To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

Su Mingyue's body went limp, and her vision blurred. She pointed at Fu Jingsheng, her eyes filled with disappointment: "What did you put in the osmanthus cake?"

"It's just a regular sleeping potion. Mingyue, I'm doing this for your own good. The War King isn't a good person, you can't marry him. So, I have to send you back to your hometown. Get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, you'll be back home. Once you're back, just do as we just said."

"Don't worry, as long as you get the business up and running, we'll be the same as before." Fu Jingsheng waved to the back, and several servants came forward to help him into another carriage that he had already prepared.

"Hurry, don't let anyone find out. Take the person to that dilapidated temple outside the city. Tomorrow morning, take some men to cause a scene, the bigger the commotion, the better," Fu Jingsheng instructed softly.

Xingchun, who was not far away, was furious when she saw this.

Several times I tried to rush out and rescue the young lady.

Gu Yu pulled her back, trying to stop her from acting impulsively: "Don't ruin Miss's plans."

Xingchun could only watch helplessly as her mistress was carried onto another carriage, which headed straight out of the city.

……

Behind the backyard door, Su Ziyu kept staring outside.

When she saw Fu Jingsheng and Su Mingyue chatting and laughing, looking like a married couple, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and cursed Su Mingyue for being promiscuous and not letting any man go.

Seeing that Su Mingyue had fallen for her scheme and fainted, she smiled broadly and sneered, "Trying to fight me? Don't you know what kind of person she is? A withered flower like her, dreaming of marrying the War King? Dream on."

Su Ziyu's maid, Donghong, chuckled softly, "That dilapidated temple outside the city is full of homeless vagrants and beggars. If Su Mingyue is thrown there, those people will pounce on her like madmen. With her small body, I don't know if she can withstand it. Tomorrow morning, when the War King finds out that she spent the night in the dilapidated temple and that her body is already broken and worn out, he'll probably want to sever all ties with her and pretend he never knew her."

"Those homeless people are lucky tonight. It's just a pity that I do good deeds anonymously, so I have no way to share this joy with others."

The master and servant walked back while talking.

When Fu Jingsheng returned to the room, Su Ziyu was sitting on a chair waiting for her.

Seeing him return, she gently stepped forward and asked, "Husband, is everything alright?"

"Everything went smoothly. I told her to go back to her hometown and wait for me, and she believed me. She was also unsuspecting and ate the pastries I prepared for her. But Madam, isn't it too cruel to send her to the dilapidated temple? She has already promised me to go back to her hometown and not cause any more trouble. Why don't we just have someone send her back to her hometown?"

"What, you can't bear to do this? Don't you think about it? If she really becomes a princess, you'll still have to bow to her when you see her. You schemed against her like this tonight. Once she has power, she'll surely have the War King report you."

Your official career has just begun, and you want to ruin it all because of her? Are you willing to do that? You have to be ruthless about this. Only by destroying her can you work hard in the capital with peace of mind. If you're not ruthless and let her enter the Prince of Zhan's mansion, we'll be the ones who suffer in the future. You understand that, don't you?"

“We’ve already tried to persuade her, but she insisted on going down this path, so we can’t blame her.” Fu Jingsheng closed his eyes and sighed. “I just hope that after this experience, she can leave here and live somewhere else. That would be better for all of us.”

“Yes, it’s her own fault for being so immature, we can’t blame her.” Su Ziyu hugged him from behind: “After the War King breaks off the engagement with her tomorrow, we’ll give her some travel money and let her leave.”

If those homeless people really get close to Su Mingyue, not to mention the War King, even if she wanted to return to the Su family, it would be impossible.

The Su family would never acknowledge a woman with a tarnished reputation and questionable health as their daughter, let alone allow her to return.

To the outside world, they would only claim that the eldest daughter of the Su family had died of a serious illness, and that any woman who wanted to return was an imposter. As for the imposters, her mother could order them to be beaten to death.

Su Mingyue, oh Su Mingyue.

Why did you have to argue with me for no reason?

Seeing that I've married Fu Jingsheng, why don't you just stay away from me? Why do you have to come and provoke me?

I am now the young lady of the Su family, while you are just a rat in the gutter, nothing at all. What makes you think you can compete with me?

"You've had a long day, get some rest." Fu Jingsheng hugged Su Ziyu for a while, then took his blanket and went to make a makeshift bed on the floor.

Just as Fu Jingsheng was about to fall asleep, he heard someone from Qian's side call out, "Young Master, the Old Madam has a headache and wants you to come over."

Fu Jingsheng put down the quilt and said to Su Ziyu, "I'll go check on you. You should rest early."

"I'll go take a look too."

"No need." Fu Jingsheng held her hand. "I'm pregnant, so I don't need to go on this trip. I'll go see her. It's my mother's old ailment. I'll be right back."

Fu Jingsheng went to Qian's room, where Qian was lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Seeing Fu Jingsheng come over, she immediately shouted, "Son, the medicine I brought from home ran out three days ago. I've also seen a doctor and gotten some medicine these past few days, but it's not working at all. Can you go and buy some for me tomorrow? Without that medicine, I can't sleep because of the headache."

"Do you still have that recipe? Give me the recipe, I'll go buy it tomorrow."

"There's no prescription. All the medicine I've been taking before was bought for me by Su Mingyue, and it's always been quite effective."

"Mingyue bought it for you? I've never heard you mention it before."

"It's just a few small things, why bring it up? She did all these things before, I can't remember them all." She was used to Su Mingyue preparing everything for her, including these medicines.

She remembers that it had never stopped for the past three years.

Every time she was almost finished eating, a fresh batch would be brought over.

Over time, she lost all memory of what the original recipe was.

"Without a prescription, how can I prepare the medicine? I'll ask a doctor to come and take a look tomorrow and prescribe new medicine for you."

"You decide what to do. Without that medicine, my head started hurting again. When it hurts, I can't take it; it's too uncomfortable." She hadn't had a headache for over three years, but she didn't expect that once she stopped taking that medicine, her headaches would start again.

The feeling of not being able to sleep all night is truly unbearable.

"If you fall asleep, have Zhu'er massage you." Fu Jingsheng called Zhu'er over and asked her to massage the old lady.

As she walked by, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she accidentally bumped into Fu Jingsheng's arms.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I just took a nap and my mind isn't quite clear yet," Pearl immediately apologized.

Fu Jingsheng helped her up.

He then lifted Pearl's chin.

Pearl has very fair skin, and her eyes are bright and large, as if they can speak.

"Young Master." Zhu'er looked at Fu Jingsheng shyly and called out sweetly, as if a kitten was scratching his heart a few times.