The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Wu Gong felt uneasy under Li Anqi's gaze, a chill involuntarily rising from his back, his imposing aura inexplicably weakening, and he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Old Madam Wu rushed ahead of Xiao Shunzi and helped Wu Gong down.

Madam Wu turned around with a smile and said to Li Anqi, "Our Wu family is not an official family, so we are inevitably lacking in etiquette. Please do not blame us, Your Highness."

Li Anqi shielded Li Anshu behind him and spoke to Madam Wu.

"As long as the Wu family signs the divorce papers amicably, I can let it go."

Madam Wu's smile gradually disappeared, and her squinted eyes slowly opened, revealing her true face.

"Whether the Wu family is rude or not is one thing, whether they will divorce or not is another. Your Highness, please don't underestimate us commoners. After all, the Wu family spent money on the wedding!"

Li Anqi remained unfazed: "I'll give you three thousand taels of silver to make Wu Gong and Shu'er divorce!"

Madam Wu seemed to have heard a funny joke, and covered her mouth and laughed for a long time.

"Hehe, hahaha... Oh dear, our Wu family has ceramics businesses all over the capital, do you think we'd be short of a mere three thousand taels?!"

Li Anqi frowned, his expression gradually becoming serious: "What do you want in return for a divorce?"

Madam Wu remained calm and composed, swaying her handkerchief from side to side.

"This is a matter for the Wu family; Lady Chess has no right to interfere."

Old Madam Wu dragged the resistant Li Anshu to her side, feigning gentleness as she smoothed the stray hairs on Li Anshu's head, and continued.

"She was born a member of the Wu family, and she will die a member of the Wu family. Now that the Jingguo Mansion is gone, our Wu family must treat her even better." Old Madam Wu looked at Li Anqi and asked with a smile, "Does Your Highness agree?"

Wu Gongyang grinned maliciously.

Looking at the smiling tiger in front of him, Li Anqi knew that the Wu family was determined to oppose him.

Li Anqi nodded slightly, a sinister glint in his eyes: "Have you thought it through?"

Madam Wu smiled, cupped Li Anshu's face in her hands, and looked up at him.

"Of course, An Shu is a virtuous wife and loving mother. Unless she dies, she would never leave the Wu residence!"

Old Madam Wu stopped pretending and, by the end, she was practically gritting her teeth.

Li Anshu forcefully pulled his head away from Madam Wu's grasp and cast a pleading look at Li Anqi.

Li Anqi looked at Madam Wu, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

Seeing this, Old Madam Wu provocatively said, "What, Your Highness, are you going to take up your knife and kill Gong'er and this old woman again?"

"How dare I kill someone in broad daylight? It would be bad for An Shu's reputation."

As he spoke, Li Anqi pulled Li Anshu into his arms again.

"I haven't seen my sister for a long time and miss her dearly. I've come to take her back to the Prince Xiao's residence for a few days. I hope Old Madam Wu won't stop me from even such a small matter?"

"Mother! We must not let this wretch go!" Wu Gong said hurriedly.

Li Anqi, his face ashen, stepped forward and slapped Wu Gong hard across the face!

"Who is Young Master Wu calling a slut?! Say it again!"

Wu Gong grinned, almost retaliating, but in the end he forced himself to swallow the curse words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Although he was unrestrained, he always harbored a slight fear of the Prince Xiao's mansion.

Madam Wu remained silent for a moment, then raised one eyebrow twice before smiling at Li Anqi.

"Your Highness and Anshu are very close sisters. It's not a big problem for Anshu to stay at Prince Xiao's residence for a few days. Just remember to come back."

As she finished speaking, Madam Wu stared intently at Li Anshu, her eyes filled with revenge and hatred, as if she were watching her prey.

Li Anshu lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Madam Wu.

"In that case, I am relieved."

Li Anqi, holding Li Anshu's hand, turned and left.

Suddenly, Li Anqi turned around, looked at Old Madam Wu and Wu Gong, and smiled coldly.

"Tender grass fears frost, frost fears the sun, and wicked people are tormented by other wicked people. The Jingguo Mansion is indeed gone, but don't forget, the Jingguo Mansion wasn't the only one who stood up for Anshu!"

Looking into Li Anqi's cold eyes, Old Madam Wu and Wu Gong felt a chill creep down their spines.

Madam Wu's face was grave, and she felt slightly uneasy, but she still gritted her teeth, staring at the backs of Li Anqi and Li Anshu, her vicious eyes narrowing.

Wu Gong stepped forward and hurriedly asked Old Madam Wu, "Mother, Prince Xiao will be returning to the capital soon. Will he really target our family?!"

Old Madam Wu, with a sullen face, said, "Your uncle has power, and our family has money. Even if Prince Xiao wanted to harm us, it wouldn't be so easy!"

Wu Gong breathed a sigh of relief, gave Li Anshu a contemptuous smile in the direction she had left, and then spat out a mouthful of phlegm, "Pah! You slut, wait until she comes back, I'll kill her!"

Back at Prince Xiao's residence.

Li Anqi gave Li Anshu a bath.

Seeing the mottled and glaring wounds on Li Anshu's body, Li Anqi suppressed his heartache and applied a thin layer of ointment to her.

Li Anshu remained silent throughout.

Zhilan learned the whole story from Shiming and thoughtfully brought clothes for Li Anshu.

"Your Highness, I have prepared the east wing room. The Third Miss can move in anytime."

"No rush, I'll sleep with Shu'er these next few days."

After saying this, Li Anqi dressed Li Anshu and put the gold lock necklace back on him. Then, she placed a beautiful and elegant jade gardenia flower on Li Anshu's head.

Li Anqi led Li Anshu to sit down in front of the Luohan bed and gently pushed the gardenia cake on the small tea table forward a few inches.

"This is gardenia cake made by my sister herself. She specially asked the cook to teach her how to make it a few days ago. Try it and see if you like the taste."

Li Anshu, with his thin chin tucked in his hand and a resentful expression on his face, dared not reach out.

"What's wrong?" Li Anqi asked softly.

Li Anshu slowly placed her hand on her chest, glanced at Li Anqi in a panic, and whispered, "Shu'er is afraid of soiling the gardenia cake that my sister made."