Reborn Doctor Concubine Chapter 103: Divorce

The Right Pri Minister’s Residence in the Capital.

"ng Qichao, if you sign this divorce agreent, then all is well. If you don’t sign, then I can only make a trip to the palace." Madam Qu’s attitude was firm as she looked at the Right Pri Minister, whose face had turned black with anger.

"Jin’niang, why are you suddenly bringing this up again? Can’t we just live well together from now on?" The Right Pri Minister softened his tone, trying to persuade her.

Madam Qu sneered: "Live well? For nearly twenty years, I’ve also wanted to live well, but have you let ? High office and generous salary have blinded your eyes; flirtatious won have ensnared your heart. You’ve long forgotten the solemn oath you made when you asked for my hand—to abandon it ant losing your office and title, and not dying a good death. Look at your conduct today; sooner or later, the oath will be fulfilled. Sign the divorce agreent early, lest you implicate us, mother and daughter."

The Right Pri Minister wasn’t foolish; how could he possibly sign?

With Madam Qu around, he essentially had a death-exemption plaque.

Madam Zhao hurried over, her face lighting up with joy upon seeing the divorce agreent on the table.

If Madam Qu is divorced, her day will finally co.

But before she could speak, a sentence from the Right Pri Minister made her face turn pale with fright.

"Jin’niang, it was my fault before. Give another chance. The stewardship of this residence will be handed over to you."

Madam Zhao looked up: "Master?"

But the Right Pri Minister ignored her, only looking at Madam Qu.

Madam Zhao gritted her teeth.

Madam Qu, however, scoffed and said: "Who cares? Enough nonsense. Are you signing today or not?"

The Right Pri Minister, his patience worn thin by her insistence, said unhappily: "Rou’er is my daughter; she cannot leave the Pri Minister’s residence. Are you sure you can bear to part with her?"

He knew she couldn’t bear it, which was why he wanted to use ng Zhirou to trap her.

ng Zhirou, who was supporting Madam Qu, suddenly looked up at this mont and said calmly: "I want to leave with Mother."

The Right Pri Minister roared angrily: "Do you want to be unfilial and rebellious? His Majesty governs the world with benevolence and filial piety. Disobedience is a grave cri, punishable by death at most, or exile at the very least."

ng Zhirou’s face turned slightly pale, but the determination in her eyes didn’t waver in the slightest.

Madam Qu said coldly: "ng Qichao, have you forgotten? You married into my family!"

The Right Pri Minister’s face suddenly darkened.

Back then, Duke Qu was still the Grand Tutor, powerful and influential in the capital.

And he was just an ordinary scholar. Indeed, when they married, he had married into her family.

Later, after Duke Qu retired to his hotown, he had also beco independent...

Madam Qu’s first child was a son, who took her surna Qu, but he died before reaching the age of three.

At that ti, he secretly blad Madam Qu. Only later did he take concubines, and subsequent children all took his surna.

So much ti had passed that he had gradually forgotten he had initially married into her family.

Seeing his darkened face, Madam Qu continued to mock: "What, climbed to a high position relying on your wife’s family, and now you’ve forgotten what you did back then? You’ve truly forgotten your roots completely."

"You married into the family. After the divorce, Rou’er should rightfully return to the Qu family."

"Even if you talk until the sky falls, this Pri Minister will not sign this divorce agreent! Give up this idea! Go back to your courtyard obediently, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what will you do?!"

The Right Pri Minister looked towards the entrance, his eyes wide.

Madam Qu and ng Zhirou’s eyes lit up.

"Father! Brother!"

"Grandfather! Uncle!"

The arrivals were none other than the current Emperor’s Grand Tutor and his son, Qu Wen. Behind them followed a female official from the Empress’s side and the Crown Prince’s trusted aide, Ji Huaiyan.

"Father-in-law... Brother-in-law, why have you co?" The Right Pri Minister instantly felt diminished.

Duke Qu looked at him coldly and snorted: "If I didn’t co, how would I know you’ve bullied my daughter and granddaughter to such an extent?!"

On this snowy day, a thin layer of sweat actually appeared on the Right Pri Minister’s forehead.

"Father-in-law must be joking; how would your son-in-law dare."

Qu Wen said with a cold face: "You wouldn’t dare? We arrived in the capital yesterday and had people inquire secretly. You truly have so nerve! Doting on your concubine and neglecting your wife, reversing the status of legitimate and illegitimate!"

The Right Pri Minister’s face turned pale; he had no defense for his actions.

Duke Qu looked at Madam Zhao, who was hiding behind the Right Pri Minister.

"Is this your concubine? I heard that for her daughter, you spent two hundred thousand taels of gold to seek dical treatnt? ng Qichao, I never knew your family was so wealthy!"

Madam Zhao, having been called out, turned deathly pale.

She only dared to be arrogant in the inner residence; how could she dare act presumptuously before these figures? She imdiately knelt on the ground, trembling, her head bowed in silence.

The Right Pri Minister’s eyes lit up. Looking at Madam Zhao kneeling on the ground, he said: "Father-in-law, it was your son-in-law who was montarily bewitched and deluded by this woman. Your son-in-law will divorce her imdiately. I only beg Father-in-law to give your son-in-law another chance. I will definitely treat Jin’niang well."

Madam Zhao raised her head in shock, saying incredulously: "Master?!!"

Madam Qu watched this dog-eat-dog farce with cold eyes.

Duke Qu looked down on his unmanly behavior even more.

"Enough nonsense. Whether you divorce your concubine or not has nothing to do with us. Quickly sign the divorce agreent."

Seeing that Duke Qu and the others were determined to have him divorce, he imdiately knelt on the ground.

He pleaded with Madam Qu, who was usually the most soft-hearted: "Jin’niang, a day as husband and wife ans a hundred days of grace. We’ve been together for nearly twenty years; how can we just break it off like this!"

"Jin’niang, I was wrong! I truly know I was wrong! Give another chance, let properly make it up to you and Rou’er."

He didn’t know that Madam Qu, usually the most soft-hearted, was now the most resolute.

"ng Qichao, look at yourself now. Your forr spiritedness has long been completely corrupted by officialdom. Cultivating oneself, managing the family, governing the state—you’ve achieved none of it. I’m not disappointed in you; I’m in despair."

The Right Pri Minister wanted to plead further, but Ji Huaiyan stepped forward and said: "Pri Minister, His Highness the Crown Prince has ordered this humble official to assist Duke Qu in bringing his daughter ho."

One sentence silenced the Right Pri Minister.

The Crown Prince’s intention was naturally the Emperor and Empress’s intention.

If the Emperor himself permitted the divorce, how could he dare disobey?

Although the imperial family was not supposed to interfere in the dostic affairs of officials, he was in the wrong first, and his wife’s family had caught him red-handed.

The Emperor hadn’t intervened directly, only sending people along, indicating he was still giving him so face.

The Right Pri Minister stood up, slowly picked up the brush, and wrote his na on the divorce agreent.

Qu Wen walked over, took it, glanced at it, and nodded to his father.

Duke Qu said coldly: "Go help your sister with the procedures at the Ministry of Revenue."

Qu Wen replied: "Yes, Father."

After Qu Wen left, Duke Qu took his daughter’s hand with one hand and his granddaughter’s with the other.

"Let’s go, ho!"

Madam Qu supported her father and said: "Father, and my dowry."

ng Zhirou said: "Mother, you’ve just recovered from your illness. You and Grandfather go to the carriage first. Daughter will look after things here."

Ji Huaiyan cupped his hands and said: "Duke Qu, rest assured, I am here."

Duke Qu nodded and led his daughter out first.

Ji Huaiyan stepped forward and looked at ng Zhirou, saying: "Miss ng, please make an inventory of your belongings, and I will have people move them to the carriage."

ng Zhirou nodded and said: "They are all in Mother’s courtyard. Please follow ."

Madam Zhao had initially been imrsed in the joy of the Right Pri Minister and Madam Qu divorcing, but hearing ng Zhirou was going to take an inventory of assets, she quickly scrambled up and followed behind them.

Arriving at the main courtyard, ng Zhirou checked items one by one against the dowry list, while Ji Huaiyan instructed servants to carry out box after box.

"Rou’er, ah, you’ve lived in this Pri Minister’s residence for over ten years. How can you bear to empty the residence like this?" Madam Zhao said fawningly.

"This is my mother’s dowry; naturally, it must be moved."

Madam Zhao continued: "That may be so, but you’ve been in the Pri Minister’s residence for so many years, food, clothing, daily expenses—which of these didn’t cost silver?"

ng Zhirou sneered: "Concubine’s words are rather amusing. In which household in Tianqi does the main wife and legitimate daughter have to pay the residence for their food, clothing, and daily expenses?"

"You!"

Ji Huaiyan glanced at this delicate-looking young lady of the ng family.

She wasn’t as timid and incompetent as rumored.

ng Zhirou continued the inventory. Each ti a box was inventoried, Ji Huaiyan waved his hand, and servants would co forward to carry it out.

The two coordinated seamlessly, and the wooden boxes in the room rapidly diminished.

Watching the boxes being carried out like flowing water, Madam Zhao felt as if her heart was bleeding.

Finally, everything was moved. The two left the residence with flair.

Looking at the place where she had lived for fifteen years, ng Zhirou felt complicated emotions.

Before ng Zhiyun was born, their family had also had happy tis.

Sighing, ng Zhirou turned back.

"Careful!"

The snowy path was slippery. While descending the steps, ng Zhirou swayed, and was about to fall.

A pair of large hands supported her.

ng Zhirou looked back; a handso face, gentle as jade, was close before her.

Her small face blushed, and she quickly stood firm.

"Many thanks, Young Master Ji."

Ji Huaiyan withdrew his hand, which still held a lingering warmth, and smiled: "Miss, please get into the carriage quickly."

The group swayed along and arrived at the Qu family’s villa.

Ji Huaiyan had people carry the items inside and settle them, then took his leave.

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