"I've been a slave to the Jin family for so many years, and I almost lost my life. I've already repaid what I owed them," Jin Ming said coldly to Hong Ying. "But you, you don't respect the virtues of a wife. You neither obey your husband nor your children. You deserve to be divorced!"
As he spoke, Jin Ming picked up his pen again, wrote a letter of divorce, and threw it directly at Hong Ying's face.
“Jinming,” Hongying felt humiliated, “You really are something, wanting to divorce this old hag like me? Dream on, I’m going to go and demand justice from the madam right now.”
“Mother,” Jin Yong said with a bitter expression, “how can you still not understand? Things are different now than before, they are not the same as they used to be.”
Previously, he was a servant of the Jin family, and naturally dared not disobey his master's orders. Now, his father harbors deep hatred for the Jin family and will only add fuel to the fire.
He was truly exasperated; even now, his mother still refused to back down to his father.
Is it really that hard to just lower your head? Is it more important than getting dumped?
"I don't care about any of that," Hongying glared at the three of them. "If you're not going to get away with this, don't even think about having any fun yourself!"
"Mother, please don't..."
"Let her go," Jin Ming suddenly spoke up, "She wants to die, why stop her!"
"What do you mean by that?" Hongying became alert. "Are you trying to harm me?"
“Mother, you’ve misunderstood,” Jin Yong explained. “This has nothing to do with Father. If the master’s family finds out that Father has returned alive, they will definitely try to use you to control us. We have already been released from our indenture. The only person the Jin family can control is you.”
Upon hearing this, Hongying suddenly froze.
After a moment, realizing what had happened, she was so angry that her chest trembled. "You tricked me?"
I'm certain I have no choice but to accept my fate!
"Take it quickly," Jin Ming didn't want to say a word of nonsense. "After we re-register our household registration, we'll be completely cut off from each other."
In the end, Jin Ming's voice contained a hint of relief.
He really, really didn't want to put up with Hongying at all.
Upon hearing this, Hongying glared angrily at Jinming, "After so many years of marriage, do you really have to be so ruthless?"
If it weren't for his influence in the master's household, Jinming would have remained a lowly page until his death. He had reaped so many benefits, yet he was kicked aside. Why?
"If you act unjustly first, don't blame me for being unjust in return!"
"Fine!" Hongying pressed her fingerprint on the divorce papers, then pointed at the three of them, "This house was given to me by the madam. You three ungrateful wretches, get out of here!"
Hearing this, even though he knew that Hongying's words were largely unfounded, Jinming did not refute them. "Alright, the yard is yours, and you can keep all your belongings. Yong'er, Yingying, let's go."
He never intended to stay here in the first place!
“Dad,” Jin Yong said sadly, “we haven’t had time to pack our luggage yet, let’s just leave.”
After the three left, Hongying flew into a rage, grabbed a stool and smashed things, even throwing the incense burner that had been offered as sacrifices outside.
“Father,” Jin said, also somewhat saddened, “Come to my house. Let’s get better first, then we can talk about other things.”
"No rush, let's get the household registration sorted out first, then go to Huangjiakou."
Although they had long planned where to stay, things happened so suddenly that they hadn't decided yet. If they didn't go to Huangjiakou, they would have to go to an inn.
However, he did not want to confront the Jin family directly. No matter what, the Jin family had nurtured him and saved his life. Without the Jin family, he would have starved to death eight hundred years ago.
Therefore, even now, he has no intention of seeking revenge.
From now on, we'll keep to ourselves and never interact again.
"Aren't you going to find Uncle Akiyama?"
"No rush, let me find out the situation first."
At Juquanlou, Han Yi brought some melons back, only to be told that Wang Xuan and his servant had already left.
Did they say where they went?
"Young Master," the steward said, taking out a letter, "a letter left for you by Young Master Wang."
Upon receiving the letter, Han Yi learned that the person had gone to the town's pharmacy and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "You all continue to handle the prodigy competition. I'm going out for a bit and will be back this afternoon."
"Don't worry, young master, everything has been arranged. We'll just have to wait and see the results tomorrow."
"Yes, thank you for your hard work," Han Yi nodded, then said to Han Yun, "Let's change horses, we're heading out."
At the pharmacy, time ticked by, and the medicinal bath finally ended.
As Ji Xuan stepped out of the bathtub, she suddenly felt as if she had been transported to another world.
"Master," Qi Yong said solicitously, "This servant will wipe your hair and prepare some hot tea to soothe your throat first."
"Hmm," Ji Xuan said, sounding a little tired, "Prepare some more food."
“This servant has already made some snacks,” Qi Yong explained as he wiped them, “They should be almost steamed by now, and I’ll bring them over in a bit.”
As she spoke, she quickly helped Ji Xuan put on her clothes.
Sitting down in a chair and taking a sip of tea, Ji Xuan finally felt a sense of reality. "It's finally over!"
"Your Majesty, is this medicinal bath effective?"
"Yes, the process was a bit painful, but the medicine was quite effective."
He felt a warm current flowing through his abdomen, nourishing his entire body. Although he was weak, it brought a touch of vitality, injecting some life into his long-ailing body.
"Doctor Gu is indeed a highly skilled physician," Qi Yong said with a smile that made his face wrinkle like a chrysanthemum. "Your Majesty, please rest assured. You are the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, protected by Heaven. You will surely be able to turn misfortune into good fortune and danger into safety."
"All you do is say are sweet words to flatter me," Ji Xuan shook her head. "I hope so!"
"Your Majesty," Liu Zhiyuan said, bringing over a bowl of medicinal soup, "this soup was prepared using a special method and is most suitable for drinking now."
"Thank you for your trouble, Lord Liu," Qi Yong's resentment towards Liu Zhiyuan vanished instantly. "I'll just serve the master his medicine and trouble you to pick out a plate of pastries from the pot for His Majesty to have something to eat."
"Eunuch Qi," Liu Zhiyuan said, raising his head and speaking slowly and deliberately, "His Majesty's health is weak. During his recuperation period, he can only eat soup. Remember not to make any more pastries in the future."
Upon hearing this, Qi Yong's hand holding the medicine trembled, and he gritted his teeth as he asked, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
That bitch is deliberately trying to make him look bad!
"I apologize, I was too busy and forgot to tell you," he said, bowing to Ji Xuan. "I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave for now."
"My dear minister, please go and attend to your business."
After Liu Zhiyuan left, Qi Yong served Ji Xuan her medicine before venting his dissatisfaction, "Your Majesty, Liu Zhiyuan did it on purpose. He was probably laughing at me while watching this old servant bustling around making pastries."
"Don't talk nonsense," Ji Xuan coughed lightly. "It's normal for Minister Liu to forget to give instructions when he has many miscellaneous matters to attend to."
"You were incredibly relaxed while staring at me for so long," Qi Yong said, clearly dissatisfied. "You were doing it on purpose!"
“You,” Ji Xuan shook her head, “you really need to change this tendency to offend people. Now that I’m protecting you, no one dares to do anything, but what if…”
“There’s no such thing as ‘what if’,” Qi Yong interrupted directly. “It would be best if Your Majesty could protect this old servant for the rest of his life. If not, this old servant will be buried with Your Majesty!”
Anyway, he had no father, no mother, no brothers, no children.
Rather than living a lonely and miserable life alone, it's better to stay by your master's side.
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