The Destiny of Going to Hell

The banquet was over and everyone left gradually. Only Yinzhen was still hesitating. Minghui saw him off to the gate of the mansion and smiled brightly, "Thank you for your words of protection just now, fourth brother."

Yinzhen stood there silently. He had a pair of narrow phoenix eyes and thin lips, and looked very humble. He usually had a cold and taciturn look, but suddenly he smiled eye-catchingly.

"Didn't Princess Minghui solve a problem for me before? Besides, Mingyu was wronged too. I wish Princess Minghui to be free from worries from now on and do whatever she wants."

There was deep lust in his eyes, but it was hidden under many emotions. Minghui also smiled when she heard this, "Then Minghui thanks Fourth Prince for his kind words."

Minghui sent the Fourth Prince away and returned to her own courtyard. Mingyu hurried over to greet her, "Sister, when are we leaving?"

"Put your dowry in order and leave. I don't want to stay in this palace any longer."

Minghui asked people to go to the warehouse to take inventory, and they moved out box after box of dowry, as well as room furnishings, some furnishings in the mansion, as well as beds, tables and chairs. As long as it was hers, Minghui wanted to take it all away.

Even if it was just a tree, as long as it belonged to her, Minghui didn't want to leave it to that crappy "gentleman".

Ruolan was devastated and went back to the courtyard to recite Buddhist scriptures, while Ruoxi and the Eighth Prince watched Minghui count the dowry, which was quite a big scene.

The Eighth Prince entered Minghui's yard, walked into the inner room, and closed the door. He looked at Minghui with complicated eyes, with reluctance and anger in his eyes.

"Minghui, are you really so heartless? It was just a momentary angry remark, but you made a big deal out of it. Besides, Mingyu was not pushed into the water, but Ruoxi was pushed into the water by you, wasn't it?"

Seeing that Minghui was not moved at all, he changed his tactics.

"Minghui, you know that I have never been liked by my father or respected by others because of my status. Now that I don't have your support, what should I do? Do you have the heart to let me fight alone?"

Yinsi had a good idea. Even if the emperor allowed the divorce, as long as he could coax Minghui back, how could the emperor control the reconciliation between the couple?

"Minghui, why do you have to divorce me? Even if you remarry after your divorce, it will be a mediocre man. Where can you find a man as charming and dashing as me?"

Minghui was shocked. Does he feel so good about himself?

How shameless is that?

Degrading yourself to elevate him, and pretending to be pitiful, isn't this KTV?

"Eighth Prince, I still have to sort out my dowry, so I don't have time to chat with you."

Minghui asked Cuizhi to send the person away so that she could concentrate on counting her dowry.

Not to mention, the dowry was quite a lot. After all, Prince An really loved her, and half of the dowry left by her mother was also compensated.

Ruoxi saw Minghui asking people to move away loads of dowry and was very curious. Why did so many things in the palace belong to her?

That’s not right. How come even the decorations in the house were packed into the boxes?

"Brother-in-law, why did Princess Minghui pack all the things from the palace into boxes and take them away? Isn't this stealing..."

Although the Eighth Prince felt that Ruoxi's words were harsh, they did make sense. Let's forget about the dowry, but why did Minghui take away all the furnishings in the mansion?

The Eighth Prince was blocking the people moving things. Minghui heard the noise outside and frowned slightly, "What is the Eighth Prince doing?"

"Minghui, there's no need to empty the palace, right? Don't these things belong to the palace? How could you move them all away?"

Hearing what the Eighth Prince said, Minghui just found it funny, "Eighth Prince, you may have forgotten what the Imperial Household Department looked like when you first entered the palace. Look at what it looks like now."

"The things left in the house are yours? I saw that you were poor at the time, so I took out my own dowry. Do you think that all of this is yours?"

Minghui looked at the Eighth Prince with a teasing and mocking look, her meaning was very clear: you are a nobody whose mother is not favored, how can you really think that you rely on yourself to have such a magnificent mansion?

Yinsi's face darkened. He naturally knew what Minghui meant.

Background is what he cares about most. Minghui is really cruel, the knife she stabbed is so sharp.

He knew Minghui's character clearly and he would not tell lies, which meant that there was indeed not much left in the mansion.

Thinking of this, his face became even uglier.

Ruoxi looked at the stalemate between the two people and naturally understood that Minghui had taken all her things.

When Minghui saw Ruoxi, she seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Oh, by the way, Eighth Prince, you should have given Ruolan many things from my storehouse as your own, right?"

She continued slowly, "Ruolan has decorated Miss Ruoxi's courtyard, so there should be a lot of my things in it. Cuizhi, take people to move them!"

Looking at the huge crowd coming, Ruolan was confused for a moment, "What are you doing?"

The person who came didn't give her any explanation and just started moving things out. He emptied the room except for the bed frame.

Even the Jade Guanyin that she usually worshipped was moved away. She originally thought it was because she had become a princess, but even Ruoxi's room was emptied.

Mingyu brought more than a dozen people from Prince An's mansion, as well as several horse-drawn carriages. They went back and forth several times before they finished moving all the things.

What's even more outrageous is that Minghui dug up the cinnamon trees and all the huanghuali and agarwood in the yard. If she couldn't take them away at the moment, she would just saw them up, leaving no space for Yinsi.

Such a big commotion in the Eighth Prince's mansion naturally attracted a lot of people to come over. They gathered nearby and asked each other what had happened.

After some inquiries, I found out that the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Concubine had divorced, and this was the Eighth Concubine moving her dowry.

What? Divorce? So even the royal family can divorce?

Speaking of which, why does it seem like the Eighth Prince relies entirely on the Eighth Lady's dowry for a living? Why does it look like the mansion is about to be emptied?

Many women began to have this idea in their minds: if the royal family could divorce, so could they?

After packing up, Minghui left quickly and efficiently. The Eighth Prince looked at the mansion that looked like a snow cave and felt a pang of regret in his heart.

Now that he has come to this point, he has lost all his wealth, power, and beauty!

Minghui was a useful tool for him to gain the throne under the political marriage. Now that such a handy tool is lost, shouldn’t he be heartbroken?

Without Minghui, who else could provide him with financial support? Who else could conduct maternal diplomacy for him? Who else could beg for help from his maternal grandfather, uncles, and brothers one by one?

What's even more ridiculous is that Concubine Liang was born in the Xinzheku, and the Eighth Prince had no qualifications to compete for the throne at all.

Relying on the powerful family background of Minghui's mother's family, the Eighth Prince's power in the court was greatly helped, which made the Eighth Prince qualified to compete for the throne.

Now that the Eighth Prince has been praised a few times in the court, he has become arrogant and forgotten his roots.