Zhou Shiyuan's question made Yuan Zhao laugh out loud.
Why wouldn't I dare?
"For the sake of the Yongning Marquis's mansion, I have kowtowed countless times and begged countless people over the past three years."
"Having endured so much humiliation and torment, tell me, what wouldn't I dare to do now?"
She devoted herself to the Marquis's mansion, but in the end, she only raised a bunch of ungrateful wretches.
Since she was the one who brought back the Yongning Marquis's mansion, then she might as well destroy it.
"Shut up! You're shameless. You do those disgraceful things every month, and not only are you not ashamed, you even publicize it everywhere. Yuan Zhao, have you no shame?"
Lady Yongning was so angry that her face turned red, and she looked like she couldn't breathe. But Yuan Zhao just had to add fuel to the fire.
“If I had any shame, my mother would still be hiding in my estate, too ashamed to come out.”
"you?!"
"Divorce her, Shiyuan! Divorce that slut!"
Lady Yongning shouted angrily.
It was one thing before, but they had to depend on Yuan Zhao to survive.
Moreover, the woman on either side of that person was impotent, so they turned a blind eye and let her be abused.
But now that they have returned to the Marquis's residence, if things continue like this, how will the Marquis's residence save face?
Why not take this opportunity to divorce her!
Upon hearing Zhou's mother's words, the others frowned but no one spoke. Even the Marquis of Yongning sat there calmly, unmoved.
Yuan Zhao went too far today and needs to be taught a lesson.
He couldn't divorce her, but scaring her a little would be good. Just as he was thinking this, he heard Yuan Zhao laugh.
As if he had heard something funny, Yuan Zhao burst out laughing:
"Divorce?"
Do you dare?
“Since my father could use his military merits to exchange for the glory of the Marquis’s mansion, he could naturally take them back as well.”
"Do you perhaps want to go back to the way things were three years ago?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room glared at her, but dared not utter a word of anger.
Mr. Zhou felt as if his dignity and self-respect had been trampled underfoot, and he was so angry that his hands were trembling.
Seeing them like this, Yuan Zhao's frustration eased a little.
She pointed the whip at Zhou Shiyuan and smiled sweetly:
"Your Highness, remember what I said."
"If you dare let her into the manor, I dare to break her legs."
After saying this, Yuan Zhao turned and left.
She had already wasted too much time here. Now, all she wanted to do was go back to the General's Mansion to see her father and brothers, the ones who had been beheaded for her sake.
The faint curses of a wicked woman and a jinx could be heard behind them, but no one dared to mention divorcing his wife again.
A cold smile crept across Yuan Zhao's lips.
"Miss, are we really going to leave the manor now?"
Wen Feng hesitated before speaking:
"Today's events have caused such a stir; I'm afraid it will damage Miss's reputation!"
"reputation?"
Yuan Zhao gave a self-deprecating laugh, his eyes filled with mockery and desolation:
What reputation do I still have?
She already had no reputation when she went to seek help from that wicked star.
"Besides, reputation is the least valuable thing in the world."
In her past life, she was burdened by her reputation.
Because of her bad reputation, she felt she had let Zhou Shiyuan down, so she kept backing down, eventually driving herself into a dead end.
In this life, she no longer cared about other people's opinions, only seeking to protect her family and live a comfortable life.
As for reputation, to hell with it.
In her past life, she was gentle and virtuous, yet she ended up with such a tragic fate.
In this life, she no longer cares about being kind and generous; she just wants to be a shrew.
The carriage moved slowly down the street when a rapid sound of hooves rang out. She lifted the curtain and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
A group of people dressed in flying fish robes rushed towards them. When Yuan Zhao saw the leader, his pupils shrank sharply.
It was him?!
A face more beautiful than a woman's, crimson lips, and indifferent eyes, paired with a fierce-looking gyrfalcon on its shoulder.
This is Rong Ruo, the most famous dead eunuch in the world, the fearsome commander of the Imperial Guard!
No one could replicate his style in the flying fish robe.
Even those courtiers who were dissatisfied with him had to admit that this jinx was truly good.
As famous as his appearance was his cunning.
It is rumored that tens of thousands of people died at his hands, and the imperial prison under his control was filled with screams of agony every day.
The moment Yuan Zhao saw him, every bone in his body ached.
Three years ago, this was the first person she sought help from, and it turned into a monthly nightmare.
Seemingly noticing her gaze, Rong Ruo glanced in their direction.
Their eyes met, and Yuan Zhao saw a hint of surprise in Rong Ruo's eyes at first, but then, as if remembering something, his gaze instantly turned dangerous.
Yuan Zhao quickly lowered the carriage curtain, his heart pounding wildly.
This jinx must not come near!
Yuan Zhao prayed silently in his heart.
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