Chapter 109 Chapter 109 I Agree to Divorce
Qin repeated the story, "What's the point of just having a memorial tablet? We need to find the burial site and burn a proper incense stick to show our filial respect."
Her words were like a nail that firmly nailed Duan Wenpei to the spot.
He took Nan Xu's hand, slowly turned around and looked at everyone standing in the ancestral hall behind him with a sharp gaze.
The dim flame of the eternal lamp hung above everyone's head. At a glance, those familiar faces were full of wriggling grooves, and shadows swayed in the grooves, as if mocking his stamping feet.
They gradually merged with the ancestral hall and could no longer be distinguished from each other.
Feeling the stiffness of the person beside her, Nan Xu's heart was filled with bitterness. She couldn't help but curl her little finger to tickle his palm, but there was no response for a long time.
"What did you say? Say it again."
The gentle, motherly smile on Qin's face finally cracked slightly. She covered her lips and said with a hint of pride, "What's wrong with this child today? Why don't you understand what I'm saying? Haven't you always wanted to know where your mother was buried after her death? As long as you do what your father wants, not only can I not take away Wang Yuxiu's tablet, I'll even tell you where your mother is buried in front of everyone today."
She paused, glanced at Nan Xu, and said in a gentle voice with a hint of provocation, "It all depends on whether you are willing to let go of this child."
What are you willing to give up?
Is it his own face or his own wife.
Duan Wenpei felt his body alternately hot and cold.
One of his worries was that after his mother passed away suddenly, Zhao Mingcheng buried her secretly without telling him. When he found out, he went crazy and searched near the Zhao family's ancestral tomb, but found nothing.
Later, he finally found the place by following clues, but Qin got there first and dug up his mother's bones before him.
He was full of resentment and hatred. His eyes burned with anger, and he killed several of Qin's long-time attendants in front of her, but in doing so he violated the so-called clan rules.
After Zhao Mingcheng learned the whole story, he just slapped Qin a few times and let her go lightly, but he took out all his anger on him and actually agreed with Qin and the clan's wishes to deal with him according to the clan law.
How could he give in? So, that night, with the help of three members of the Zhou family, he escaped from the clan's secret prison, and this escape lasted for more than ten years.
Day and night for the past ten years, he has been thinking about the same thing: what did he do wrong? What did Grandpa and Mother do wrong? Why would Zhao Mingcheng treat them like this?
He let go of Nan Xu's hand, suppressing the rage rising in his heart. He floated to Zhao Mingcheng's side like a ghost and grabbed his neck with lightning speed. "Tell me, where is my mother buried?!"
Zhao Mingcheng is old after all. From the fact that Duan Wenpei easily pulled his whip just now, he knew that his son was no longer the child he could easily control more than ten years ago.
He knew he couldn't escape, so he stopped struggling and just opened his eyelids and looked at him with disdain, as if to say, "If you have the guts, just strangle me to death."
"Okay...you...just do as I ask you to do first."
Duan Wenpei's grip kept tightening, Qin couldn't help but scream, and she and Zhao Huaian and Zhao Huaiyou were about to go forward to save people.
But it was dispelled by Duan Wenpei's internal force.
"dream!"
"Anyway, when you tried to enforce clan law on me over a decade ago, I wanted to kill you. I've lived through these extra years and have stained my hands with countless blood. I'm not afraid of one more."
His face was eerie, his eyes were red as he looked at the person in front of him, his fingers tightening again and again.
It was the first time that Nan Xu saw such a terrifying Duan Wenpei. Thinking of the rumors about him in Kyoto, she couldn't help but feel a chill on her back.
It would be easy to kill Zhao Mingcheng now, but Duan Wenpei would be charged with patricide in the future.
Even after killing Zhao Mingcheng, he still didn't know where A Niang was. What would happen next? Would he kill Qin and her son without a care in the world?
Seeing Zhao Mingcheng's face flushed but still showing no resistance, Nan Xu's mind was buzzing... The Zhao family, the Zhao family that occupied Shu, how could the head of the family surrender?
She almost instinctively lifted the hem of her skirt and pounced towards Duan Wenpei. Duan Wenpei couldn't bear to hurt her, so he gathered his internal strength and caught her with his other arm.
"Ah Xu, stop messing around and stand aside."
Nan Xu held his face in her hands and said anxiously, "Don't be like this, Huaizhou. It's more important to find out where A Niang is. Don't kill anyone, don't kill your own father..."
Before she could finish her words, a strong wind suddenly blew towards Nan Xu from behind, and Duan Wenpei had to withdraw his hand and protect Nan Xu behind him.
Zhao Huaian and another young woman took this opportunity to rescue Zhao Mingcheng.
It was during this brief incident that Zhao Huaian gave an order and many people rushed into the ancestral hall.
"Give me back the lives of my sons from the Zhou family!"
"Yes, there are also people from my Yuan family who died in Kyoto!"
The people who came were from the three surnames of "Tu Liao" and they had been lying in ambush here long ago.
Except for the Jin family who were good at forging and did not speak, the other two families glared at Duan Wenpei.
The small ancestral hall was surrounded by tigers.
Such a scene, like a nightmare, brought out the trapped beast in Duan Wenpei's heart. He said nothing more, drew out his sword and went forward to meet the enemy.
Wherever the sword passed, there was wailing and blood splattered. Nan Xu gritted his teeth and looked at the tall figure who had almost lost his mind.
That was Duan Wenpei, whom she had never truly understood or known...
Liu Hui and Yu Rong waited and waited but their master did not show up. They felt something was wrong, so they knocked down the doorman and went to the ancestral hall in the backyard as if they were familiar with the route. They dealt with people from three surnames along the way and finally managed to get outside the ancestral hall.
At this time, the fight was nearing its end, and the blood and energy rushing into the sky made even those who were used to it cover their mouths and noses.
Duan Wenpei was filled with murderous intent, his body was covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of others; the few remaining people of Yuan Zhou who were half-leaning beside him tried their best to protect Zhao Huaian, who had been hit by countless swords; and standing in front of the empty space where the tablets of the ancestors of the Zhao family were enshrined were the spotless Zhao Mingcheng, Qin, and Zhao Huaiyou who was held tightly by Qin.
Nan Xu hugged the tablet that Duan Wenpei gave her and huddled in a corner behind him, shivering.
Seeing Liu Hui and the others come in, Duan Wenpei wiped the blood off his face, slowly extended his hand towards Nan Xu and called her softly, "Ah Xu, come here."
He no longer had any human form at this moment, but looked like an evil ghost rolling over a mountain of knives in the Hall of Yama.
Nan Xu looked at his hand which was also covered in blood, and reached out with trembling hands. Just when she was about to hold Duan Wenpei, he withdrew his hand, lifted up the hem of his clothes and wiped it twice with the cleaner side. When there was no more blood, he suddenly pulled Nan Xu in front of him.
He seemed to want to say something, but didn't dare to come forward. His dark eyes flickered, and his blood-red eyes kept sinking deeper and deeper.
He was a little at a loss as to how to comfort her trembling body, but he knew how horrible he was now; he wanted to cover her eyes, but seeing that his clean palms were stained with dirty blood dripping from her wrists, he could only stagger back a few steps.
Confusion, regret, murderous intent, sorrow, longing... Although she couldn't make out his face, Nan Xu could feel it.
She knew she was scared, and vaguely knew that her heart was broken for the person in front of her, but she seemed unable to do anything.
"Send the lady away!"
"Walk!"
He roared at Liu Hui and the others, no longer looking at Nan Xu, but only holding the sword and flowers, looking gloomily at Zhao Mingcheng and the others.
"I ask again, where is A Niang's grave?"
Zhao Mingcheng remained silent.
Qin choked and pushed Zhao Huaiyou to hide behind Zhao Mingcheng. Zhao Mingyou wanted to speak with tears in his eyes, but Qin covered his mouth tightly. "I still say the same thing. Kneel down and apologize, divorce your wife and remarry, and I will tell Zheng-"
Before she could finish her words, the sharp sword flew out of her hand and rushed towards her, but was blocked by Zhao Mingcheng and stabbed into the pillar next to her.
The sword tassel swayed, Duan Wenpei approached, Zhao Mingcheng swung the whip, no longer showing mercy, behind him were Zhao Huaian, Liu Hui, Yu Rong and others who were waiting for an opportunity to act.
Seeing his weak and no longer as nimble footsteps, Nan Xu's tears instantly burst out.
She held the tablet tightly in her arms and shouted loudly into the ancestral hall: "I promise."
There was a moment of silence in the ancestral hall.
Nan Xu held back her chattering teeth and repeated, "I'll agree on his behalf."
Duan Wenpei turned and looked at her in disbelief, his voice almost squeezed out of his throat, "Do you know what you are saying?"
Tears had blurred her eyes, and no matter how hard Nan Xu tried to wipe them away, she couldn't wipe them away. She just walked forward without seeing clearly, and touched Duan Wenpei's hand tremblingly.
"I know, I know everything. Huaizhou, just this once, let me be willful just this once, okay?"
"Not good." His voice was cold, cold to the bone.
Nan Xu put down the tablet in her hand and slowly hugged him. She wanted to warm him with her body temperature, but her tears fell on his clothes, and gradually she could not tell which were tears and which were blood.
"You've pushed me so many times, now it's my turn."
"Duan Huaizhou, remember, I am the aunt of your father-in-law, the one you have worshipped and entered the bridal chamber with. I will always be that."
As soon as the sound fell, Nan Xu knelt straight down in front of him, so fast that Duan Wenpei had no time to stop him.
"Father, I will call you father for now. Husband and wife are one. I will do what Huaizhou cannot do. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please be so kind as to tell me where my mother is buried."
"Get up." Duan Wenpei leaned over to hug her, but was pushed away by Nan Xu.
Qin glanced at Zhao Mingcheng, who had an expressionless face, and raised two fingers towards Nan Xu.
Nan Xu lowered her eyes and pulled out a piece of paper from her bosom, unfolding it for the two to see. "This is the divorce agreement Huaizhou wrote on the night of our wedding. All we need to do is sign and seal it."
Ever since Nan Xu pushed him away, Duan Wenpei had been holding her shoulders tightly. Seeing the paper and the divorce agreement, he reached out to grab it with bloodshot eyes, wanting to tear it to pieces, but Zhao Mingcheng snatched it away before him.
Black and white words can't be lied to. Zhao Mingcheng looked at Duan Wenpei in surprise and snorted coldly, "I accept your apology, but I want a divorce, not a divorce..."
"What's the difference? I'm from the Nan family, and the marriage was arranged by His Majesty. We've been married for only half a year, and I haven't violated the seven grounds for divorce. I can only divorce, not divorce."
Zhao Mingcheng looked at the divorce agreement in his hand again, stroked his beard and finally smiled.
"Okay, let's do it."
"You old bastard! Don't even think about it!"
Duan Wenpei stood up and tried to grab the divorce papers from his hand. Zhao Mingcheng took two steps back. A group of men in black appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Duan Wenpei.
Seeing this, Yu Rong was about to lead his men forward, but the Jin family, who had not intervened, blocked their way.
Zhao Mingcheng looked at the ferocious Duan Wenpei, raised the divorce agreement in his hand and smiled contemptuously, "If you dare to do this again, I will dig up your mother and grind her bones to dust!"
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