My concubine is pregnant, I tear up the marriage certificate and marry another powerful official

But listening to the cat's sad and painful cry, Lu Yi's heart was frantic and panicked. With his mind blank, he found a rusty dagger, sharpened it, and stabbed it into the cat's belly...

When he lived in the other courtyard, he saw his uncle kill chickens and ducks for them to eat in this way. It was one cut without any pain.

It was dark last night and Lu Yi did not see its miserable state. Now that he saw it, he was really scared.

Lu Yanxiu had no better solution for the time being, so he agreed with a cold face that Lu Yi would receive ten strokes of the board and then kneel in the ancestral hall. After everything was done, he sent housekeeper Zhu to the study to present the already written divorce letter.

"I'll give you what you want."

Looking at the divorce papers he handed over, Su He was stunned and reached out to take it.

"You have worked hard for the family, and considering our past friendship, I rejected my grandmother's proposal to write a divorce letter. There is nothing in the divorce letter that belittles you. Since you and I are not destined to be husband and wife, let's part ways amicably and live in peace!"

Lu Yanxiu spent two whole nights writing this divorce letter. He said it in a nice way because he was thinking of their friendship and didn't want the two of them to separate in an ugly way, but in fact he was afraid of the power of the Su family.

Any random memorial could cost him his official position, so why should he ruin his own future?

Su He spread out the letter paper and took a look.

"It is difficult to reach unity of purpose when two minds are divided."

"To bid farewell and return to our original ways."

"..."

The content was indeed insignificant, just some high-sounding compliments.

She recalled the wedding witnessed by the elders in her family, the long sedan chair with eight bearers and a long wedding dress. Now, several years have passed, and she and the Lu family have been separated by a piece of paper.

Su He's heart suddenly ached.

In his previous life, he was willing to take in Liu Qiuqiu and her children. He loved her and her children too. How could he not have feelings for Lu Yanxiu?

However, the once bright and beautiful feelings gradually faded away, revealing the true and horrifying flesh and blood, which made Su He feel that he was not worthy of it!

"Even so, it's not like other people don't know that you've been childless in the Lu Mansion for three years! It probably won't be that easy to discuss marriage in the future!" Lu Yanxiu looked down at him, exuding an overconfident aura between his brows, "Su He, if you leave me, can you find a better husband?"

Su He frowned and put away the divorce letter. She smiled faintly and ridiculed him in the same tone: "Don't worry, other people may know about it. You have been married to me for three years, and I have kept my mistress for three years. If people ask about it, I will not slander you."

"Why?"

"Sister Liu has lived in the other courtyard willingly for three years and has no regrets. If anyone asks me about it, I will only praise your deep feelings and great love."

My father and mother are right, having three wives and four concubines is too common.

If Lu Yanxiu had not concealed the existence of Liu Qiuqiu from the beginning, perhaps Su He would not have minded so much.

Liu Qiuqiu just felt that she was mocking herself between the lines. What great love, what no regrets, it was just her disgust towards herself!

See, she is really a lady from a noble family. Even disgusting people can be so elegant.

Liu Qiuqiu concealed her disgust for Su He, and pulled Lu Yanxiu's sleeve and asked eagerly: "Husband, Yi'er is so young, it's better to let him kneel in the ancestral hall instead of being beaten with a stick..."

Anyway, Su He has already obtained the divorce papers and is no longer the mistress of the Lu Mansion. Why should she still listen to her orders?

Lu Yanxiu believed that he was not a kind father, and the little thoughts shown by Lu Yi did not escape his eyes. Although he was young, the character he showed was like an executioner.

"Qiqi, I know what to do with this matter," he said.

Liu Qiuqiu wanted to say something but stopped herself in order to maintain her image as an obedient and docile person. However, in her heart, she blamed Su He for Yier's punishment.

It was just a dead cat! Why did she want to associate it with her son? I wonder if it would hurt to hit such a small bone?

Liu Qiuqiu held her breath in her heart and looked at Su He with a cold and terrifying look.

"You can leave the house at any time."

In front of the hall, all the slaves had been dismissed.

Lu Yanxiu spoke coldly to Su He. Without waiting for her to answer, a maid came running over and pointed tremblingly in the direction of Youranju: "The eldest lady! The eldest lady may not be able to make it! She wants to see you, the young lady..."

Zhang?

Su He hadn't seen Zhang for several days since Liu Qiuqiu entered the mansion. She was afraid that she was thinner than she remembered. She never thought that the maid would bring such news.

Su He picked up the hem of her skirt and rushed to Youran Residence. Pei Xia had already rushed outside the house to call for a doctor.

Lu Yanxiu followed behind Su He and asked as he walked, "Mother was fine yesterday, why is she suddenly not well today?"

"I don't know either. When I saw the Madam, she was already lying on the bed, dying..."

There was no sadness on the maid's face, and her tone even became unconsciously lighter, as if they had escaped with the death of the eldest lady.

Leisurely residence.

When Su He arrived, panting, she saw many maids waiting outside the house, but none of them dared to go in. She looked around and asked in a deep voice, "Why aren't you guarding the Madam in front of the bed?"

"To reply to Young Madam, the First Madam won't let us in..."

The three words "Young Madam" were particularly harsh to Lu Yanxiu's ears. He really wanted to tell everyone that Su He was already the Young Madam of the Lu Mansion and there was no need to listen to her orders.

But the words were on the tip of her tongue and she didn't say them. Lu Yanxiu followed her into the house.

Mingchun came to clean the room yesterday, so there was not much dust in the room. On the bed in the inner room, Zhang was half lying on it, her eyes slightly closed, her face pale, and she looked lifeless.

Su He walked to the bed, took Zhang's arm that was resting on the bed, and called softly, "Mother, are you feeling unwell?"

Zhang heard her talking, but her eyelids seemed to be fighting, and she had to work hard to open them.

When the vision blurred and he saw clearly that the person next to him was Su He, he forced a smile: "It's you..."

She must have not been in the water for a long time, the lines on her lips were dry and visible. Su He felt pity for her and moistened her lips with a handkerchief.

Lu Yanxiu thought of his mother who had been scolding Liu Qiuqiu yesterday. How could she become like this in just one night?

It was as if all the energy had been drained from his body. His eyes were weak, his arms drooped, and even raising his eyes became a difficult task. His whole body was like an old body.

"Mother..." he called out.

Hearing his voice, Zhang's pupils widened, and she pointed at him with a slightly bent finger, growling in a hoarse voice: "Get out! Get out!"

Lu Yanxiu was too similar to his father. Even though they were a few steps apart, Zhang seemed to be seeing that devilish man!

Seeing how strongly she reacted, Su He had no choice but to let Lu Yanxiu leave first. It took a while for her to calm Zhang down.

"I want to put on makeup, I want to put on makeup..."

Those few growls just now almost took her life, so she could only say these two sentences silently.

Su He agreed with tears in her eyes and turned to prepare the powder box.

Pei Xia entered from outside, followed by the panting doctor. Fortunately, Zhang did not resist this time and accepted the pulse check obediently.

After a moment, the doctor shook his head regretfully.