Asking for a divorce on the way to exile, finding a husband is a great pleasure

Murong Qintian worked diligently for so many years without making any achievements, but when he went to Beijing to report on his work, he got a rare opportunity for promotion.

The reason behind this was obvious to him even without him telling him. He saw clearly how Concubine Yue, the favorite concubine of the harem for many years, reacted when she saw him accidentally drop the jade pendant.

The next day after seeing the pendant, someone came to ask about his family background. As a person who has been in the officialdom for many years, he would definitely guess it right.

After all, it was the woman he had loved for many years who helped him in the dark.

It was the jade pendant she gave him that gave him the opportunity to move up a level, and it was also that jade pendant that brought him an imperial marriage for their only daughter.

God knows how happy he was when he heard the news. He immediately sent an urgent letter back, instructing Qian to burn more incense sticks for Murong Jiaojiao's biological mother.

Who knew that before the imperial decree granting the marriage arrived, the daughter who was to be married was lost first.

God knows how desperate he felt when he heard the news.

Is the immense wealth that is within reach going to turn into a disaster that will wipe out the entire family?

If he lost his daughter, and if he also lost his official position and his beloved son-in-law, and his entire family was executed, he would suffer a great loss.

Without much thought, Murong Qintian had already made a choice in his mind.

It's just a matter of death anyway. Jiaojiao has a quiet personality and doesn't like to go out. She has never met many outsiders. As long as the plan is good, it is not impossible to hide the truth.

After hitting it off with Qian, it no longer mattered to Murong Qintian whether Murong Jiaojiao was dead or alive.

The most important thing in his mind now is who between the two sisters Murong Xinran and Murong Xinyi is more suitable to be the lost Jiaojiao.

In terms of age, Xin Yi is naturally more suitable. But in terms of personality, Xin Yi is too volatile, while the calm Xin Ran is more similar to Murong Jiaojiao.

"What do they say? Who is willing?" After thinking about it for a long time, Murong Qintian still couldn't come to a conclusion. He could only give the choice to the two sisters themselves.

Qian shook her head and said, "This matter has not been decided yet. Fortunately, the imperial edict will not arrive until tomorrow. Let's call them over and discuss it properly."

Murong Qintian nodded when he heard this and immediately sent someone to call the two sisters over.

At the same time, Murong Jiaojiao was helping unload the newly delivered beans in the backyard.

These soybeans were just harvested this year. It is said that the chef wants to make more bean-related dishes, so he bought a cart of soybeans.

When she heard this, Murong Jiaojiao's mouth twitched violently.

It is true that the rich have wine and meat, but the poor freeze to death on the streets.

She is still worrying about food and accommodation, while some people buy a whole cart of soybeans just to cook a few dishes.

Not to mention the other meat dishes. If she wasn't afraid that the meat would go bad due to the hot weather, she estimated that the kitchen would be filled with all kinds of meat today.

The soybeans had just been harvested, and Murong Jiaojiao hadn't had time to catch her breath when someone called out to move things.

The bearded man went over to ask and found out that the kitchen actually needed charcoal to stew food in the middle of summer, and they needed a lot of it, so he asked them to go to the utility room at the back to move it.

The remaining few people were busy with other things, so this matter naturally fell on Murong Jiaojiao, who had just finished moving the soybeans.

"Aqiao, go with that young man and bring two bags of charcoal over."

"Okay brother, I'll go right away." Murong Jiaojiao answered cheerfully.

She has developed a habit in the past two days. Every time she speaks, she deliberately lowers her voice so that others won't be able to tell from her delicate voice that she is actually a woman.

The bearded man was a very thick-skinned man, and even though she pretended to be very poor at first, she never noticed.

Now that she is getting more and more skilled at pretending, it will be even harder to detect.

The servant who took Murong Jiaojiao to move the charcoal was not very old, but he looked very arrogant.

Murong Jiaojiao could also understand. After all, he was a servant of the prefect's family, which was much better than a refugee with no status like her.

It's just that she went from being a legal citizen to being at the bottom of society out of nowhere, and she still feels a little disappointed.

While enduring the servant's contempt, she followed the servant to the backyard where the sundries were stored.

Before he could ask the servant where the charcoal was, he suddenly saw the servant in front of him fall down.

Murong Jiaojiao was stunned. How could a healthy person fall down suddenly?

At this moment, a hand suddenly pulled her over, and before she could react, the hand grabbed her neck, and the other hand handcuffed her hands behind her back.

"Don't talk, don't shout, or I'll kill you!" A cold voice came, and her heart shuddered.

Oh my god, she was robbed!

Did this guy sneak into the prefectural government to steal money? Was she implicated?

"Ahem, brother, we can talk it out." She struggled to make a hoarse voice, and the first thing she opened was begging for mercy.

"I told you not to talk." The man was very cruel. As soon as she opened her mouth, he increased the strength of his grip on her neck.

Murong Jiaojiao was frightened and quickly waved her hands to show that she would cooperate with him.

Her flustered look seemed to please the other person, and the hand that was pinching her neck loosened slightly.

"Very good, be obedient and I will let you live."

After the life-and-death situation just now, Murong Jiaojiao didn't dare to say anything more. She just raised her head and blinked hard to show that she would cooperate with the other party.

Although it was tiring to live in this place, she still didn't want to die.

She has never seen the magnificent mountains and rivers here, so how can she die so easily?

"Are you trying to say you'll cooperate with me? Very good, then tell me where the Third Miss's boudoir is."

From Murong Jiaojiao's perspective, he could only see the man's Adam's apple. His Adam's apple twitched and he asked impatiently.

The voice is obviously very nice, but the words that come out are so disgusting.

After asking, he let go of Murong Jiaojiao's neck and let her cough hard without any reaction.

Her neck was itchy from being pinched, and Murong Jiaojiao coughed for a long time before the pain subsided.

"Tell me, where is Third Miss Murong Jiaojiao's boudoir?" The man waited for a while and saw that she was still coughing, so he became impatient again.

Murong Jiaojiao waved her hands, rubbed her chest a few times to try to slow her breathing, and then reluctantly opened her mouth.

"Brother, I don't know where the third lady's boudoir is." Her voice was hoarse, and it was even harder to tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

"You're kidding me!" The man got angry when he heard this and reached out to strangle her again.

Having been fooled once, Murong Jiaojiao would never let him succeed again. She immediately grabbed his hand and walked away.

At this moment, she herself did not realize that her action of getting around the other person's hand was very similar to the action of the robber reaching out to pinch her just now.

The other party looked like a martial artist, and she would not rush into a fight with him before she knew his background.

"Don't worry, big brother. I'm just a temporary worker for this family. I really don't know where the Third Miss's boudoir is. But I know you must have come to the wrong place if you found yourself here."

The two eyes on her thin face were particularly dazzling, shining with a strange light as she smiled.