Donate 300,000 yuan to invite the God of War to marry, and I ask for a divorce

"Yun'er was wrong and she should compensate." Mrs. Wang thought for a moment and said doubtfully.

She had heard of Wan Zhou's mother, who was beautiful, of unknown origin, and said to be a business genius. With her wealth, it was not surprising to have such a treasure, but she did not believe that such a rare treasure would be displayed casually. But the thing had been broken, and she could not ask Wan Zhou to find the fragments for identification.

As the wife of a duke, she couldn't afford to lose face by rummaging through garbage just for more than 1000 taels of silver.

Although Wan Zhou did not explicitly say that Wang Sijun was going to smash things, she knew her niece's temper. She must have heard that the two of them had consummated their marriage last night and went to vent her anger.

Mrs. Wang glared at Wang Sijun, saying that he was 16 years old but still did things so disorganized.

Mrs. Wang asked Yu to take out the banknotes immediately, and gave her the change in silver. Mrs. Wang looked at it coldly, thinking: Face is a damn thing, it costs a lot of money.

Wan Zhou accepted it without any hesitation.

The lady of such a wealthy family was very particular about her reputation. She made the bill because she was sure that Mrs. Wang would not look for the fragments to verify.

Wan Zhou took the silver and left respectfully.

Inside the room, Madam Wang frowned at Wang Sijun and said, "Yun'er, you are already 16 years old, why do you still do whatever you want?"

"I told you long ago that your brother Zheng likes quiet and gentle women, like your sister Wan'er, who is delicate and demure. When will you be able to curb your spoiled eldest daughter's temper?"

Mrs. Wang felt a little disappointed.

She has no biological daughter of her own. Although she treats Mu Wan'er as her own daughter, Mu Wan'er does not have her family blood after all.

The most important thing for a noble family is bloodline. Wang Sijun is his niece, and she has high hopes for her. In the future, the Duke's Mansion will be handed over to her, and the glory of the Wang family depends on her.

But Wang Sijun had been spoiled since childhood. He had a simple mind, was not good at calculating, and acted recklessly. Mrs. Wang felt a headache thinking about him.

"Aunt, I have restrained myself. I didn't make any trouble last night." When Wang Sijun heard that Ji Nanzheng did not come out last night, she wanted to rush over. She even walked out of the yard, but met Mu Wan'er and was persuaded to go back.

"Gu Wanzhou is your brother Zheng's consort. How dare you go there and smash things? Who are you? Which young lady would do such a thing?" Mrs. Wang said sternly.

"Aunt, I know I was wrong." Wang Sijun was afraid of Mrs. Wang's seriousness and admitted his mistake in a low voice.

"Okay, stop bothering Gu Wanzhou in the future, and go back and copy the "Rules for Women" 20 times." Although Mrs. Wang loved Wang Sijun, she would not tolerate her if she made a mistake of principle.

"Yes." Wang Sijun bowed reluctantly and went out.

She walked out the door and happened to meet Mu Wan'er.

"Sister Yun, what's wrong with you? You look so sullen. Who offended you?"

It would have been better if she didn't ask. After being provoked by Mu Wan'er, Wang Sijun was furious again. She angrily told Mu Wan'er about the compensation and the punishment of copying the "Female Rules", and gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Wan'er, I must teach Gu Wanzhou a lesson. You are smart, help me think of a way."

"Oh, you're making things difficult for me, aren't you?"

"Just tell me, are you helping me or Gu Wanzhou?" Wang Sijun was unreasonable.

"Of course I'll help sister Yun." Mu Wan'er said with a calculating look in her eyes, "But she is our cousin's wife after all. We can't just not give her food and let her starve, right?"

Hungry?

"Yes, let her starve." Wang Sijun's eyes rolled and a gleam of light flashed.

"Sister Yun, I'm just kidding, don't really do it." Mu Wan'er reminded.

Wang Sijun didn't agree and left with a smile.

Mu Wan'er looked at Wang Sijun's departing back and smiled slightly.

Wang Sijun, this brainless guy, is really smart.

There’s no dinner, Gu Wanzhou, I don’t believe you won’t eat that plate of snow cloud cake.

Mu Wan'er was in a good mood. She turned around and went back, thinking: Gu Wanzhou, I don't want to harm you, I just don't want you to have a baby.

It was dinner time when Qiu Ge came back from outside.

"Miss, the Xueyun cake contains contraceptive medicine." Qiu Ge drank two glasses of water and said hatefully.

Avoid children?

Wan Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly.

She actually forgot about this. She didn't want to get pregnant.

Wan Zhou shook his head. It shouldn't be possible. How could it be such a coincidence? Many women have difficulty getting pregnant. How could she get pregnant in one try?

"Miss, do you think that thing was really put there by Miss Mu?" Bai Lu asked with a frown.

"If not her, who else could it be?" Wan Zhou said with certainty.

To make Xueyun cake, you need to soak rice and red beans for several hours in advance, then grind the rice into rice paste, ferment it and steam it into cake.

The whole process takes about 8 hours to complete the snow cloud cake. The cakes Mu Wan'er sent were not warm, so it was obviously not sent right after they were made.

By this calculation, the pastry had been prepared since last night.

Although the Duke's wife certainly didn't want her to give birth to Ji Nanzheng's child, but if that was what the Duke's wife wanted, she would not let Mu Wan'er, a girl in the boudoir, do such a thing.

So it can only be Mu Wan'er herself.

"Miss Mu looks so gentle and kind, how come her heart is as poisonous as a snake?" Qiu Ge was naive. She originally had a good impression of Mu Wan'er, but now her face was full of hatred and resentment.

"Qiu Ge, you must remember, never just believe what you see with your eyes. People's true colors will be revealed over time. Don't judge a person's goodness or badness easily." Wan Zhou took the opportunity to remind Qiu Ge.

"Miss, I understand. What are you going to do?"