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

However, Zheng Chengyan suddenly lowered his voice to make sure no one around could hear him: "Su Wanyu, don't think that you will have the opportunity to enter the gate of the Regent's Palace after leaving the Zheng Mansion. Have you ever thought about whether you are worthy of the dignity of the Regent?"

There was a hint of provocation in his tone, "After all, you can only be a concubine at best."

"Concubine, Su Wanyu, that's your limit."

His words were like needles, trying to leave a final scar in her heart.

Su Wanyu paused for a moment, turned around, and said with disdain: "Even if she is a concubine, it is a hundred times better than being your legal wife."

She knew exactly how to hit Zheng Chengyan's soft spot with just one sentence, and she achieved her goal.

The pride on Zheng Chengyan's face froze in an instant, replaced by unconcealable resentment and humiliation.

Before he could refute, Su Wanyu came to the emperor with the document in her hand and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Looking at his sister's satisfied smile, the emperor also felt relieved.

It was not advisable to stay here for long, so he took advantage of the crowd to leave the dramatic Zheng Mansion early.

Before leaving, the emperor whispered to comfort her: "Sister, stay at the Su Mansion for a few days first. I will choose a princess's mansion for you as soon as possible."

Su Wanyu had already packed up her personal belongings, and everything was quickly transported back to the Su Mansion.

After leaving the ancestral hall, she never set foot in Chunjiang Garden where she had lived for many years again, but directly got on the carriage heading for a new life.

In just a few hours, Chunjiang Garden was deserted, and all traces she left there seemed to have been wiped out without a trace.

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only the old lady, little Guo and the lonely Zheng Chengyan in the Zheng Mansion.

Madam Zheng fainted due to excessive anger, and Xiao Guo quickly sent someone to help her back to the inner courtyard.

In the end, Zheng Chengyan was the only one left standing there alone in the huge mansion, holding the cold document in his hand, looking up to the sky and laughing, his laughter was mixed with helplessness and unwillingness.

Tears sparkled in his red eyes, flowing both for Su Wanyu and for himself.

On the other side, in the speeding carriage, Su Wanyu's mood was completely different. Her heart was beating like a drum. The calmness she had felt in the ancestral hall before now seemed as distant as a dream.

She pinched the hem of her skirt and asked Yunyi beside her with a trembling voice: "Yunyi, are we really going home?"

Yunyi smiled gently and replied, "Yes, Miss, we are going home."

She held Su Wanyu's hand tightly, her eyes full of sincere blessings: "Congratulations, Miss, you are finally freed from the invisible cage of the Zheng family."

"Yes, I am finally free, and have escaped from the place that has imprisoned me for half my life."

Su Wanyu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes hanging with tears of relief, but deep in her heart, she felt unprecedented ease and joy.

Today, since we parted from Zheng Mansion, the sky has been as clear as if washed, the sun is pouring down, warm and bright, and all things seem particularly vibrant in this light.

This scene seemed to be the end of a life, but in her heart it was quietly brewing a new beginning.

She used to be like a pearl hidden in the dark night, enduring in silence and silently bearing the heavy pressure of fate.

And from now on, those days of forbearance will become a thing of the past.

She vowed to break free from the shackles that had bound her for so long in an upright manner, stand before the world as a strong person, and let those who had brought her pain and despair experience the same pain and helplessness firsthand.

In the car, Ping's mother wiped the tears that were about to fall from her eyes with a handkerchief, and said gently but firmly: "My silly girl, don't cry. With the big tree of the Su family to protect you from the wind and rain, why worry about not finding a good home?"

Mammy didn't understand that her tears did not come from fear of marriage, but from a release from her past life.

On the side, Yun Yi interjected, her tone revealing the innocence and directness of a young girl: "Mammy, why do women have to marry? Even if the young lady doesn't marry, the Su family's foundation is enough for her to live a worry-free life for the rest of her life."

Ping's mother's expression became serious, and a hint of sophistication flashed in her eyes: "You are still young, and you don't understand many things. Women need support after all. Only with a good home can the family business be more stable."

Although Yun Yi didn't completely agree in her heart, she was very eager for the young lady to find a good match: "That's right. With your status and position, there's no reason why you can't get the man you want to marry!"

Mother Ping seemed to suddenly come to her senses, and a thought flashed through her mind.

The eldest princess has secretly prepared everything, and even the emperor has made up his mind to reveal Su Wanyu's true identity to the world after the spring imperial examination.

At that moment, she will no longer be just the daughter of a merchant family, but a true princess, extremely noble.

Siqi crossed her arms, looked through the car window at the scenery outside, and raised a confident smile: "Madam, there is no need to worry about the young lady. When the truth comes out, only the Zheng family will shed tears."

Yun Yi smiled brightly, with a sly look in her eyes. "That's right, the second young master of the Zheng family will be filled with remorse and grief. The position of the consort that was within his grasp was ruined by his own ignorance."

"And that old lady Zheng, she didn't cherish the future princess as her granddaughter-in-law, but insisted on having her own way and forced her to leave."

Yun Yi became more and more excited as he spoke. "I think by then, their whole family will be beating their chests and stamping their feet, and crying for three days and three nights would not be enough."

"Not just three days, at least ten days."

Siqi shook her head and emphasized her tone.

"No, at least we have to follow the ancient rituals and cry for forty-nine days."

Siqi insisted.

Yun Yi nodded in agreement, her eyes full of anticipation for the future: "Then let's see if they still have the nerve to show off in front of my young lady."

The conversation in the car amused Su Wanyu. Forty-nine days? That depends on whether they are lucky enough to live that long.

The carriage continued to move forward. In just a meal's time, the incident that occurred in the Zheng Family Ancestral Hall had quickly become a hot topic of discussion on the streets.

The setting sun gradually sank into the horizon, and the evening glow dyed the sky into a dreamy purple.

Su Wanyu's carriage slowly stopped in front of the towering gate of the Su Mansion.

She gently lifted the car curtain, and the first thing that came into her eyes was her father's familiar and kind figure.

Her father was holding her beloved little girl in his arms, surrounded by many servants, waiting for her return with a happy face.

With Yun Yi's support, she lowered her head slightly and stepped out of the car. When she raised her head again, Gu Linjun's handsome figure unexpectedly appeared in her sight.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun and the sunset glow, he was wearing a water-moon white shirt and a mutton-fat jade crown on his head. His former majesty was restrained, replaced by a temperament as gentle as jade.

In particular, the tenderness that inadvertently revealed between his brows was like a gentle spring breeze, making people feel an indescribable warmth and security.

Su Wanyu involuntarily stopped and stared at him, and was distracted for a moment.