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"Aren't you worried about being kicked out of the house? What's wrong with being a concubine? Does it even disgrace your status as a concubine?"

Mrs. Zhang saw Xu Miao standing in the middle of the room. Although she said nothing, she did not show any sign of retreating.

Xu Miao: "Old Madam, a concubine's daughter like me is naturally not worthy of the young general. Please ask the Zhang family to divorce my wife."

Xu Miao stood up straight, her body tense, and bowed to the old lady. This was her first time facing the Zhang family head-on, and it was a one-on-three situation.

"What did you say? You asked the Zhang family to divorce my wife rather than take her as a concubine," Mrs. Zhang said with a ferocious expression.

Divorcing his wife was a very bad choice. Once he did, the Zhang family would be branded as ungrateful. Others would say that the young general was just fine, and the Zhang family was just getting rid of him. The Zhang family didn't want to be branded as such.

With a crisp sound, Mrs. Zhang placed the teacup heavily on the table.

What an ungrateful thing! Who does she think she is? Will the General's Mansion be afraid of her?

"Xu Miao, you have to think clearly about the consequences of divorcing your wife. After the divorce, you can't return to the Xu Mansion. How are you going to live as a woman outside?"

"Being a concubine in the Zhang family, you will be provided with food, clothing and other necessities. Do you still want this? You are dreaming of the Zhang family being grateful to you for the rest of their lives. They are wishful thinking of worshipping you like an ancestor. You'd better recognize your own status and stop thinking about those unnecessary things."

The old lady spoke slowly, "Xu Miao, ever since you came into the mansion, I've known you were a good child who understood right and wrong. Wouldn't it be nice to be a concubine in the general's mansion, with the general's mansion to shelter you from the wind and rain, and let you live a stable life?"

"Divorce is not as simple as you think. Have you ever thought about how you will marry someone else in the future with the reputation of being a divorced wife? What family can compare to the General's Mansion? Besides, you have made great contributions to the General's Mansion, so your future life will naturally not be bad."

The old lady and Mrs. Zhang, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, one played the good cop and the other played the bad cop, and they wanted to keep Xu Miao in the Zhang Mansion.

Xu Miao Qingsong stood straight, and said the same thing: Divorce my wife, and don't make her a concubine.

She was a concubine's daughter, and that was not her choice.

The word "shu" (commoner) weighed down her dignity. She lived in misery every day, not knowing when she would die.

She didn't want to live the rest of her life like a maggot in a dark corner, having to depend on others and listen to their scolding.

If she had a child in the future, the child would walk freely in the sun, not be a lowly slave.

Even if I marry an ordinary person in the future, I will never be a concubine.

Besides, why do you have to get married? You can live the same life.

Seeing Xu Miao standing there unmoved, Old Lady Zhang waved her hand impatiently: "Xu Miao, go back and think about it carefully. Your concubine is the last concession the Zhang family has given you. Don't refuse her favor. It will be more trouble than it's worth."

Xu Miao didn't say a word. He bowed to the old lady and the other two, then turned and left the house.

"Humph, she just wants to cling to the position of young lady and thinks that without her, our Zhang family will be helpless. Wishful thinking!"

As Xu Miao walked out of the house, Zhang Ruyi's sharp and arrogant voice came from behind him.

Xu Miao remained calm when he heard this, as if they were talking about someone else.

"Second Miss, aren't you angry? They are too bullying." Chun'er followed behind Xu Miao, listening to Zhang Ruyi's shrill laughter, her eyes red and tears almost flowing down.

"Chun'er, I'm not angry. Why should I be angry? If I get sick with anger, that's just what they want. Let's go back."

Laugh, I want to see how long you can laugh. Without my blood, Zhang Chengyi will die sooner or later.

In the evening, Zhang Chengyi, who had not returned to Xu Miao's yard for several days, walked into Xu Miao's house.

After Zhang Chengyi recovered, he moved to the front yard and occasionally came to Xu Miao's place for dinner.

After a circle on the brink of death, Zhang Chengyi seemed to be venting his anger. He wanted to take back everything he had lost before.

A few days ago, a reason was found to send a son of the Zhang family back to his hometown to guard the family temple. This son was the one General Zhang wanted to promote to replace him when he was seriously ill.

This was something Zhang Chengyi couldn't stand. He was ill and helpless before, watching helplessly as a bastard was about to replace him.

Now that he has recovered, how could he possibly let a bastard have the chance to take advantage of him?

Although General Zhang was somewhat reluctant to part with this illegitimate son, he thought that Zhang Chengyi had already achieved great success.

It would take several years to train the illegitimate son, so Zhang Chengyi sent him to the ancestral temple, only instructing the servants to take good care of him.

It's said that there are no fathers and sons in the royal family. The same is true in the clans and families, where your value is always measured.

Zhang Chengyi sat at the table and reached out to take the white porridge handed to him by Xu Miao.

The food in Xu Miao's small kitchen is always kept warm so that Zhang Chengyi can eat it anytime he wants.

Xu Miao naturally added something to this porridge, but the time was not up yet. Now Zhang Chengyi still has to live well.

Zhang Chengyi sat there drinking porridge, and Xu Miao sat on the chair opposite him, watching him quietly. Both of them were silent.

"I heard from my mother that you don't want to be a concubine?" Zhang Chengyi drank a small bowl of porridge, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and spoke.

"I met Mingzhu and learned that your mother had begged Lord Xu for this marriage for you for a long time. I don't care about these things."

Zhang Chengyi paused for a moment, looked up at Xu Miao, and continued, "Although I don't care how you got this marriage, you must return the position of wife to Mingzhu now. I love Mingzhu, and no one can replace her. Not even a favor of saving my life can replace her."

"Being a concubine is second only to the wife, so it's not an insult to you. And mother also said that when you have a child in the future, she will bring the child to her yard to raise him. Isn't this a good arrangement?"

"Why did I hear that you wanted to divorce your wife? Do you know the consequences of divorce?"

After hearing what Zhang Chengyi said, Xu Miao didn't rush to defend himself. He picked up the teacup beside him and drank a sip of hot tea.

"The young general has met his elder sister?"

Looking at Xu Miao's unhurried attitude, Zhang Chengyi began to feel a little angry.

When he spoke again, his tone was much stiffer.

"I met Mingzhu. She was worried about me because I was seriously ill. She was also seriously ill at home. My mother was anxious to find someone to celebrate my wedding, fearing that she would miss the right time. And in the Xu Mansion, only you and Mingzhu are of similar age."

"It was your mother who knelt before Lord Xu and begged for a long time before he got you a marriage in his place. On the day of the wedding, Mingzhu fainted in the Xu residence and had to recuperate for a long time before she could go out."

"Now that I've recovered, Mingzhu also hates herself for not being in good health and missing the wedding date. Now is the time for you to give up your position as wife and return it to Mingzhu as a concubine."

In Zhang Chengyi's view, Xu Miao was the evil person standing between him and Xu Mingzhu.

Xu Miao smiled. One dared to speak, the other dared to believe. The eldest sister and the young general were truly a match made in heaven.