Hiding her pregnancy and divorce, she stopped licking and the general panicked

The carriage from the general's mansion drove at a snail's pace, went on strike twice, and was stuck in traffic three times before finally arriving at the yamen gate.

After Zhou got out of the car, she looked left and right but still couldn't see her son.

Never mind, fate is predestined. The fact that two people can come to this point only means that they are not destined to be together.

What's more, one should not be too selfish. Although she likes Jiaojiao, she cannot trap her in the name of love.

Her days in the general's mansion were indeed unhappy, even torturous.

She also has a daughter. If Qianqian was treated like this, she would not be able to tolerate it for a moment and would just go to her house and beat her up.

"Hey……"

Zhou looked at Su Yujiao again. She really felt it was a pity. If the two had no feelings for each other, she would definitely not stop them.

But it is obvious that both of them have each other in their hearts. If they divorce on impulse now, they will regret it in the future.

Especially her silly son. If he really didn't have Jiaojiao in his heart, he would have let her go long ago. He is not an indecisive person.

After the divorce today, he will definitely regret it!!

That devilish man's temper is such that I'm afraid he'll cause chaos everywhere!

Alas, it’s all my own fault, I deserve it!

"Jiaojiao..."

Just as Zhou was about to speak, Su Yujiao interrupted her: "Mother, we're already here, please stop trying to persuade us."

Zhou held her hand, her eyes red and her voice choked: "Mother won't persuade me anymore, mother will go in with you."

"Fate is determined by heaven. Since you and him are not destined to be together, I won't force it."

"I'm sorry for the injustice you've suffered these past few years. I'm sorry for not educating him well."

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to me and I will help you solve them."

"Even if you have nothing to do with Old Seven in the future, I will still treat you like my own daughter."

Su Yujiao turned her face away, wiped her tears, and did not dare to look at Zhou's sad and distressed eyes.

"These banknotes, shop and land deeds are mother's gifts. It's not easy for you to live alone out there. Carry more money with you so that mother can feel at ease."

Zhou opened the box and gave detailed instructions one by one.

Although she had selfish motives and didn't want her son to regret it in the future, since things had come to this, she would not be stingy with the money.

Su Yujiao hurriedly pushed the box back: "Mother, this is your life savings, your daughter-in-law can't have it."

That thick stack of banknotes was worth at least ten thousand taels, and those shops and farms were all prosperous shops and fertile fields.

How could she not be shocked? You have to know that an average family of five only earns thirty or forty taels a year, and her mother-in-law spent ten thousand taels in one go!

Did my mother-in-law empty out the general's mansion?

"Mother, where did you get so much money?"

"It's my mother's money. I didn't touch the general's treasury. It's real money."

"This is what Ziqian owes you, so take it with peace of mind."

Su Yujiao quickly declined, but Zhou Shi was firm: "If you don't accept it, I won't agree to the divorce."

Su Yujiao was so moved that tears streamed down her face: "Thank you, mother!"

"Hurry up and go in. Don't waste time. It will be difficult to deal with it when Old Seven comes."

Su Yujiao looked at her mother-in-law with gratitude.

Zhou smiled kindly. Since she had made up her mind, she might as well be more open-minded.

"Madam, I cannot stamp your divorce agreement?"

Su Yujiao frowned: "Why not?"

The lawyer took a look at Zhou and naturally recognized her identity.

Before General Zhenguo handed over his military power, this woman was a first-rank imperial consort.

Therefore, he naturally recognized Su Yujiao's identity, and the signature on the divorce papers also proved that his guess was correct.

Zhou also asked: "Why can't we stamp it?"

"My son is tied up in official business and can't come. Even if I were to prove that they want to divorce, wouldn't that be possible?"

The lawyer bowed and smiled apologetically, "Madam Lu, the general has specifically instructed that no one can come here to stamp the document unless he comes in person. Otherwise, he will sue me for abuse of power."

"As a humble official, I dare not disobey the general's wishes."

"Also, the Daming Law clearly stipulates that a divorce requires the presence of both spouses."

"Please forgive me, Madam Lu and Young Madam."

Su Yujiao stood there, unable to react for a moment.

Zhou frowned: "When did he come to give instructions?"

"I reminded you once half a year ago, and again a month ago."

"..."

This bastard is focusing all his attention on these things.

Since you don’t want to divorce, why don’t you be nicer to Jiaojiao?

It's useless to just do these things. If the heart is not there, the person who remains is just an empty shell.

Su Yujiao reacted and her face turned gloomy and ugly. Why was he so defensive?

Is he unwilling to divorce because borrowing life has not been successful yet?

Did he really want her to die?

"Su Yujiao!!!"

Lu Ziqian rushed in like the wind, a vein appeared on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and if you looked closely, he was a little out of breath.

The man stared at her with eyes that were not only angry but also terrifying. Su Yujiao stepped back unconsciously. She had never seen him so angry.

The current Lu Ziqian made her feel a little unfamiliar and frightened.

Lu Ziqian approached, pinched the woman's chin, and almost gritted his teeth: "Just for such a small matter, you want to divorce?"

"It seems I've been too nice to you lately and have spoiled you to the point of being lawless."

Su Yujiao's lips trembled, and she stared at him with anger and humiliation, her eyes slightly red and swollen.

"Just for such a small matter?"

"Is my life so worthless in your eyes?"

"You don't want to divorce because borrowing my life hasn't been successful yet?"

"Is my life only valuable if I die?"

At this time, the area was already crowded with people watching the fun.

Su Yujiao didn't want to embarrass herself with him here, so she left the yamen directly.

Lu Ziqian became very annoyed when he heard her talking about death all the time. Women are really troublesome. They will make a fuss over the slightest thing.

Lu Ziqian chased after him and picked him up by the waist. In just a moment, they arrived at the general's mansion.

"What do you mean by borrowing my life? Explain yourself clearly."

"Can you please stop being so desperate and just be a little more normal?"

"Do I think your life is worthless, or do you think your life is worthless? You keep threatening me with death. What's the difference between you and those shrews who cry, make a scene, and then hang themselves?"

Su Yujiao's lips trembled, her throat choked with sobs as if a ball of cotton was stuck in it, and she asked, "You and Chen Yunniang are plotting my death together, and I don't even have the right to cry and make a fuss?"

"What attitude do you think I should have to be considered normal?"

"Do I have to die and give my life to Chen Yunniang to satisfy you?"

The more Lu Ziqian listened, the more he felt something was wrong. When did he start plotting against Chen Yunniang's life? What was going on?

Why didn't he understand what she said?

"Tell me clearly, how did Chen Yunniang and I plot against your life?"

Su Yujiao angrily threw the pottery jar and pointed at the scarecrow on the ground: "Isn't this enough?"

"Even if you don't believe in ghosts and gods, can you curse me at will and make other women happy?"

"If this curse comes true, aren't you afraid that I will really die?"

"Oh, why are you afraid? You wish I would die sooner so that Chen Yunniang can live longer."

Su Yu's delicate lips trembled, and she seemed to have difficulty breathing.

Lu Ziqian finally realized something was wrong.