough not to make any excessive demands.
But if Su Muxi cries a few words when her father returns, will her father risk his life to go to the palace to beg the emperor to withdraw the marriage decree?
Just as Qiao Ziming was getting worried, a maid walked in.
"Madam, I just went to the kitchen to ask someone to make you a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, but the kitchen staff said that the young mistress had all the medicinal herbs in the storeroom locked up and that they are not allowed to be used casually..."
This had never happened before, and the maid was somewhat at a loss. Seeing that Madam Jiang's expression was not good, she hesitated and said, "Should I go and talk to the young mistress?"
"Outrageous!" Jiang shouted, then swayed and actually felt dizzy.
Qiaohui hurriedly helped Jiang Shi up, and looking at Qiao Ziming's handsome face, she said angrily, "Young Madam is really too much! With Madam here, Madam is still the one who calls the shots in this Marquis's mansion. When did we have to beg Young Madam for even a ginseng root?!"
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