The Princess Agents Want a Divorce

In the capital city of the East, the Gu State General's Mansion, a courtyard that was usually quiet was now quite noisy.

The servants were coming and going, and they all looked quite busy!

A young maid in a light green jacket whispered to another maid dressed similarly, "I heard that the Second Miss encountered bandits on the road, and her carriage fell off a cliff. Yes, I heard that too. The Second Miss is really lucky! But I heard she was seriously injured and her appearance is ruined. Is that true? Keep your voice down, or Madam will be in big trouble." "Yes! Let's go, let's go, let's get to work!"

Several middle-aged women dressed in various gorgeous silks and heavily made up surrounded the bed in the room, as well as a woman dressed in plain clothes, but whose beauty was no less than that of the others around her!

She wore a crescent-white brocade dress with peony patterns, embroidered on the inside, with a few purple-pink peony flowers swirling from the neckline to the waist. She wore a light purple open gauze dress over it, exuding an air of grandeur and nobility!

Although she was already a mother of two, her complexion was remarkably well-maintained. While not stunningly beautiful at first glance, her gentle and serene demeanor brought a sense of comfort. This woman in plain clothes was Feng Rou'er, the first wife of General Gu's mansion. She was extremely gentle and never engaged in any power struggles or rivalries. Of the four children in the mansion, two were her own children: her eldest son, Gu Yunyang, and her eldest daughter, Gu Lingxi. The remaining two young ladies, Gu Yuting and Gu Yuyue, were born to her second concubine, Madam Mei, and her fifth concubine, Madam Liu.

Unlike the others, it was clear that only she was truly heartbroken and worried for the person lying on the bed. The beautiful woman in plain clothes held a white handkerchief and gently wiped away the sweat and blood seeping from Ling Xi's body and head.

Looking at the large and small wounds on her daughter's body, especially the hideous wounds with the skin torn open on her face and forehead, she felt unbearable heartache, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably!

"Xi'er, it's all my fault. I made you go to the temple to burn that damn incense. If you had stayed in the manor, this wouldn't have happened, and you wouldn't be so badly injured! What would I do if something really happened to you!"

Although the maids had given Ling Xi some basic treatment, everyone could still tell that her injuries were quite severe! Especially her face; it seemed her appearance was beyond saving!

You little brat! You're incredibly lucky to be alive! Even if your face is ruined, it doesn't matter!

Whether that person is satisfied with the result is unknown to her. If not, she can simply try again. She doesn't believe that this brat can be so lucky every time! With her ugly face, wanting to marry the God of War, Prince Li, is truly a pipe dream! Aunt Mei covered her nose with a handkerchief, her eyes gleaming venomously at the person on the bed!

Looking at the weeping, beautiful woman in plain clothes, she said, "Oh dear, my good sister, please don't cry anymore! What will we do if you ruin your health! This huge mansion is still waiting for you to manage! If anything happens to you, sister, what will we sisters do!" What a hypocritical act! Luckily, Ling Xi hadn't woken up, otherwise she would definitely nod and praise you, saying, "Your acting is really good! You could win a Best Actress award!"

Not to be outdone, Aunt Liu chimed in, "Yes, our second young lady is blessed with good fortune and will surely be alright. These robbers are truly despicable! How dare they kidnap someone from General Gu's mansion in broad daylight! They have no regard for the law and are incredibly audacious! Don't they know who we are? They've really blinded themselves! We should have the general send troops to wipe out their hideout!"

Yes, my sisters are right. Madam should be happy; the Second Miss has at least survived. As for her appearance, it's nothing compared to her life! Sisters, please don't be so sad; you've needlessly disturbed the Second Miss's peace!"

"Sister Liu, you're wrong about that. No matter what, the Second Miss is betrothed to our renowned War God, Prince Li, of Dongyu, and will soon become the Seventh Prince's Consort. Her status is extremely noble! If something were to happen to her, how would we be able to share in this good fortune? Wouldn't you be heartbroken if you lost this blessing? Don't you agree, sisters? Hehe!"

"Oh dear! You're wrong about that. King Li is the God of War of our Eastern Kingdom. How could the God of War be a shallow person? Maybe he just has a taste for ugly faces! Hehe. Sisters, don't you think that makes sense?"

Yes! Sister Mei, I've also heard that Prince Li has rather unique tastes. I often hear he stays overnight at Juqing Pavilion, where the courtesans are all incredibly charming and delicate. Haha…

Listening to these veiled and open sarcastic remarks,

The beautiful woman in plain clothes neither responded nor got angry. She simply listened indifferently. It should be said that she was already tired of arguing with them about these meaningless verbal disputes. She had argued and fought before, but the price was too heavy for her to bear. Now, in her eyes, they were just like actors, and she indifferently let them chatter on and on, whether hypocritically or pretentiously.

Feng Rou'er gazed tenderly at the person on the bed, momentarily lost in thought.

Fifteen years have passed, and that dark, gloomy night is a day she never wants to relive in her life! Her daughter had just been born, and she hadn't even had a chance to see her adorable little face, to hold her soft, tiny body. She had died, and the grief of losing her child brought her to the brink of collapse! She thought her world had turned to darkness forever! Her bewildered, tearful eyes stared blankly into the sky!

She didn't even notice when her husband arrived. A series of soft baby cries came from inside. She looked up in surprise at the baby in the man's arms and asked in confusion, "Husband, what's this?"

"She is the child of a close friend. They... they've run into some trouble and asked me to look after their daughter! You're the person I trust most in this household. From now on, treat her as your own daughter. Her background must not be known to anyone!"

She responded softly, and seeing the sadness and loneliness in her husband's eyes, she knew it wasn't for their daughter. She wisely refrained from asking further. She knew he didn't have her in his heart, nor did he care about the other women in the backyard. His heart had already been left elsewhere. With a soft sigh, she didn't want to press the matter. It was better to treat each other with respect. Perhaps this was her fate, Feng Rou'er.

The baby girl in her arms was crying even more intensely, probably because she was hungry. Without thinking, she unbuttoned her shirt, and when the baby's little mouth touched her skin, she suddenly felt a strange emotion welling up inside her!

Is this what it feels like to be a mother? Although she already had a five-year-old son, he was raised by a wet nurse because of her weak health. Now she had a strange feeling that this child was her daughter. Was this delicate little girl a gift from heaven?

Oh God! How cruel you are! You've already taken one of her children, and now you won't even spare this child she raised with such hardship for over ten years? What did she do wrong to deserve this from God! Tears streamed down her face.