Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Jing'an Marquis Mansion.

Jiang Muxue had not returned for many days, and rumors were rampant in the capital. Xie Jingyuan hesitated for several days, and finally made up his mind and wrote a strongly worded divorce letter.

Xie Jingyuan held up the divorce letter, quickly blowing away the ink, a smug smile playing on his lips. That bitch, Jiang Muxue, had dared to elope with someone behind his back. Divorcing her was a matter of course, and even the Jiang family, with all their power, couldn't find fault with her. Once he was free of Jiang Muxue and the Jiang family, he would have no more concerns and could legitimately cling to the powerful figure of Princess Shuhua.

Thinking of the vague hints that the eldest princess had given when they were meeting in private, Xie Jingyuan's heart was stirred, and a fiery light ignited in his eyes, as if he had already seen himself rising to prominence and becoming extremely powerful.

Xie Jingyuan didn't delay any longer and ordered the servant to prepare the sedan chair immediately. He wanted to go to the Jiang Mansion in person and throw the divorce letter in Old Madam Jiang's face, to avenge the humiliation he had suffered when he knelt in front of the Jiang Mansion and humbly begged Jiang Muxue to marry him.

Taking the servants and retainers with him, Xie Jingyuan strode out of the mansion with his head held high. Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the corner of the street.

He looked up and saw a team of royal guards escorting two ornately decorated carriages heading towards the Marquis's mansion.

The carriages slowly came to a stop, the curtains lifted slightly, and Eunuch Deshun, holding a whisk, slowly stepped down from the first carriage. Immediately afterwards, the curtain of the second carriage was also gently lifted, and Jiang Muxue stepped down gracefully and calmly.

Xie Jingyuan's eyes fell on Jiang Muxue, and he was instantly enraged. He rushed to Jiang Muxue, raised his hand and swung it at her face, cursing, "Bitch, you dare to come back? You've disgraced the Marquis' Mansion. Today, I will divorce you!"

But before his palm could land, it was clamped tightly by a pair of hands like iron pliers. He turned around and saw that it was Leng Shuang, the maid in Xie Qingli's yard.

Xie Jingyuan's eyes were wide open, and he was about to scold, but he saw Leng Shuang's lips curled up into a sneer. She exerted force suddenly, and there was a "click" sound, and Xie Jingyuan's hand fell down weakly.

Xie Jingyuan's face was as pale as paper. Severe pain swept through his body like a tide, and he couldn't help but groan in pain. His hand... was it broken?

He covered his wrist, which was burning with pain, and stumbled back a few steps. He glared at Leng Shuang with gritted teeth, his angry voice trembling with pain: "You bitch, how dare you lay a hand on me! Come, take her down!"

The servants rushed forward, but stopped in their tracks when they saw Leng Shuang's sharp gaze.

Eunuch Deshun had seen enough of the show. He flicked his whisk gently, walked over to Xie Jingyuan's side, and said in a calm voice, "My Lord, as a family, harmony is the most important thing. Fighting and killing is unbecoming! You are so angry, isn't it just a joke?"

Xie Jingyuan then remembered that Eunuch Deshun was present. He endured the severe pain in his wrist and bowed, saying, "Thank you very much, Eunuch, for your help in capturing this shameless bitch for me. But... I wonder if you have caught the adulterer who eloped with her?"

Eunuch Deshun frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He asked in a deep voice, "My Lord, what's the origin of this? Seven days ago, the Marquis' wife, at the request of Old Grand Tutor Yao, braved the bitter cold and went to Hongfu Temple to pray for Empress Yao. Today, she immediately went to the Imperial Mausoleum to pay her respects to Empress Yao. Where does this 'adulterer' come from?"

Xie Jingyuan's face froze, his eyes filled with disbelief. He lowered his voice and advised, "Eunuch, the fact that Jiang eloped has long been known to everyone. You don't need to bother covering it up for her... Old Master Yao is highly respected and has lived in seclusion for many years. Using him as a cover now will only affect his reputation. Why not..."

A cold glint flashed in Eunuch Deshun's eyes, and his voice suddenly sternly said, "My Lord, be careful what you say! This matter was spoken by Old Master Yao himself in front of the Emperor. I left the palace today precisely at the Emperor's command to accompany the Marquis' wife to the Imperial Mausoleum for homage. How can we talk about covering it up? Could it be that My Lord is questioning the Emperor?"

Xie Jingyuan's forehead was covered with sweat. He quickly bowed deeply and said in a trembling voice, "Please calm down, eunuch! I was confused for a moment and spoke without thinking. I have no intention of questioning the emperor's intention!" As he moved, a letter slipped out of his arms quietly and fell to the ground with a "pop".

Xie Jingyuan's heart tightened and he hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but his wrist was in unbearable pain and he failed to pick it up after several attempts.

Deshun raised his chin slightly, and a clever little eunuch stepped forward quickly, picked up the letter quickly, and presented it respectfully to Eunuch Deshun.

Eunuch Deshun's gaze fell on the two large characters "Divorce Letter" on the cover. He couldn't help but snort coldly, flicking his whisk and sarcastically saying, "Husband and wife are one, sharing honor and disgrace. It's one thing for the Marquis not to defend his wife, but he actually wants to divorce her. It's truly disheartening!"

Jiang Muxue took the divorce letter and glanced at it calmly, her heart as still as water, without a ripple. She bowed to Eunuch Deshun and said softly, "Thank you for your justice, Eunuch. I am deeply grateful."

She slowly turned around again, looked at Xie Jingyuan with a cold gaze, and smiled mockingly: "Today, it is indeed time for a divorce, but it is not you who divorces me, but me who divorces you. I, Jiang Muxue, want to divorce my husband!" As she spoke, she raised her hand and tore the divorce letter into pieces, and the scraps of paper fell like snowflakes.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. The servants and attendants of the Marquis's mansion, as well as the onlookers, all stared with wide eyes and whispered among themselves. Since ancient times, only husbands could divorce their wives, and at most, the couple would divorce amicably. Was there ever a precedent for a wife divorcing her husband?

Everyone in the mansion had already received the news and was hiding behind the gate to watch the excitement. An clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her heart in a panic. Jiang Muxue was her only ally in this mansion. If Jiang Muxue left, what would she do?

On the other side, Xie Qingrong couldn't help but applaud Jiang Muxue. She whispered a few words to the maid beside her. The maid nodded and left quickly.

Xie Jingyuan's face turned pale with anger. He stared at Jiang Muxue intently, his voice tinged with sarcasm, "Jiang, stop your nonsense! You want to divorce your husband? That's a complete joke! Looking back at Dongling's hundreds of years of history, I've never heard of a woman being able to divorce her husband! What kind of trouble do you think you can cause with just a woman like you?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Eunuch Deshun, his eyes full of matter-of-factness, his tone a bit flattering and tentative: "Eunuch, you understand Dongling history best, don't you agree?"

Eunuch Deshun frowned and said calmly, "Your Excellency is too kind. I am not well-versed in the history of Dongling. However... perhaps there is, and Your Excellency is unaware of it. I will certainly discuss it with Your Majesty upon my return to the palace to see if he has heard of it."

Xie Jingyuan was filled with fear and shock. If Eunuch Deshun had personally sent Jiang Muxue back, the rumors in the capital would have been dispelled within half a day. He had already lost the upper hand by hastily divorcing her without first understanding the reason. If Jiang Muxue had made another move to divorce him, he would have been drowned in the spit of the city dwellers.

He looked at the crowd around him, his eyes rolled, and suddenly remembered the trick he used when he proposed to Jiang Muxue, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

He knelt down in front of Jiang Muxue with a plop, his voice full of regret: "Xue'er, it was because of my confusion that I believed the rumors and misunderstood you! What happened today is all my fault. I beg you to forgive me this time for the sake of our years of marriage..."