The Rebirth of a Farm Girl from a Military Family and a Cannon Fodder Princess

Yu's expression turned somewhat unpleasant after her daughter spoke to her like that.

However, her daughter had a point, and she wasn't a fool. She sighed and said, "Alright, Mother won't say anything more. It's too late to say anything now! Let's just call off the engagement, you're only ten years old anyway."

Zisu: "So, Mother, does that mean we're agreeing to exchange betrothal tokens at Shili Xiang tomorrow at noon?" Zisu was really uneasy without confirming. Her mother was such a saintly, innocent woman. She was good in every way, but the only thing Zisu couldn't trust was that she always thought too highly of people. In her eyes, there were practically no truly bad people.

"Yes, Mother promises you I will go!" Madam Yu replied helplessly.

Alas, my daughter's attitude is not good. She takes the annulment of the engagement so lightly. You must know that once a woman annuls her engagement, no matter the reason, in the eyes of the world, it is always her fault. A woman who has annuled her engagement will find it very difficult to find a good husband.

What she didn't know was how tragic her daughter's past was; for Zisu, the Rong'an Prince's Mansion was a pit of fire. Zisu could have married anyone she bumped into on the street with her eyes closed, and that would have been ten or a hundred times better than marrying Xiao Fan.

Zisu: "Mother, after the title is taken back, the Marquis's mansion will be taken back by the court in ten days at most. Moreover, my uncle's family is like wolves and tigers. We might be kicked out tomorrow. Tonight we need to pack our important things and clothes so we can take them with us when we go to Shili Xiang tomorrow! Then we'll leave the capital and buy a farmhouse somewhere else to live on!"

Madam Yu: "Leaving tomorrow? And going to buy a farm? But the family still has so many properties and assets, much of which were acquired by your father. We won't compete with your uncle's family, but at least we could get a small house and a small farm, right?"

Zisu looked at her mother, whose face was full of weakness, and then at her own thin arms and legs. She said helplessly, "Mother, saving your life is the most important thing. Let's forget about those valuables!"

Madam Yu: "How can that be? Many of the family's properties were acquired by your father using your mother's dowry money. Moreover, when your eldest uncle was serving in another region, in order to obtain the position of Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, your mother sold one of her dowry estates and a shop to raise 30,000 taels of silver to help your eldest uncle!"

"Mother, I am not resigned to this, but as long as I can keep my life, isn't that better than anything else?" Zisu sighed again and again, wanting to tell her mother that things were much better than in her previous life! At least, both of our jewelry and ornaments were exchanged for 10,000 taels of silver notes, and they didn't end up in the hands of our step-grandmother.

In my past life, when my mother was banished to the farm, she only took two sets of clothes with her. Nothing else. That wicked stepmother said, "What need does a person in mourning have for jewelry? A wooden hairpin will suffice!"

With a few words from her wicked stepmother, Mother couldn't even take away the only keepsake her own grandmother had left her—the gold hairpin that Mother loved most.

Zisu patiently and earnestly persuaded her mother, finally managing to convince her. That night, the mother and daughter also couldn't sleep, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the next day.

Will the angels come tomorrow morning? And will the news they bring be good news for them?