Chapter 14 No Regrets I hope you don’t have any regrets, and want to return to the Marquis’ Mansion…
"No."
"If Xue Huaiyuan still wants to attack Furong Mountain in this life, I will still make the same mistake you thought I made before. So we won't be able to live happily in this life."
A relationship that lasts for more than ten years is not something that happens overnight. Even if you raise a cat or a rabbit and it gets bitten, you will still feel sad when the day comes for separation. But if you know that the fruit will be bitter, would you still want to take another bite? That would be foolish.
As Chai Heng spoke, he took off the knife from his waist, and while Yang Yan was still unconscious, he grabbed his hand, cut his fingertip with the tip of the knife and took a drop of blood, then took the divorce letter and forced his finger on it.
Thinking that since he was bleeding, it would be a waste, he simply used the blood from his fingertips to rub his own fingers, doing it in one go, and at the same time, he also pressed his own fingerprints.
In this way, a valid letter of divorce is obtained.
Her movements were done in one go, as smooth as flowing water, without any reluctance.
Seeing this, Yang Yan trembled with anger and sneered calmly: "Chai Heng, don't tell me, you still want to return to Furong Mountain?"
"You and I both know what Furong Mountain went through in our past lives. It's also true that those uncles and aunts on your mountain are remnants of the previous dynasty. Prince Jing can protect them for twenty years, but not forever. Once Prince Jing dies and the Jingnan Army disbands, they will be prey to the imperial power. Are you giving up your good life as a marquis' wife to become a piece of fat meat on the chopping board?"
He spoke condescendingly, his words bluntly but truthfully.
After the death of Master and his mistress, Furong Mountain suddenly lost its support. The Sage had aged, and those old grudges from the previous dynasty were constantly on his mind, so he constantly sought to kill as many of his old comrades as possible to accompany him in death. Even if Xue Huaiyuan hadn't divined the Sage's will and led the Xue Family Army to set fire to the mountain and kill everyone on it in order to protect the Xue Family's wealth and glory, there would still be Ma Huaiyuan and Lin Huaiyuan.
There is not much difference between them.
In fact, Chai Heng knew very well that if she had not married him in her previous life, she would still be staying in Furong Mountain and might have died earlier.
But so what?
That was a matter of the previous life. If you don’t try it in this life, who knows what the result will be?
"I have never expected that the path I choose in this life will be more correct than the one in my previous life, but Yang Yan, I am very sure that if I continue to follow the same path as in my previous life, it will definitely be wrong." Chai Heng smiled firmly.
"So, you're going to the Jingwei Division, where even dogs won't stay?"
"I know Cui Rushi promised you to go to Youzhou, closer to Furong Mountain. But Chai Heng, how much can you trust Cui Rushi's drunken promise?" Yang Yan rubbed the ring on his finger, his eyes full of mockery. "If you can't leave, you'll find that working for the government has different levels. If you meet me in the capital, you will have to kneel down and call me 'Sir'. Are you willing?"
"I don't want to, but if my colleagues can do it, so can I." Chai Heng answered frankly.
Since she said so.
Yang Yan naturally had nothing to say: "Then I hope you won't regret it and come back to find me one day." As he said this, he couldn't help but clench the ring in his hand.
"As long as I'm not crazy, I'll never regret it."
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Chai Heng moved out of the Pingling Marquis's residence the day after she and Yang Yan signed their divorce agreement. Early that morning, she received some unpleasant news. Just as Yang Yan had predicted, Cui Rushi had sent someone to inform her that there was no shortage of personnel in Youzhou. The procedures she had gone through yesterday were for her to remain in the capital. The token she had received was purely a memento and of little use. She would be starting work at the Jingwei Zhengsi in the capital in three days.
Cui Rushi has always been an unreliable person.
Chai Heng was displeased upon receiving the news early in the morning, but she was busy moving her belongings out of the Pingling Marquisate and had no time to argue with him. She planned to temporarily stay at a villa outside the capital and settle in before addressing him.
"Sir, why did Madam ask several people to pack up things? I even saw people moving the wood from the west wing out."
Zhou Jiu was the first person to notice something was amiss in this mansion. Chai Heng's pile of broken wood used to be left there untouched, even if it was moldy, she would always give it a once-over before deciding whether to throw it away. Now, it was all being carried out.
Ever since Chai Heng began packing her belongings for her departure that morning, Yang Yan hadn't set foot in the bedroom. Out of sight, out of mind, he stayed in his study, sorting through official documents sent from the Ministry of War. The winter sun filtered through the cracks in the window, casting a faint silhouette on his handsome face. He himself had no idea how many documents he had read.
"There will be no wife in this house in the future." Yang Yan replied to Zhou Jiu indifferently without even raising his head.
Zhou Jiu was dumbfounded this time: "But last night, you clearly carried your wife back. And your wife seemed quite happy."
Yang Yan: "Is there ever a day when she is unhappy?"
Zhou Jiu replied truthfully: "That's not the case. Every time Miss Xue comes to see you and stays with you in the study, Madam is not very happy."
Yang Yan seemed to recall something when he heard him say that, but he quickly dismissed it and said, "She's just being petty, who can she blame?"
"Aunt Xue was a miraculous doctor when she was alive. She saved my mother's life and mine. Xue Ruyue asked me to borrow a few Jinshilu. What's wrong with me lending them to her?"
Hearing this, Zhou Jiu's scalp tingled, and he suddenly understood why Chai Heng was moving things out at this moment.
"But you were asking me for advice on how to ease the relationship between husband and wife. Do you think you should go and ask her while she is still at home?"
"Who?" Yang Yan felt as if he had heard a huge joke. He had never begged anyone in his life, so why should he beg her? Beg her to come back?
He didn't have to have Chai Heng as his wife. If he chose someone else, he would have less mess to clean up like in his previous life.
Sensing Yang Yan's displeasure, Zhou Jiu swallowed back what he wanted to say, "Then... I'll leave first."
"Wait."
Yang Yan suddenly closed the document in his hand and said, "Take out all the banknotes in the treasury and stuff them into her bag while she is counting her clothes."
He had no interest in how she would live in the future, but after all, they had been married for more than ten years, so if she needed money one day, she would have it with her so that she wouldn't embarrass him.
"Okay." Zhou Jiu swallowed and ran to the warehouse quickly.
It took Chai Heng an entire morning to transport the pile of wood, and by the time they left the mansion it was already noon. Fortunately, it was still winter, so it wasn't too hot. After returning Xiangqiao's indenture to her, she stepped out of the mansion. Lu Shichu was waiting for her at the gate. He had rented a few carriages for her. The house in the suburbs of Beijing, which had been given to her by her master and his mistress the year she got married, had also been cleaned up by Lu Shichu.
After getting in the car, Lu Shichu asked her, "Your divorce is a big deal. Do you want to inform Madam Chai?"
"Need not."
Informing her would be equivalent to getting beaten, and Chai Heng was not stupid enough to ask for a beating herself.
"What if she knew?"
"She'll know it if she knows. She will know it sooner or later. The divorce is already over. She likes Yang Yan as a son-in-law so much, so it's okay to let Xue Ruyue, her goddaughter, marry him. For my mother, it's a win-win situation." Chai Heng said quietly. He already knew Su Baiyu's mother very well.
After she came back from Xirong, she suddenly became indifferent from the obedient daughter she used to be, which surprised Lu Shichu a little.
But everything in the world has its reasons. Lu Shichu did not ask any more questions, but said:
"Master wrote to me saying that the war in Xirong will be settled in less than a month. He and Master's wife will come to the capital first. I just learned that Cui Rushi lied to you. So, do you want to serve him as his subordinate in the Beijing Guards for a month, or wait for Master and Master's wife directly in the suburbs of the capital?"
"Be his subordinate for a month."
Chai Heng thought that people can't always be idle, otherwise they will get moldy.
Lu Shichu also knew that she was a person who could not sit still, so since that was the case, he had no choice but to follow her.
"The Jingwei Division is very close to my house. Since Master and his wife are not here, I am your relative. If you encounter any troubles or have any disputes with your colleagues, you can come to me."
Chai Heng felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she heard this, thinking back to her previous life when Yang Yan always sneered and said her senior brother was a little bitch. She thought sadly in her heart that he was the little bitch, so mean, despicable, shameless and shameless.
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