Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

She could never let Song Cuixi marry into the Zhou family again and make her live a miserable life.

Xia Xiaorou narrowed her eyes and drove away in the donkey cart.

She first went to the embroidery shop, picked up the baby clothes, and then drove the donkey cart directly to Yanyuan.

The gatekeeper was surprised for a moment to see her coming suddenly, but thinking of her status in Yanyuan, he did not ask the reason and let her in.

Xia Xiaorou parked her donkey cart at the door and walked into the manor with her cloak pulled up. The gatekeeper immediately went to look after her donkey cart.

Today the weather was fine, and plum blossoms were blooming everywhere in the farm. Some maids and servants were pruning branches. When they saw Xia Xiaorou coming, some looked at her intently, while others bowed and saluted.

Xia Xiaorou was familiar with the route and went straight to Yan Heng's small garden.

The door was closed, so she knocked on it gently.

"My husband is taking a nap. Who told you to knock on the door? If you wake him up, you'd better be punished!" He Ying's voice came from inside the door, with a bit of anger and warning.

Hearing this familiar voice, Xia Xiaorou was not angry because of being misunderstood. She knew that He Ying was Yan Heng's personal maid and was very loyal to Yan Heng, so she was so nervous.

He Ying opened the door and was about to scold the person who knocked on the door, but she found that it was Xia Xiaorou standing outside the door. The anger on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a surprised smile: "It turned out to be Madam Xia, why did you come here suddenly?"

Although she was full of doubts, He Ying still stepped aside to make way and invited Xia Xiaorou into the house.

Xia Xiaorou stood at the door and looked inside cautiously, "Is Mr. Yan resting? Then I'd better wait for a while."

He Ying smiled and responded, "Madam Xia, please go inside and wait. It's cold outside and you may catch a cold easily."

After saying that, she closed the small garden door, stepped forward, held Xia Xiaorou's arm, and led her into the small hall outside Yan Heng's bedroom.

He Ying brought hot tea, some snacks and fruits, and then left quietly.

Xia Xiaorou glanced at the closed bedroom door, then sat quietly in the chair and waited.

Perhaps it was because of the sleepiness during pregnancy, or perhaps it was because the room was warm and comfortable. After Xia Xiaorou drank half a cup of tea, she fell asleep with her head tilted to one side without realizing it.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was wearing a man's cloak.

There was something familiar and reassuring about the cloak.

She recognized it as Yan Heng's cloak.

Thinking of the rumors she had heard before about Yan Heng and the fourth young lady of the Wen family in Beijing, Xia Xiaorou hurriedly stood up, took off the cloak from her body and placed it on the chair.

Just then, a deep male voice sounded behind her: "Are there thorns on that dress? Do you dislike it so much?"

Xia Xiaorou turned around in a hurry, her eyes not fixed on Yan Heng, but she lowered her eyes slightly, bowed to Yan Heng, and said softly: "Lord Yan."

Yan Heng slowly walked up to her, put his arms around her slender waist, leaned over and stared at her, with a faint smile on his lips, "Why are you so polite today?"

Xia Xiaorou pursed her lips gently and tried to push him away, but found that she could not shake his strength at all, "Mr. Yan, I want to ask you for a favor."

Yan Heng looked at her frowning brows, snorted, and said jokingly: "Xia Xiaorou, since you are asking for help, you have to show some sincerity. How can you do it with such an insincere attitude like yours?"

Xia Xiaorou didn't dare to resist anymore and could only let Yan Heng hold her tightly.

The corners of Yan Heng's lips slightly raised, and he leaned over and gently kissed her lips.

Xia Xiaorou instinctively wanted to resist, but was worried that it would anger Yan Heng. If Yan Heng refused to help, then Song Cuixi would be able to marry into the Zhou family smoothly.

She had no choice but to try her best to please Yan Heng.

She was suddenly distracted, and this subtle change was immediately noticed by Yan Heng.

"Are you worried about something?" Yan Heng stopped and asked, staring at her eyes.

Xia Xiaorou took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "Lord Yan, I'm in some trouble right now. Can you help me with a little favor?"

Yan Heng raised his eyebrows, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, "If you want my help, just tell me." This stupid woman, she actually needs to beg him for help?

Xia Xiaorou took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "My ex-husband's sister-in-law's family has arranged a marriage for her, but that family is very fierce, and she has always been at odds with me. I'm worried that if she marries into that family, she will be even more powerful and make things even more difficult for me."

Yan Heng narrowed her eyes and asked coldly, "So?"

Xia Xiaorou hesitated for a moment, but still gritted her teeth and said, "Can you marry Song Cuixi? Take her in as your concubine?"

In this way, Song Cuixi will stay with Yan Heng and Yan Heng will not look for her again.

Moreover, with Yan Heng's temper, if Song Cuixi wanted to cause trouble, Yan Heng would definitely punish Song Cuixi.

This is a win-win situation.

After hearing this, Yan Heng's face instantly turned gloomy. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Xia Xiaorou dangerously, his voice low and cold: "What did you say?"

Xia Xiaorou was frightened by his eyes and trembled all over, but she still said with a stiff upper lip: "I said, if you marry Song Cuixi as your wife, she won't bully me anymore. The people in your village are all decent people, and they will definitely not go along with her and become accomplices to the evil."

"Xia Xiaorou!" Yan Heng swung her sleeves and pointed to the door, "Get out!"

Xia Xiaorou refused to leave. She frowned and asked carefully, "Lord Yan, do you agree or not?"

Yan Heng was so angry that she wanted to strangle Xia Xiaorou's neck, "Get out!"

Xia Xiaorou lowered her eyes, turned around and walked out silently.

Yan Heng's temper is unpredictable, and now, she can't figure out Yan Heng's temper.

Since he wouldn't help, she had to think of another way.

After Xia Xiaorou left, Yan Heng smashed a tea bowl.

The loud noise frightened He Ying so much that she hurried over, "My dear."

Yan Heng sneered and pointed outside the door, "Do you know what Xia Xiaorou just said to me?"

He Ying was waiting in the next room to listen to the message.

Of course she heard what Yan Heng and Xia Xiaorou said.

Because the two of them were talking in quite loud voices, and they were speaking in a manner of quarreling.

Yan Heng smashed the cup. Obviously, Xia Xiaorou's words made Yan Heng angry.

He Ying knew Yan Heng's temper very well and didn't dare to offend her again. She could only say, "I didn't hear it."

"She asked me to take her ex-husband's sister-in-law in as my household member. She dared to say that." Yan Heng sneered.

He Ying blinked, "She said that for a purpose, right?"

"Her sister-in-law has found a good match, and she is worried that her sister-in-law will marry into a powerful family and bully her even more. Oh, if I take her sister-in-law in, isn't she afraid that her sister-in-law will bully her even more rampantly? This stupid woman!"

"What are you going to do, my dear?"