When Zi'an handed the divorce letter to Yuan, Yuan did not seem particularly excited. She just stretched out her hand to take it, touched it, and said to Xiaosun, "Xiaosun, put it away for me. Put it in the first small box in the cabinet."
"Madam, don't you want to know what was written?" Xiaosun asked curiously.
Yuan shook her head and smiled, "Silly girl, it doesn't matter what you write, as long as it contains the three words 'divorce letter'."
"Oh!" Xiaosun didn't understand Yuan's mental process, so he just put it away after hearing the order.
Zi'an sat down and looked at Yuan, "Mother, you are finally free."
Yuan smiled faintly, "Yes, I'm free now, Zi'an, thank you."
"Don't talk about these things between mother and daughter."
Yuan fumbled for her hand and suddenly straightened her expression, "You are my daughter for the rest of my life. This love will never change."
Zi'an was a little touched. She knew that Yuan would never forget the original owner, Xia Zi'an, but she could be her second daughter.
Madam Yang sighed softly, "Although you have written the letter of divorce and are now free, I still feel bad for you, Madam."
"Why are you feeling sad? Isn't this pretty good?" Zi'an comforted with a smile.
As Madam Yang spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. "I don't know why I'm sad, but I just feel that Madam shouldn't be treated like this."
Yuan said: "Madam, you have seen all the worldly things in the palace. You should know that everything in the world is just an experience. There is no right or wrong."
Nanny Yang wiped her eyes and smiled again. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were much more peaceful than when Zi'an first met her. "Okay, since it's a good thing, let's celebrate it tonight."
Xiaosun suddenly raised a question, "But now that Madam and the Prime Minister have divorced, where will they live in the future? Will they return to Yuan's Mansion?"
Zi'an shook his head and looked at Yuan, "Do you still like the piece of land in the back garden? If you like it, we will take it back."
Yuan knew what Zi'an meant. Zi'an wanted to stay by her side and not let her be alone. Now that she had an eye disease, it was impossible for her to live outside. It was not appropriate for her to run back and forth while she was receiving treatment. Most importantly, although it was still dangerous in the Xiangfu, would it be safe outside? Zi'an could not take care of both, and it might be even more dangerous.
"Okay, take it back and build a wooden house by the lake. I will live in it." Yuan said.
"Madam Linglong from the elegant room is moving out," said Nanny Yang.
Zi'an said calmly, "She doesn't like the back garden anyway."
There were footsteps outside. Xiaosun went out to see and was startled for a moment. "The Prime Minister is here?"
"You go out, I want to say a few words to your wife." Prime Minister Xia seemed to have drunk some wine, his face was tense, as if he was trying hard to suppress the emotions in his heart.
Zi'an heard this from the inner room and asked Yuan, "Do you still want to talk to him?"
Yuan shook her head, "There is no need for this. Since the divorce has been issued, there is no need to say anything. Anything else would be redundant."
Zi'an didn't want Yuan to talk to him anymore, she just asked because she respected Yuan's opinion.
"Okay, since mother doesn't want to talk to him, I'll go out and send him away." Zi'an said as he stood up.
Zi'an walked out. Prime Minister Xia stared at Zi'an and sneered, "Are you satisfied?"
Zi'an looked at him calmly, "What's there to be satisfied with? Everything just happened naturally."
"Call her out, I have something to say to her." Prime Minister Xia waved his hand, looking as if he didn't want to talk to Zi'an, and seemed a little irritable.
Zi'an said quietly: "No, you are drunk, go back, no one wants to talk to you here."
Prime Minister Xia stared at Zi'an fiercely, "Xia Zi'an, although I have divorced your mother, you are still my daughter, Xia Huaijun. You eat my food and wear my clothes. You dare to talk to me like this? Do you believe I will tear your mouth apart?"
Zi'an looked at him, his eyes gradually turning cruel, "Your Excellency is really a forgetful person. Didn't Xia Zi'an die in that forced marriage? You killed your own daughter with your own hands."
Prime Minister Xia sneered, "Nonsense, if you really died, it would be better. At least, I would still think of you as my daughter in my heart. But now the relationship between us is severed, and there is no longer any father-daughter relationship."
Zi'an sneered in response, "When she was alive, you didn't treat her as your daughter. Now that she's dead, you're talking about the father-daughter relationship. It's ridiculous. Go back. This is a life-and-death struggle. You've never shown me mercy, and I don't have enough power to bring you down. Everything is not over yet."
"I won't talk to you," Prime Minister Xia's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he stretched his neck and shouted, "Yuan Cuiyu, come out, what are you hiding in there for? Get out."
Zi'an's eyes also flashed with a hint of viciousness, "Prime Minister, please respect yourself. Making a fuss will do you no good."
"Really? Then what do you think is good for me now? You have taken away everything I have, Xia Zian. I am your father, why are you so cruel? Do you believe that I will beat you to death right now? It will be easier if you die."
Prime Minister Xia had obviously drunk a lot of wine. He had only been back home for a short while, but he was so drunk. He must have drunk a lot in one gulp to get drunk so quickly.
Zi'an listened to his angry accusations, and his heart only felt colder. Was everything taken away from him? No, he was still alive and well, in a high position and with great power. He could marry whoever he wanted in the future without any loss. But what about the original owner, Xia Zi'an? He was already dead forever, dead on that cold floor.
His life was important, but what about Xia Zian's life? Did he have any sympathy for his daughter? Did he have any regrets for his daughter
She will only think about the damn father-daughter relationship after she dies. Where in the world can such a good thing happen
Yuan didn't want to come out, but she didn't want a drunk man to yell at Zi'an. She was also afraid that Prime Minister Xia would hit someone when he was drunk. She had never done anything for Zi'an now, and if she had any ability, she would use it to protect her.
The world is cruel and ruthless, and she only has Xia Zian.
Nanny Yang helped her out and hurried out, angrily scolding, "Xia Huaijun, if you dare to touch even a strand of her hair, I, Yuan Cuiyu, will tear you into pieces even if it costs my life."
Zi'an stared at Yuan in a daze. This was the first time she saw Yuan speak like this and be so angry since she came to the ancient times.
Prime Minister Xia raised his head, stared at Yuan, sneered a few times, and then laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Tear me into pieces? Yuan Cuiyu, oh Yuan Cuiyu, do you still remember that not long ago, you and I were entwined in hair, ready to stay together forever?"
His voice sounded like crying and laughing, with a hint of mockery in the sadness.
Yuan said coldly, "No, that was a long time ago. But since you have such a good memory, you should still remember that not long after the hair was wrapped, you brought Chen Linglong back and told me that you fell in love with her. I became an unvirtuous, narrow-minded woman. In the past sixteen years, you have never thought about the love between husband and wife. You didn't treat Zi'an well. In order to let Xia Wan'er marry the prince, you even forced Zi'an to marry the King of Liang. From the forced marriage to now, tell me, how many times have you been cruel to your daughter? If it weren't for her good luck, she would have become a ghost today."
(End of this chapter)