It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Yun Yi, the personal maid beside her, saw that she was in a low mood, so she approached her gently and whispered in her ear to comfort her: "Miss, go to the house and rest first, everything will be fine."

Su Wanyu took a deep breath, tried to adjust her mood, and walked forward firmly with Xiao Yuanzi in her arms.

Along the way, the maids had sincere smiles on their faces as they enthusiastically guided the master and servant forward. Even Siqi, who had not returned for a long time, was pulled aside. The two whispered and shared each other's recent situation.

The sunlight shines through the exquisitely carved window lattices and falls onto the bluestone-paved courtyard, creating mottled light and shadows.

I stepped over the threshold, pushed open the door that carried countless memories, and walked into the house. The afterglow of the setting sun gently outlined a circle of soft golden edges around Su Wanyu's body, which made people feel warm.

"Wanyu!" A familiar and warm voice sounded from behind.

When she turned around, she saw her father wearing a plain blue shirt, holding a freshly made sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root in his hand, with a big smile on his face, walking towards her step by step: "You are back, come and taste my cooking and see if it suits your taste."

After saying that, he gently placed the bowl of candied lotus root that carried fatherly love on the table, picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a piece, and handed it to Su Wanyu's lips.

She took a light bite, and at that moment, a sweet taste instantly spread, which was exactly the familiar taste in her memory.

Tears fell uncontrollably and dripped onto the back of Master Su's hand.

Master Su was startled, his eyes full of concern: "Wanyu, what's wrong? Are you feeling wronged?"

Su Wanyu quickly wiped away her tears, shook her head, and forced a smile: "I'm fine, it's just that I haven't eaten the candied lotus root made by my father for a long time, so I'm a little excited."

Master Su was half-believing and half-doubting. He put down his chopsticks and said with a hint of worry, "Is it that the boy from the Zheng family treats you badly? Mother Ping vaguely mentioned before that he had been marrying you for only three years, but he had already started to think about taking concubines, bringing them home one after another."

"What did he say before the marriage? He said he would never take a concubine and would treat you wholeheartedly. Why has he changed his mind now?" Master Su's words were full of love and injustice for his daughter.

Facing her father's worry, Su Wanyu gently put down Xiao Yuanzi, helped her father sit down, and said softly: "Father, we didn't know the right person at the beginning, but now that things have come to this, there may be a chance of turning around."

"Yes, it's not too late. I will go to the government tomorrow to talk to you about it. I will get you a divorce and get you out of that troubled place no matter what!" Master Su's tone was firm, his eyes full of heartache for his daughter.

However, Su Wanyu shook her head and replied softly: "Father, the Zheng family will not easily agree to a divorce..."

In her previous life, she had cried and her father had tried to use money to get her to divorce Zheng Chengyan, but the result was...

When Lord Zheng found out, not only did he not agree to the divorce, but he went even further. He teamed up with Zheng Chengyan, Old Lady Zheng, and Guo, and used all means to imprison her in the Zheng family, making her life a living hell.

"If they disagree, we will go to the government to seek justice. I don't believe that the Marquis of Changping can cover up everything and prevent justice from being served!" Master Su said angrily.

"Don't worry, father. I have my plans."

Su Wanyu gently stroked the quiet little girl at her feet, then lowered her voice and whispered to her father, "In fact, my daughter came back this time, in addition to wanting to see you, she also wants to ask you something."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Mr. Su asked puzzledly.

Su Wanyu frowned slightly and said slowly, "Dad, do you know Song Yuling, the teacher in the Princess's mansion?"

Hearing this, Master Su's body stiffened slightly, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then his brows knitted tightly, with a hint of inquiry in his tone: "Wanyu, why did you suddenly mention this person?"

Su Wanyu took out a pair of exquisite tiger-head shoes from her bosom and explained softly, "Aunt Luo recently returned to the capital. Before leaving, she gave me this pair of shoes, saying that they were left by my mother."

Master Su took the pair of tiger-head shoes and stared at them for a long time. Tears gradually welled up in his eyes. He looked at his daughter reluctantly: "So, she told you all this."

Su Wanyu walked to her father, gently placed her hand on his shoulder, and comforted him, "Dad, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will always be your daughter, and this will never change."

"But now, I really want to know the truth of the past. My aunt said that mother never mentioned these things to you, but I believe that the relationship between mother and you is so deep that she would not have revealed such a big secret to you."

Master Su patted the back of her hand gently, lowered his head, and sighed deeply: "You are right, your mother has never hidden anything from me. We have long regarded you as our own flesh and blood."

"But your mother once said that one day you would know everything. She told me that when you asked, I must tell you honestly and without hiding anything."

Mentioning his late wife, Master Su smiled tenderly: "Your mother is always like this, foreseeing things like a god. She had foreseen the arrival of this day."

As he spoke, his eyes gently fell on the pair of exquisite tiger-head shoes in Su Wanyu's hands, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and then he slowly said: "The pattern on this pair of shoes was designed by your mother with endless love. The one in the palace, although she is the queen, is not good at needlework, so she begged your mother to draw a pattern."

"She worked on this pair of tiger-head shoes based on your mother's design, stitch by stitch, with great effort, and it took her three months to complete it. Unfortunately, she was not able to wear them for you in person and witness your growth."

When he said this, there was a hint of regret in his tone.

Su Wanyu stared ahead with a hollow and distant look in her eyes. The kitten in her arms seemed to sense her owner's emotions and rubbed her arm gently, trying to comfort her.

Master Su nodded gently, with a complex expression in his eyes: "Yes, you are the child of Song Yuling and the late emperor."

All the speculations that had been lingering in Su Wanyu's mind these days were finally confirmed by her father at this moment.

"What about the emperor?" Su Wanyu asked again with her voice trembling slightly.

Master Su lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "He and you are twins. Logically speaking, you should be his elder sister."

Hearing this, Su Wanyu's fingers trembled unconsciously, and her voice was choked with sobs that were difficult to conceal: "Dad, I don't understand, since I am the flesh and blood of the late emperor, why was I sent to the Su family? What happened back then that forced you to make such a decision?"

Master Su took a deep breath and slowly told the story of the past: "The eldest princess should know this matter best. The queen in the palace was actually forcibly brought into the palace by the late emperor. She has a strong personality and was unwilling to become a member of the harem from the beginning to the end. She tried to escape from the golden cage many times."