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Xie Daoru smiled coldly and said:

"Who gave it to you? Have you asked? It's fine if your wife didn't give it to you, but Yu'er is your blood, right? You didn't even raise your own son. If these things were known to the outside world, you, the Marquis, would never be able to leave your house again. You would be so ashamed that you should find a piece of tofu to hit yourself to death!"

He would not do anything to kill himself, but now Nangong Su wished he had a hole in the ground to crawl into.

And Xie Daoru continued to speak slowly:

"Now that Yu'er has started a family, it's time to sort out the things in the backyard. My sister asked me to tell her that she wants a divorce."

Before Xie Daoru could finish his words, Nangong Su jumped three feet high and roared:

"No, no, I won't divorce you."

Xie Daoru said coldly:

"Not getting a divorce? That's fine. Qingrou will move to the other courtyard and live alone starting tomorrow. She won't have to worry about this mansion anymore."

"And the scandals of your Nangong family will naturally be revealed to the world one day."

Nangong Su was anxious. What's the difference between moving to a separate courtyard and getting a divorce?

Nangong Su almost knelt down and reached out to grab Xie Daoru's arms:

"Brother, please persuade Ah Rou. I was wrong before. I will live a good life with her from now on. Really, I won't divorce her. I really won't divorce her!"

Xie Daoru snorted and said:

"When the old marquis asked to marry my sister to you, you did not object, and you had a child with her after marriage. But how did you treat her?"

Xie Daoru is not usually angry, but when he gets angry he can be very scary.

He picked up the tea again, but put it down heavily:

"Tell me, have you ever thought about her in these years? Have you ever cared about them and their son? Not only that, you probably don't even know when Arou's birthday is? Maybe you don't even know your son's birthday. You only know about your concubine and her child."

"My Xie family never thought that in order to repay a favor, my sister was married to the marquis, but she was sent to be humiliated. There is no concubine under the name of the daughter of my Xie family! And your family has a concubine in charge of the family for twenty years. Nangong Su, when did you write a letter to my old man to establish a concubine?"

"If not, you hired a concubine as housekeeper but didn't pay the mistress a monthly salary. This is like rubbing my Xie family to the ground!"

As he spoke, Xie Daoru also became angry and stood up suddenly:

"Oh my, this is getting more and more infuriating. I should submit a memorial tomorrow and ask the royal lord if all of them are like this."

How could it be like this everywhere? Only the Changyong Marquis Mansion and the Nangong Family.

"No, no, big brother, you don't have to go to court. I know I was wrong before, and I didn't mean to confer the title of concubine on you. It was those servants who secretly made up this title. It's not true, it's really not true."

He hastened to explain the matter clearly.

Xie Daoru put the teacup down heavily.

"So, you let the concubine, the housekeeper, bully the mistress? You favor your concubine and destroy your wife?"

Nangong Su was not good at speaking to begin with, and when he met the most eloquent Xie Daoru, he was even more speechless.

"No, no, brother, I...I don't want a divorce!"

Xie Daoru glanced at him calmly:

"I just came to inform you that there are two ways to divorce. One is to do it yourself, and the other is to let the emperor do it. Which method do you want?"

Nangong Su was dumbfounded. No, do you want me to get a divorce?

Nangong Sudu said pleadingly:

"Brother, other people try to persuade people to reconcile instead of to separate. You should try to persuade Ah Rou. From now on, she will have the final say in this family. Really, she is in charge, I really don't. And... and I will never go to those courtyards again. I will only..."

Xie Daoru didn't want to hear this, so he raised his hand to interrupt Nangong Su and said:

"I can't persuade you. Not only can I not persuade you, but after hearing about my sister's life here, I really want to beat you up. I, the daughter of the Xie family, don't have to put up with this. If you can't negotiate well, tomorrow, I will submit a petition for a divorce on behalf of my sister."

Nangong Su's face turned pale, and he sat down dejectedly, but he did not sit on the chair, but sat on the floor next to the desk:

"No, no, we can't divorce. Yu'er, we still have Yu'er! Big brother, I'll go and beg A'rou. We still have Yu'er."

Xie Daoru gave him a sarcastic look:

"My daughter from the Xie family came to your Nangong family to repay her kindness and gave birth to such a good son for you. She taught the child very well. What did you teach the child?"

"There is a paragraph in the letter Yu'er wrote to my son when he was a child. He said that he saw you holding the hand of your wife's son and teaching him how to imitate calligraphy stroke by stroke. But he wanted to hold your hand but never did because you never looked him in the eye."

"This is the impression you left on your son. I only found out about this when I came to Beijing this time. If I had known about this earlier, I tell you, Nangong Su, I would have crippled you."

"So, Yu'er is good-looking and well-educated, all thanks to my sister's good teaching. You should take good care of your precious son in the future. With me here, Yu'er will never suffer any loss in the court."

"Don't bother my sister. I'm here just to inform you. If you agree, we can go our separate ways. If you don't agree, then we can go to the court and talk."

What to say?

No matter where I say it, I can never win over Xie Daoru.

Nangong Su knew this, and it was his fault.

Nangong Su sat there blankly, repeating over and over again:

"I won't divorce. I won't divorce. I won't divorce!"

Xie Daoru glanced at him, turned around and went back to the backyard, where he personally wrote a divorce letter for his sister.

Then he copied it twice more, making three copies in total, one for the government, one for Nangong Su, and one for Xie Qingrou.

After writing it, Xie Daoru still said:

"Sister, have you thought it through? Yu'er won't be able to see you every day in the future."

Xie Qingrou nodded. She certainly understood what this meant, but now that her son had started a family, she felt relieved. She didn't want to see Nangong Su anymore and wanted to leave the Nangong family.

"I've thought about it. Xi'er is also very capable. She should be a good housekeeper. She has her own new ideas for bookkeeping. Even Yu'er has learned from her."

"And Nanny Yang will stay here with them for a few days. When Nanny Yang doesn't want to stay here anymore and Xi'er can take care of herself, Nanny Yang will be with me again."

Xie Daoru said:

"How about going back to Jiangnan?"

Xie Qingrou paused and thought seriously for a while:

"If I have the chance, I will go back to see my parents, but now Yu'er and Xi'er's matter has just been settled, so I will go back then. If my brother is willing to bring my parents over, I will do my best to take care of them."