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

This is Xiang'er's best skill. Since moving into Chunjiangyuan, she has carefully cooked it for Su Wanyu every few days, as if it were a ray of warm comfort in her life.

"Where's Xiang'er?"

Su Wanyu took the bowl, stirred it gently, blew away the heat, and asked.

Yun Yi smiled and said, "Madam is not feeling well, Xiang'er is taking care of her over there."

Upon learning this, Su Wanyu's heart moved, and she estimated with her fingers that little Guo might be about to give birth.

"Okay, tell Xiang'er to pay more attention and notify me immediately if there are any changes. Also, help me pass a message to my wife."

"What's the message?"

Yun Yi asked curiously.

Su Wanyu smiled lightly, her tone gentle but with unquestionable strength: "Just say, the time has come."

Yun Yi smiled knowingly and quickly agreed: "Yes, Miss."

As the night deepened, the news of Su Wanyu's request for divorce quietly reached Madam Zheng's ears like an undercurrent.

She immediately called Zheng Chengyan over and said in a serious tone, "I heard that Su Wanyu wants to divorce?"

Zheng Chengyan lowered his head, and silence replaced all answers. The silent acquiescence made the air dull and depressing.

Madam Zheng leaned on the bed, her brows furrowed, and her voice was as sharp as a dagger that pierced through the silence of the night: "Who does she think she is? How dare she ask for a divorce from you! We have been married for three years and have no children. According to the rules, we should be the ones to ask for a divorce!"

"Yan'er, you can't always be swayed by a woman's emotions. If necessary, you must take action and use strategy to solve the problem!"

Her eyes were sharp as she stared at Zheng Chengyan, her tone revealing an authority that could not be refuted: "Your father is not here now, and you have to shoulder all the affairs of the family. If Su Wanyu divorces you in public, where will the face of our Changping Marquis Mansion be?

"What's more, the Zheng family is still dependent on the Su family's wealth. If we let her go so easily, wouldn't our three years of hard work be in vain?"

Zheng Chengyan clenched his hands into fists, his joints turning white due to the force, and there was a slight friction sound between his teeth. He asked in a dull and firm voice: "Old Madam, what brilliant ideas do you have?"

Madam Zheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes: "What other good ideas can you come up with? Of course, you have to be more ruthless. Su Wanyu is the only heir of the Su family, and her father has already handed over the power of the family to her. And you, as her husband, if she falls ill, won't you, the son-in-law, have to take care of the affairs of the Su family?"

"But...she is still my wife after all."

Zheng Chengyan's eyes slightly raised, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

Madam Zheng sneered at this, her eyes full of disdain: "Wife? If you can't even have a perfect wedding night, how can you talk about husband and wife. Zheng Chengyan, if you want to achieve great things, you can't be bound by mere love. There are so many women in the world. As long as you can get the top score in the imperial examination and have the financial support of the Su family, you will have endless wealth and glory in the future. Are you afraid that there will be no women throwing themselves into your arms?"

This conversation seemed to be a repeat of the conspiracy in their previous life, where the two were plotting how to make Su Wanyu disappear from their world.

However, Zheng Chengyan's state of mind in this life is different, and there is a hint of hesitation in his determination.

Recalling the eve of his wedding in his previous life, he also dreamed of living in harmony with his wife, but on the way to the Su Mansion to propose marriage, he accidentally caught the whispers of others: "The second son of the Zheng family is really useless. He married the daughter of the Su family for money."

"Having no future is a small matter. I don't think he is worthy of the young lady of the Su family."

These words came from the Yan family, a wealthy family in Beijing. The Yan family had proposed marriage to the Su family but failed, and they were filled with resentment, so their words were full of sarcasm and harshness.

These two sentences were like a curse, lingering in Zheng Chengyan's mind day and night, becoming the source of his lingering pain.

People said that he was not worthy of Su Wanyu, which instead aroused his pride and resentment.

The more gentle and dignified she was, the stronger his inner dissatisfaction and resentment became.

Perhaps, only with the help of Su Wanyu's identity as a merchant's daughter can he regain his lost pride and self-esteem.

Therefore, he often used this as an excuse to belittle her in an attempt to gain the upper hand in the marriage.

Now, facing the real decision of separation, there was only one thought circling in his mind - he could not let Su Wanyu go easily.

Although what Mrs. Zheng said made sense, it gave Zheng Chengyan new inspiration.

If she was sick and weak, or even disabled, wouldn't she have to rely on him? At that time, what choice would she have other than to submit to him?

Zheng Chengyan was conflicted, but when he thought of the test paper in Su Wanyu's hand, he did not dare to act rashly even though he had such an intention.

Seeing Zheng Chengyan remained silent for a long time, Madam Zheng mistakenly thought that he was feeling pity: "Yan'er, you must not be indecisive. Your father is not here, this is a godsend opportunity."

Zheng Chengyan frowned, his face was sad, and he cupped his hands and said, "Madam, please allow me to think about it again."

Madam Zheng's face darkened and she glared at him unhappily. After a long while, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it. Go down first and come back to me when you have thought it through."

"Yes, old lady."

Zheng Chengyan left the room in a daze.

As he left, Mrs. Zheng couldn't help cursing, "You useless bastard! You can't even handle a woman!"

She coughed a few times and called out, "Someone come."

Mother Zhou stepped forward quickly: "Madam, what do you want?"

Madam Zheng had a gloomy face and frowned, and her tone revealed an unquestionable coldness: "Go, find a few people to tie up Su Wanyu, and it would be best if she could take some medicine and say that the Second Young Madam is suffering from hysteria."

"Don't let her make trouble again."

"If she still doesn't obey, break her legs and see where she can escape!"

Mother Zhou lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly: "Grandma, will this..."

Madam Zheng interrupted with a wave of her hand: "Since she has married into the Zheng family, life and death, illness, which one of them is not decided by our Zheng family?"

"Have you forgotten about the Zhou family? Let's see what the Zhou family can say now?"

"Go ahead, be quick and don't let Su Wanyu have the chance to go back to the Su family for help."

Mother Zhou bowed respectfully and replied, "Yes, old lady."

Just as they were about to go out, the door was pushed open at this moment, and a group of servants rushed into the room, startling both Madam Zheng and Mother Zhou.

"What...what's going on?"

Madam Zheng was dumbfounded, her face full of astonishment.

Little Guo, with her visibly pregnant belly, walked forward with the help of her maid Xiang'er: "Madam, it's so late, where are you going?"

Madam Zheng recognized the other party and her expression relaxed a little: "I have an urgent matter that needs to be handled by Madam Zhou. If you don't have any urgent matters, please make way."

Little Guo calmly sat down beside her, her hand gently resting on her bulging belly: "Old lady, your health is not good, you should just rest and recuperate in the hospital, and don't worry about things that you shouldn't worry about."

Madam Zheng was shocked when she heard this: "Guo Jing'er! You are so brave to teach me a lesson!"