The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Lian'er, who was in a mess, couldn't control her mouth. "Oh, I can't explain it clearly. Just follow me to the door and you'll know."

With Lian'er pulling her, Lu Siniang had no choice but to get up and follow her to the gate.

Today was definitely not the same as the past. The gate of their Ge Mansion was crowded with people. Lu Siniang narrowed her eyes and searched angrily for Ge Dongqing in the crowd. There were men, women, old people, children, all kinds of people, but the drunk Ge Dongqing was nowhere to be found.

Lu Siniang, who had never been criticized by anyone, was surrounded by a group of people and pointed at today.

The strange thing was that all these men, women, young and old who were commenting on her were smiling at her. There were mocking smiles, sly smiles, tiny smiles, devilish smiles, evil smiles, and many other smiles that Lu Siniang could not understand.

At this point, Lu Siniang still didn't know what was happening. When her maid Lian'er pushed her and asked her to point at an arrow on the door, Lu Siniang saw that the handkerchief that was very inappropriate for their door was nailed to the door panel with an arrow.

When the breeze blows, this Kuaishou will be as eye-catching as a small flag.

Lu Siniang walked over and pulled it out. She looked at the arrow and found no clues on it. She unfolded the handkerchief and saw that it was made up of two pieces of handkerchiefs. Lu Siniang's blood boiled on the spot.

The white handkerchief was embroidered with a few lines of small words in red thread, the red was glaring.

While Lu Siniang was observing what was written on it, some people in the crowd had already memorized it:

Life is but a hundred years long, and I am always afraid of separation from you.

After parting at three o'clock in the morning, missing you makes me cry.

The wind and rain came at night, and I couldn’t find you on the bed.

The lonely night lies alone on my pillow, and the night is long and lingering.

Thinking carefully, I am happy and happy to be with you every night.

When Ge Lang divorced his wife, he married you.

A wedding dress worth thousands of gold, a dowry box full of treasures.

Everything is ready, waiting for your instructions.

The signature was given by Fu Liu to Ge Dongqing.

It is really shocking that such a shameless love poem was embroidered on a handkerchief by Jiao Manlou Fuliu. She is the most famous talented woman in the imperial city, but the poems she wrote are so straightforward and shameless.

Lu Siniang unfolded another handkerchief, which had only two lines of words on it, but it was enough to humiliate Lu Siniang, the legal wife.

There is an old flower in the family, she is old but still lively.

My lady, just wait patiently, I will marry you into the Ge family sooner or later.

Now these two people don’t write letters anymore. Could it be that they have changed to sending handkerchiefs to express their love?

Lu Siniang could have turned a blind eye to the secret affair between them, as long as Ge Dongqing didn't bring her back to the mansion in a high-profile manner, Lu Siniang could have turned a blind eye to it. However, Fu Liu was too arrogant. Lu Siniang knew that she was eager for Ge Dongqing to divorce his wife and marry her, but this man was a little too whimsical.

These two despicable people even thought of asking the emperor to grant their wish.

As for Ge Dongqing, he went even further, calling Lu Siniang a slut.

Lu Siniang admitted that she was a little older, but she was not very old. Although she could not be compared with girls of seventeen or eighteen, she was not as bad as an old and ugly woman.

Ge Dongqing, as a high-ranking official in the court and the emperor's sworn brother, actually did the shameful thing of belittling his wife in front of the girls in the brothel. How could Lu Siniang swallow this humiliation?

At this time, Lu Siniang's face was already pale, and a cold current was sweeping through her limbs.

The crowd gathered in front of the door were talking about something, and every sentence mentioned Ge Dongqing, Jiao Manlou's Fu Liu, and her Lu Si Niang.

The ones who were having an affair were Ge Dongqing and Fu Liu. Now, as a legally married wife, she was being humiliated alone. She, Lu Siniang, had behaved properly and was upright, so how could anyone give her any grounds for criticism? But now, it seemed that she, Lu Siniang, was the shameless one.

Lu Siniang turned slowly and said to the trembling gatekeeper, "Send someone to the weaving workshop to tell them that I have something to do today and cannot leave the house. If they have anything to say, please come to me at home."

After giving the instructions, Lu Siniang walked towards the inner courtyard of the mansion. The two maids followed cautiously behind her, looking at each other, wanting to say a few words to comfort the lady but not daring to speak.

Lian'er nudged Chun'er with her arm, and Chun'er nudged Lian'er with her arm. You gave me a look, and I gave you a look, both wanting the other to speak first.

They had already reached the main room. The two anxious maids didn't say anything. Instead, Lu Siniang, who was walking in front, spoke before entering the room, "You can leave."

The maid Chun'er was usually the most opinionated. She spoke up for the Madam, "Madam, let's take people to Jiao Man Lou and invite the Master back."

Lu Si Niang laughed, and her laughter made the two maids even more nervous. There was murderous intent and hatred in her eyes. "Your master really knows how to slap me, Lu Si Niang, in the face. Even you two little maids know where she stayed last night and where to find him."

The maid Lian'er complained, "Master is such a jerk! When he lived in the side rooms, he was very restrained and would come back late every night. But now that he's moved into the mistress's main room, he's become even bolder. He even brazenly stays in the brothel right under the mistress's nose and has an affair with that shameless Fu Liu. It's truly embarrassing."

It wasn't just Lu Siniang who felt ashamed this morning. The little maid working in the mansion also felt ashamed because of what happened between Ge Dongqing and Fu Liu. It would have been fine if they just went out to have fun, but why did they allow Fu Liu to nail the handkerchief on the door of their house? Was this going to be made public?

The maid Chun'er kept blinking at Lian'er, signaling her to stop talking. Lian'er's words were like adding fuel to the fire. When she said these words, Chun'er clearly saw that their lady clenched her fists.

But the maid Lian'er still felt that it was not enough and continued to complain, "It's okay for the master to go out and sleep with Liu Mianhua, but how could she let Fu Liu bully the lady? This handkerchief was nailed to the gate of our Ge Mansion. Isn't this a provocation to our lady? Now all the beggars know that our master is obsessed with Fu Liu from Jiao Man Lou. Everyone in the city knows that our grandfather stays overnight in Jiao Man Lou every day. Everyone knows that our master wants to divorce the lady and marry Fu Liu. Everyone knows that the master will ask the emperor for an imperial decree to grant the marriage in order to divorce the lady."

Chun'er stopped Lian'er, "Lian'er, stop talking."

But Lian'er couldn't help but say whatever she thought of. She was jumping up and down in anxiety, as if she was the one being humiliated today and the one who was going to be divorced. She kept listing the various crimes of their grandfather Fu Liu.

"It's already this late, and you still won't let me speak. If I don't, our Madam will pack up and leave. Didn't you see the poem written on the handkerchief? The Master has made up his mind to marry Fu Liu sooner or later. Didn't you hear what people on the street say? Half of our Ge Mansion will be moved to Jiao Man Lou for Fu Liu. Her dowry has been prepared with a large sum of money, and we are just waiting for the imperial edict. Our Master can do this."