The mistress is not a cannon fodder, the cold prince falls in love with her every night

But when the Marquis saw the things that Xiao Wen had people carry to Songhe Hall, he still gasped.

He knew that Pei Heng had made continuous military achievements and received generous rewards over the years, but he didn't expect there would be so many.

Several servants went back and forth several times to move the items. The account books and contract documents filled up the courtyard of Songhe Hall, and there were also many large items that could not be moved in the warehouse.

"Mother, are you really going to give me all of this?"

Looking at this huge amount of wealth, the Marquis was a little unsure.

The old lady fell into deep thought, and after a long time she said:

"Heng'er's mother's dowry has a list, it can't be faked, give what is due. As for his private property..."

She paused.

"Just give him half first. Leave the other half with me, I'll take care of it for him first."

She was worried about Xiao Wenshi.

Seeing the Marquis's gloomy face, the old lady added:

"It's not that I don't want to hand it over. After all, Li'er has only been in the mansion for a short time. She's young and has two children to look after. She also has to divide her attention to take care of Heng'er. How can she have the energy to manage these businesses? No rush, let's wait and see."

"Yes!" The Marquis nodded.

In fact, he also had this idea in his mind.

After the mother and son had made their plans, the Marquis picked out half of the property and the corresponding account books and headed towards Qingshan Courtyard in a grand procession.

……

In the evening, when Su Li returned home, he saw boxes piled up in the yard. When he opened them, he found whole books of accounts, as well as countless house deeds, shop deeds, and land deeds.

I couldn't help but stare in amazement.

Marquis Jinyuan himself was talking in Pei Heng's room.

……

Marquis Jin Yuan was also filled with sadness when he saw his son's emaciated appearance.

For the past three years, he couldn't bear to see his son like this, so he rarely set foot in Qingshan Courtyard. But today, his son had already made arrangements for his funeral, so he had to come no matter how reluctant he was.

"Heng'er, your grandmother has already told me that you should give your title to Yan'er in exchange for your property. Heng'er, you don't have to do this..."

As soon as the Marquis opened his mouth, Pei Heng interrupted him.

"Father, if you have something to say, just say it."

The Marquis is sad,

"Heng'er, has the relationship between you and me as father and son become so distant?"

Pei Heng had a sarcastic look on his face.

Father-son love?

Ever since my mother died and my father remarried, hasn't the relationship between father and son become distant since then?

His father always claimed to be proud of him, but that was only because he had made continuous military achievements over the years, his status had risen steadily, and he had brought endless glory and wealth to the Marquisate.

But he has been lying in bed for the past three years. If his father had cared more about him, he would not have been tortured to this point by Xiao Wen.

But Pei Heng didn't blame him.

After all, he is the father.

"If you still care about the relationship between father and son, please grant me one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Pei Heng took a deep breath and said:

"Please, father, write a letter of divorce for me. I will sign it and give it to A-Li after I die. It is up to her to decide whether to stay or go."

"What? A divorce letter?"

The Marquis was greatly shocked.

"That's right. If Ah Li chooses to leave, she can take half of my private property with her. If she doesn't leave..."

"How about not leaving?"

Pei Heng smiled, thinking of Su Li's gentle eyes.

"If she doesn't leave, please take care of her, father. If she's happy living in the mansion, that's fine. If not, please let her live in a separate mansion with her child."

"A branch residence?"

"That's right. The general's mansion granted by the emperor is right on the street. She can move there at any time."

"Are you afraid that I will treat them harshly?"

"Father is a man of integrity, so he wouldn't mistreat his daughter-in-law. But things happen in the inner chamber, and he can't help it. As a widow with two young children, she can only endure the bullying and swallow her anger."

"Heng'er, why are you doing this?"

The Marquis knew that Pei Heng was talking about the Marquis' wife and the two aunts who were difficult to get along with.

"Father, do you agree or not?"

Pei Heng's tone became much firmer.

The Marquis quickly pressed his hand, signaling him not to be anxious.

"Okay, okay, I agree, I agree. But she's a woman, and if she lives in a separate house, it will inevitably cause trouble."

"Is father worried that she might be unfaithful to her husband?"

Lord: “…”

Pei Heng sneered, "She's a pure and innocent woman, and you forced her to marry me for the sake of good fortune. We owe her this in the first place, and no amount of compensation would be enough!"

The Marquis thought to himself, why force her to get married? It was obviously her own choice.

But now is not the time to refute.

Fortunately, he and the old lady had foresight and took away half of the property early on. Even if Su Li took the remaining half, at least most of it would remain in the Marquis' Mansion.

Thinking of this, Marquis Jin Yuan was no longer troubled.

He immediately took out paper and pen and wrote the document in front of Pei Heng.

After Pei Heng confirmed that it was correct, he signed it.

The document is handed over to the Marquis for safekeeping.

Su Li was in the courtyard. When she saw the Marquis come out, she hurried to greet him.

"Greetings, Father."

The Marquis glanced at her dimly, said only to take good care of Heng'er, and left with the servants.

After returning to the room, Su Li and others asked Pei Heng and found out what had happened.

"You are stupid!"

Su Li sat down on the bed and started to scold Pei Heng.

"How can you give up the title just like that? It's yours!"

Pei Heng was very happy and said with a smile:

"What do you mean by deserved or undeserved? I don't want that title at all."

"You don't want it, but I do! I was hoping to become a marquis' wife in the future! Now that's over, my chances are gone!"

Su Li really felt sorry for Pei Heng.

The private property and dowry belong to Pei Heng, and the title also belongs to Pei Heng.

Why should I exchange something that belongs to me for something else that belongs to me!

Isn't this bullshit?

This is too frustrating!

Pei Heng also felt aggrieved and unwilling.

But what if you are unwilling to do so?

If he were in good health and still kept his word as before, the situation and plans would naturally be different.

But now...

"Ah Li, if I die, the title should be inherited by my children. But Huan Ge'er is a concubine's son, they won't let him inherit the title. In the end, won't it fall to Pei Yan?

It will all be his sooner or later anyway, so we might as well be generous and give it to them. It will save us trouble in the future. Besides, getting these properties back now is worth it."

"wrong!"

Su Li stopped him from talking, and keenly caught the loophole in his words.

"No, no! Why am I going to die? Why did it end up on Pei Yan? What do you mean by less trouble in the future? Pei Heng, what nonsense are you talking about? We are getting better day by day!"

"Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense!"

Pei Heng squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Now that I've given it to you, what do you want to do?"

Su Li pinched Pei Heng's nose and scolded:

"You, you, you made such a big decision without even consulting me. If it were me, I wouldn't give you the title, but I'd have to take back the property. These are all yours! I will never let those bad guys succeed."

"Ari, I know you are the best to me."

"Well, forget it. Things have already come to this. It's useless to say anything. Let's just think about the bright side."

Su Li has the most open-minded personality.

Although I feel sorry, there is nothing I can do now that things have come to this.

She pointed to the boxes filled with documents, deeds, and account books in the room, her eyes widening as she said:

"So, these, these are your private money?"