Qi Che's face turned pale, and he was about to push Zhixia, but he heard Chu Qingniang's voice coming from inside the house: "Zhixia, let him in!"
Zhixia glared at Qi Che and moved aside.
Inside the house, Chu Qingniang was sitting at the desk in front of the window. The spring sunshine poured in, casting a layer of glow on her body, making her look very peaceful and calm.
Qi Che paused, and an indescribable feeling of loss surged in his heart.
In my impression, Chu Qingniang has always been gentle and calm. After three years of marriage, her emotions have always been stable.
Nothing seemed to change her color.
"Qing Niang." Qi Che took a deep breath and sat down opposite the desk with an earnest attitude.
"I know you are angry, but marrying Gu Yanran is a helpless act.
Prime Minister Gu has controlled the Ministry of Personnel for many years. If I refuse the marriage on the spot, not only will my position as a waiter in the Imperial Academy be in jeopardy, but the lives of the entire Qi family may also be in jeopardy. Qingniang, I think you can't bear to see my ten years of hard work go to waste, right?"
The sunlight passed through the white jade paperweight in Chu Qingniang's hand, casting a cold shadow on her fingertips.
She put down her pen and stared at Qi Che with a cold gaze: "So, when you swore in front of my father's spirit that you would be my only love in this life, it was also a helpless act?"
Qi Che looked away with a guilty look on his face and continued, "This is a different time. Now I am in an important position. Which high-ranking official in the court doesn't have three wives and four concubines?"
"Qingniang, although I married her, you are the only one I love in my heart. I am just playing with her. I know that I have wronged you by doing this, but can you bear the injustice for me?"
Chu Qingniang's eyes were like water: "So, you can ruthlessly demote my wife to a concubine, watch me suffer, and hope that I will be sensible and accept it?"
"Qi Che, in fact, you should have thought of a way out long before you came to Beijing. No - maybe even earlier." Chu Qingniang stared at him without blinking: "Qi Che, you should have realized three years ago that relying on your identity as a poor student, even if you pass the imperial examination, it would be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the officialdom without financial support. Therefore, you need a helper who can help you concentrate on obtaining honors and becoming an official."
Faced with Chu Qingniang's questioning, Qi Che's body suddenly stiffened, and he almost couldn't maintain the affection on his face.
"No, Qingniang, how could you think of me like this?" There was a trace of hurt in Qi Che's eyes. He tried to reach out and hold Chu Qingniang's hand, but she avoided him without leaving a trace.
"Qingniang, we have been married for three years. You sewed clothes for me and I drew your eyebrows. We respected each other, supported each other, and supported each other. Have you forgotten all this? How could you miss me like this?"
"You don't know that the court is like a battlefield. Without strong support, it would be difficult for me to display my knowledge even if I have a lot of knowledge. Gu can help me get closer to the center, but you..." He paused, "Although you are virtuous, you are the daughter of a merchant after all. You are of no benefit to my career."
Chu Qingniang looked at him without saying a word, then suddenly laughed, with a hint of sadness in her laughter.
"So you traded me for your career?
When you got married, you said, "A wife is a partner." Now you can clearly distinguish between what is a benefit and what is a burden."
A merchant's daughter is of no use...
It turned out that in his eyes, her status was always inferior to others.
Chu Qingniang stood up, her voice tinged with sarcasm.
"Qi Che, three years ago, I thought you were pure and kind, caring about your country, and was moved by your deep affection, so I committed myself to you and was willing to be your good wife, cooking for you, and serving your sick widowed mother. Previously, you were ridiculed and derogated by your classmates because of your poverty, and it was me who paid for the academy so that you could study without distraction. When you went to Beijing to take the exam, it was me who sold my dowry to pack your luggage."
"You keep saying that I am the daughter of a merchant and that I am not worthy of your current status. But if it weren't for me, you and your son would have starved to death or died of illness three years ago. How could you have achieved all this today?"
"You are a real man, Qi Che. You can even break your original oath. You are so ungrateful and you are so ungrateful. How can you be worthy of the title of the top scholar?"
With every word Chu Qingniang said, Qi Che's face became uglier.
By the end, it could be described as black as the bottom of a pot.
He stood up suddenly and said sternly: "Qing Niang, you are just relying on my favor to be spoiled.
Yes, I broke my oath first, but so what? I just made a mistake that all men in the world would make. Yes, you paid for my studies, but if I hadn't been talented and passed the imperial examination, could your money have bought me the phoenix crown of a royal lady? "
He was breathing heavily, as if he had finally torn off the jade-like exterior, revealing his corrupt and greedy heart.
"Do you think that if you give me a few coins, I can repay you for your kindness forever? But don't forget, when you were injured and lost your memory, it was me who rescued you in the rain!"
These words cut into Chu Qingniang's heart like a sharp sword. She looked at the twisted man in front of her and suddenly felt terribly unfamiliar.
"Then let's get divorced!"
After a while, Chu Qingniang suddenly spoke up and said calmly, "Qi Che, since you saved me before, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. The three years of support, including this house, will all belong to you. You only need to write a letter of divorce. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other, whether we get married or not. You can pursue your own path to success, and I will not share a husband with anyone else.
So, let's get divorced! This will be good for both you and me!"
Qi Che looked at her indifferent expression and serious tone, and felt a surge of anger rising from his head. He was about to be unable to suppress it.
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