"Second Madam, please don't faint yet."

Butler Hong took a big step to Yu Qingyuan, and seeing that she had fainted, he quickly shouted into the house, "Old Zhou, come and wake her up."

As Butler Hong finished speaking, a slovenly old man with a white beard was pushed out by a cute fat girl, "Grandpa, hurry up, Butler Hong is calling you!"

Doctor Zhou, who was pushed out, walked reluctantly to Madam Yu's side, took out two silver needles from somewhere, and directly pricked the woman to wake her up.

Madam Yu had just woken up and hadn't even caught her breath when Butler Hong threw her a letter of divorce.

"Before leaving, the master said that the madam can take her dowry with her. As for the second and third young ladies, the master said that he has raised them for you for so many years, and he has done his best. From now on, these two young ladies will have nothing to do with our Fan family. Please remember to change their surnames back to their father's. From now on, the two young ladies will be called Yang Yurong and Yang Yueyue."

Butler Hong's words were like throwing a firecracker into the crowd; the fuse burned out and it exploded with a crackling sound.

"These two are not biological children? How did your father know?" Jiang Si was stunned.

Fan Tong didn't even think about it, and answered directly: "They are so stupid, anyone with a discerning eye can see it!"

"That's true." Jiang Si nodded in agreement.

Compared with the harmonious scene here, Yu Qingyuan and her daughter felt like the sky was falling.

Fan Yurong, no, it should be Yang Yurong, who was already half dead, had forgotten to cry at this moment. No matter how stupid she was, she understood at this moment that she and her third sister were not children of the Fan family, but were born to her mother and her concubine.

Looking at the envelope in her hand with the word "Divorce" written on it, Yu Qingyuan was so angry that she was shaking all over. She had been planning for half her life, but she didn't expect it to end up like this.

After being married for more than ten years, Yu Qingyuan never expected that Fan Zhirong would humiliate her like this, divorce her in public, and expose her ugly deeds in front of everyone. This was going to kill her!

Fan Ruoxue's mind was also very confused at the moment. She thought that her mother would at most be sent to the farm to fend for herself, but she didn't expect that her father would divorce his wife in public. Such a humiliation was forcing her mother to die.

She felt that her father was being too harsh on her mother. Her mother was having an affair with her cousin simply because she couldn't stand the loneliness. How could he treat her like this?

Even if the second and third sisters are not my father's daughters, I have raised them for so many years. How can I just kick them out? This is a bit too much.

"Cousin, why is your house more lively than the palace?" Murong Zhengjue sat in the carriage, looking at Madam Yu in the center of the crowd, his chin supported by his hands, with an expression of watching a show.

"It's quite lively." Jiang Si nodded, leaned on the edge of the carriage, folded her arms and watched the show, as if it had nothing to do with her.

She wanted to watch the show peacefully, but some people didn't want her to be too comfortable.

"Young Madam, how do you want to deal with the next matter?" Butler Hong's face instantly turned into a smile, and the meaning was very clear: it's up to you what happens next.

Although Jiang Si didn't really want to take on this troublesome task, she was still happy to teach Yu a lesson, just as revenge for the little silly dog.

"Second Madam, no, Madam Yu was also my elder. Since father has made all the arrangements, let's send a few people to help check and count Madam Yu's dowry. It doesn't matter what she does when she comes, but don't mix it up with our Fan family's stuff."

Jiang Si's words sounded nice, but everyone present could tell that she was afraid that Yu would take away things that didn't belong to her.

After a while, Yu gradually calmed down. Leaving the Fan family was a foregone conclusion, and she had to make plans for the future.

She had also accumulated a lot of private property from these heads of families, and taking them all away would be enough to ensure her safety for the rest of her life.

"Mrs. Fan, if that's the case, shouldn't you let me go back and take inventory of my things?"

Yu pulled her hand out of Fan Ruoxue's arms, straightened her body, and tried to appear less embarrassed.

"It's natural."

Go, go, go and see the big surprise I left for you.

Jiang Si was cheering in her heart and really wanted to see what Yu's expression would be when she knew that her small private vault had been emptied.

Yu looked at her second daughter on the ground with disdain and said to Fan Ruoxue beside her: "Xue'er, help that idiot up. He wants to die instead of living a good life."

Fan Ruoxue actually wanted to find an excuse to leave, but with so many people watching, she didn't want to be branded as unfilial, so she could only walk away.

But who would have thought that as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was pushed away by Yang Yurong, and she even crawled up from the ground by herself.

"You're still blaming me? How good are you? Didn't I learn to be like this from you? You didn't want to be the mistress of the Fan family, but did something like this. Now you've been divorced."

The scene of the mother-daughter feud made a group of people who were about to leave stop in their tracks.

"You... are such an idiot." Madam Yu felt that what happened today was embarrassing enough, and she didn't intend to say much to her stupid daughter. She sighed and shook her head, then continued walking towards the mansion.

But she had only taken a few steps when she was stopped by Yang Yurong. "Yes, I am stupid. Big sister is smart and sensible, and I am your favorite. I knew that you looked down on me since childhood, but I still asked the prince to help you. If it weren't for you, how could the prince do those things? How could he..."

Snapped!

The crisp sound of slapping interrupted Yang Yurong's next words. Her face, which was already red and swollen from being slapped by Jiang Si, had become numb.

"You hit me?" Yang Yurong covered her face and looked at her mother in disbelief.

"You are my child, isn't it right for me to hit you? You are so stupid. You think Chen is standing up for you, but he is clearly..."

"Mother!"

Before Yu Qingyuan could finish her next words, she was interrupted by Fan Ruoxue's scolding. She quickly stepped forward and whispered in Yu's ear, "Mother, trouble comes from your mouth."

Now that she no longer has the protection of the Fan family, Fan Ruoxue is sure that if her mother dares to say anything unfavorable to Prince Chen today, she will be found dead on the street in a few days.

Yu was really irritated by her stupid daughter just now, but after being reminded by Fan Ruoxue, she finally reacted and shut up immediately.

Seeing the intimacy between the mother and daughter, Yang Yurong, who was already jealous, felt even more wronged and started crying, "Do you think I want to? You don't know anything at all. Don't look at Murong Zhengqing's appearance as a decent person, but he is actually a loser. He is faster than anything else in bed. What do you know? If I wasn't so lonely, how could I do such a thing?"

Listening to Yang Yurong's crying, except for the green tea little prince Murong Zhengjue, everyone else's mouth opened into an O shape.

Oh my god, what a shocking revelation! It really is true that appearances cannot be judged by appearances. The Third Prince, Prince Chen, looks like a handsome man. Who would have thought that he is actually...

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