"Mom!" Sima Hong cried out, at a loss, very sad. He came back from thousands of miles away just to face this? "Why is this happening?"
"No reason." Miao said, "Are you going to write it or not? If you don't write it, mother will die in front of you, so that she can go down and reunite with your grandmother, father, and brother, so that she won't be angered to death by you, a rebellious son, and suffer in life!" Speaking of her dead relatives, Miao's tears kept streaming down her cheeks, and she moved the scissors in her hand forward again.
Seeing that the tip of the scissors in Miao's hand was about to poke Miao's neck, Sima Hong knew that his mother was a tough person who would do what she said. He gradually loosened his grip on Mingyu's hand, turned his head and looked at Mingyu deeply, then turned to face Miao and said woodenly: "Mom, put down the scissors, I will write it. Grandmother, father, and brother are all gone, and you are my only relative. Don't force me to die."
Mingyu was frightened by Sima Hong's last look. She felt confused when she heard Sima Hong's voice. Before coming here, Mingyu had never thought that things would turn out like this, forcing Miao to threaten suicide. Thinking of what Sima Hong had just said, he was almost losing all his relatives. It seemed very unkind for her to do this now. After all, Sima Hong was just a teenager who had just grown up.
A strong sense of guilt rose in Mingyu's heart.
Seeing his sister standing there with her head down and not saying anything, Xu Mingye walked forward and pulled Mingyu back behind him. Mingyu wanted to say something, but couldn't. She was the one who insisted on getting a divorce, and now there was hope, how could she give up? If she gave up, she would have to go back to the days of trembling and treading on thin ice. After the marriage was consummated, Sima Hong would continue to take concubines and expand the Sima family. Countless concubines would flood into the backyard of Sima Houfu, and who knows how many illegitimate sons and daughters would call her mother. Ask yourself, can she live like this
Thinking of this, Mingyu became determined and held on to Xu Mingye's clothes tightly. She couldn't ruin her whole life just because of a momentary weakness and pity for Sima Hong.
Xu Mingye felt his sister's hand grabbing his clothes, and knew that his sister was not feeling well at the moment. He reached behind him, patted Mingyu's hand, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Mingyu lowered his head and uttered a muffled “hmm”, resting his forehead on his brother’s back.
Ever since Sima Hong agreed to write a divorce letter to Miao, he never looked at Mingyu again.
Miao ordered Nanny Tan to get the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and spread them on the stone table in the yard. Sima Hong stepped over, but felt as if his hands weighed a thousand pounds and he could not lift the pen. He remembered how Mingyu looked when he first saw her. The little girl was sick and lying on the bed, with a delicate little face like jade. In fact, he knew she was pretending to sleep, because who would have their eyelashes fluttering when sleeping? He just thought the little girl was thin-skinned and shy and did not dare to see him.
Later he found out that the little girl was good-tempered, quiet and likable, and he was very happy. He thought that such a daughter-in-law was a good choice. In the future, she would not be like his wife, who controlled her father so strictly and would not roar like a lion if things did not go her way.
Later, he realized that the so-called quiet, likable, virtuous and kind girl was just pretending. In fact, she had a bad temper, was extremely bad, narrow-minded, vindictive, and had a strong desire for revenge.
But he just liked her very much, she was his wife. Even when Mingyu was stern-faced and glaring at him and quarreling with him angrily, he still liked her very much. When the little girl was angry, he would scratch his head and think of ways to please her. When she was happy, he would feel at ease and happy too.
He knew that the little girl had been wronged in front of his wife and sister-in-law, but he didn't know what to do. On one side was his mother who raised and loved him and his sister-in-law who he could only respect and offer him, and on the other side was his beloved little girl. He just wanted to wait for two years until he grew up and then take her to another place, but he didn't expect that there would not be another two years.
A deal between the Tartars and the Dong thief destroyed his home, his family and his future. The days of riding a horse in the streets of Tianshui with gorgeous clothes seemed like his previous life. In the past two years, he followed the army to kill the Tartars. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw blood and rain. In a moment of turning around, the people around him might have been killed by the Tartars. Two years ago, he never dreamed that he would live a life without taking a bath or changing clothes for several months, carrying a knife to the battlefield as soon as the horn sounded, and not knowing whether he could see the sun tomorrow after today.
He had been through so much in the past year. At the beginning, he saw such a bloody battlefield for the first time on the Tianshui city gate. He was so ferocious in killing people and the blood and flesh flying everywhere that his legs were weak. However, as long as he thought that if he ran away, his mother and his wife would not be able to escape from Tianshui, he had the courage to persevere. After fighting one battle after another, he was no longer afraid of facing the Tartars head-on. The Tartars were afraid of him.
He wanted to talk to Mingyu about everything, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance. He knew Mingyu was in the capital, so he rushed to the capital day and night with joy, and didn't eat for a whole day and night, but this was the ending that was waiting for him.
"Second Young Master, it's getting late." Seeing that Sima Hong was taking a long time to write, Xu Mingye urged him to do so, fearing that this fool who did not play by the rules would be so shameless as to regret it at the last minute.
Sima Hong had a wooden face. Hearing Xu Mingye's urging, he subconsciously picked up the pen. When he came to his senses, the tip of the pen had already formed an ink ball on the paper. He wanted to throw the pen away, as the pen in his hand seemed to be hot. But when he looked up and saw the scissors held to Miao's neck, he couldn't throw it away. That was his biological mother, and he couldn't lose his last relative again.
After writing the first word, Sima Hong wrote much faster. After a while, he had finished writing the divorce letter. He threw away the pen, lowered his head and stood in front of the stone table without saying a word.
Miao had raised him for so many years, so she naturally knew that her son was upset and angry with her. Miao was also very upset, and she only hoped that her son would grow up after experiencing these things, and become stronger, more mature and stable. Xu Mingyu didn't want her son, and her son didn't have to beg for her. Although Sima's family was broken, they still had integrity, and she couldn't let the Sima family lose face.
In her mind, it was Sima Houfu who had let Xu Mingyu down, and she had no objection to any kind of compensation Xu Mingyu wanted. She had persuaded him, and she had done everything she should do for her son, and in the end she could only follow Xu Mingyu's wishes.
The world is so big, there are many well-educated, intelligent and gentle daughters. When Baoger inherited the title of Marquis, she would try her best to find a wife for her son. This time, she would choose carefully. After the wife came into the family, she would wait for her grandson with peace of mind. In a few years, the Anxi Marquisate would be able to grow stronger again.
Seeing that her son had finished writing, Miao went forward to get the divorce letter, read it once, and then handed it to Xu Mingye. Xu Mingye read it carefully and did not think there was anything wrong with it. However, he had a preconceived opinion of Sima Hong and always felt uneasy. He read it twice more before carefully folding it up and putting it in his purse.
Sima Hong still kept his head down, with his back to Xu Mingye and Mingyu.
To be fair, Sima Hong's ability to stand up in times of crisis and fight against the Tartars on the northwest front has greatly changed the impression he left on Xu Mingye, which is enough to offset his previous absurd and dissolute behavior. Even so, Xu Mingye still insisted on his sister's divorce.
If Sima Hong was just a person who had nothing to do with Xu Mingye, Xu Mingye would praise him for his bravery and admire his courage, but a brave and courageous man does not mean he will be a good husband. Sima Hong is Xu Mingye's brother-in-law, the person Xu Mingye's beloved sister wants to entrust her life to. Xu Mingye does not think Sima Hong can change his absurdity, dandyism and philandering. Even if Sima Hong is the first meritorious official of the Chu State, he cannot hand his sister over to him.
However, he is now just a young man whose family has been broken up, and he is forced by his mother to divorce his wife. Thinking of this, Xu Mingye felt a little bit sorry. After thinking about it, Xu Mingye bowed and said, "Second Master, if you hadn't led the garrison to defend the city in Tianshui, I'm afraid our family would never see Mingyu again. No matter what happened before, Mingye is very grateful and admires you for this matter. Sima Marquis's Mansion will depend on you in the future. I wish you a bright future and wealth in advance!"
After saying that, Xu Mingye bowed earnestly towards Sima Hong's back, stood up, took Mingyu's hand and walked out. From then on, their Xu family had no relationship with Sima Hou Mansion, and his sister finally didn't have to live in fear anymore.
Mingyu glanced at Sima Hong who had his back to her. She thought Sima Hong must hate her at this moment. He had always been good to her, but she abandoned him and got rid of him at the most difficult time in Sima Hou's mansion.
"I..." Mingyu couldn't help but speak. She wanted to explain something. She didn't want to divorce just because the Marquis' Mansion was gone, but she didn't know what to say. Xu Mingye glanced at her, shook his head and stopped her from speaking. In Xu Mingye's opinion, Mingyu had already divorced Sima Hong, and there was no need for any explanation.
Mingyu sighed, turned around and followed Xu Mingye out. Just as she reached the door, Mingyu heard a "thump" from behind. Turning back, she saw Sima Hong kneeling at Miao's feet with his head buried low, making suppressed sobs. There were some recently solidified blood scabs on his hands that were grabbing the hem of Miao's skirt.
“Mother, how could this be… Mingyu, Mingyu is my wife… How come she isn’t?” Sima Hong cried intermittently, as if he were a helpless child.
Miao squatted down and patted his back with tears in her eyes.
Mingyu's heart tightened, as if a hand was grasping her heart. She felt extremely uncomfortable. She thought of the days in Tianshui, the rabbit and little toys Sima Hong gave her, and the foolish boy who rushed onto the stage at the old lady's birthday party. Her feet seemed to be out of control and she turned around and wanted to go back.
Xu Mingye grabbed Mingyu's hand, covered Mingyu's eyes with one hand, and pulled her away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward on Qidian Mobile Network (). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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