Old Mrs. Wei endured it again and again. Just as she was about to continue, Zhao Mingzhu spoke up: "Grandma, that's not necessary."
She stood up from the ground and said with a smile, "I won't marry him - I don't care about concubines or wives. Sister Yining is right. Relying on him to support the family and revitalize the family is a joke!"
Old Mrs. Wei didn't expect Zhao Mingzhu to say this suddenly.
Zhao Mingzhu continued, "Aunt, you don't have to worry about me plotting against your Yi'er. Me plotting against him? He knew exactly what was going on, and he was just playing dumb to take advantage. I regret it now. Please don't ruin the relationship between our two families over this. I don't want your son to marry me anyway, so just treat it as a dog bite. What do you think?"
Xu felt uncomfortable listening to this and felt something was wrong all over.
When Mrs. Wei heard this, she smiled.
She also despised Wei Yi's behavior and couldn't stand what Xu said. It would be best if Zhao Mingzhu could figure it out.
She was not afraid that Zhao Mingzhu would do something wrong, but she was afraid that she would get herself into a dead end.
She beckoned Mingzhu and Yining to come over to her. She held her two granddaughters' hands and said, "Mingzhu has already said so, so I will respect her wishes. However, Yi'er can't stay in Shansong Pavilion anymore. After all, with more and more guests, the mansion is inevitably cramped..."
Xu's expression froze slightly. Mrs. Wei was ordering them to leave.
She was a proud person. At worst, she would just stop associating with the Duke of England's Mansion. There was no need for them to drive her away like that!
Without saying a word, Xu took her son, who hadn't reacted yet, and went to pack up.
Old Mrs. Wei took Yining and Zhao Mingzhu back to Jing'an Residence.
In the west side room of Jing'an Residence, Old Lady Wei was discussing marriage with the steward who had come to inquire about her marriage. Zhao Mingzhu sat on a cushion, as if she had just experienced a life-or-death situation. She had been so resolute a moment ago, but now she was unable to react and felt completely lost.
Yining brought her the fresh walnut kernels she had. Fresh walnuts were the best, much sweeter than peanuts.
Zhao Mingzhu took it and suddenly said, "Thank you."
Yining knew that she was thanking her for what happened just now. She shook her head and said, "I'm not a good person either. I just can't stand what my aunt said. I didn't mean to help you."
Zhao Mingzhu has done many things to harm her, and now she has no good feelings towards Zhao Mingzhu.
"But you helped me." Zhao Mingzhu said seriously, "I'm not a very good person, but I know how to distinguish between gratitude and resentment. You helped me, and I will repay you in the future."
She suddenly raised her head and said, "Where is your dowry list? Let me add a few items to your dowry. I have quite a few things too..."
Yi Ning refused and said, "No need, the dowry list has already been decided."
Zhao Mingzhu sighed in disappointment, leaning back against her cushions as she continued to gaze at the yellowing ginkgo trees outside. She said, "Don't mind what I say. I know it's not easy for you. Your brother... although he married you, what will happen after you're married? If he continues to treat you like a brother, wouldn't you be very pitiful? If he doesn't, you're still so young, your body hasn't even fully grown yet, how can you bear it..."
Zhao Mingzhu seemed to feel that it was not a good idea to tell Yining about this, so she ate a walnut and stopped talking.
Yi Ning pretended not to hear. Since Zhao Mingzhu was expressing goodwill to her, she would not refuse her favor. She had never spoken to Zhao Mingzhu like this before, so it was quite fresh. She didn't seem to be that bad. So she asked her, "So what are you going to do about your marriage?"
Zhao Mingzhu was a little bewildered: "I don't know." But she quickly became resolute, "I want to be the best and will never marry a scholar. When the time comes, I'll trample Wei Yi and Xu Shi under my feet and make them call me aunt."
Yining listened and smiled.
At least Zhao Mingzhu has a clear goal, which is good.
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