Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 1275 - 1281 Xiang Yun’s Thoughts (5)

Mo Zili slightly squinted his eyes, hinting at something as he said, "So just because I’ve been unkind to you, you want to divorce me? So you have already planned your way out? Let me ask you then, what exactly is your way out? It can’t be another man, can it!"

His tone was weird, somewhat sarcastically mocking. Xiang Yun had never heard him talk in this tone before, but she could feel the danger behind it.

She said angrily, "I conduct myself with integrity, unlike your shamelessness. So don’t compare me to yourself. I don’t mind telling you about my backup plan. I am planning to start a business with Cai Wei and earn lots and lots of silver. Even if a day comes when you favor a concubine over your wife, I won’t be helpless and destitute. You can love and bear children with whomever you wish, I can still live my life without you."

"Is that so? Your way out?" Mo Zili raised an eyebrow, somewhat incredulously.

Xiang Yun stared at him, uncompromisingly saying, "What does it matter if it is or isn’t? It’s none of your business. You killed my nanny, don’t expect me to forgive you. I will definitely divorce you sooner or later!"

Hearing that she was still not giving up on the idea of divorce, Mo Zili scoffed lightly, "Still not forgetting about divorce? I thought you would reflect on yourself after this morning’s incident, but it seems you haven’t learned your lesson."

"Lesson? Your so-called ’lesson’ was to treat me like a courtesan and insult me?" Xiang Yun retorted sarcastically. Remembering his unreasonable treatment that morning, her eyes couldn’t help but turn red, which made her pale little face look quite pitiful.

Seeing this, Mo Zili’s hands clenched slightly behind his back, and he said, "If you want to divorce, why should I still treat you as my wife? If you hadn’t made a fuss, why would I have treated you this way?"

Xiang Yun’s tears fell silently, but she looked at him and slowly said, "I married you intending to live a good life with you. But how have you treated me? If you had been a little nicer to me, I wouldn’t have thought about doing something as outrageous as divorcing. You were the one who drove me to entertain the thought of divorce, and when I brought it up, you blame me. Do you still make any sense at all?" ƒreewebɳovel.com

After speaking, she covered her mouth and turned her head, crying wrongfully.

Seeing her cry, Mo Zili felt a pang of compassion, wanting to drop his pride and comfort her, but he ultimately couldn’t let go of what had just transpired. He coughed and said, "Rest for now, I’ll go get you some food." Saying so, he walked out.

When Xiang Yun first arrived at the manor, Mo Zili, fearing the simple food in the manor wouldn’t suit her, used Old Madame’s name to send two cook ladies to her. These two were both arranged to take care of Xiang Yun as well as act as his spies; he trusted them completely.

After leaving, Mo Zili’s expression turned stern as he directly went to the servants’ residence yard, called out the two cook ladies, and inquired if any men had been visiting Xiang Yun.

However, the answer he received didn’t raise any doubts at all.

Other than being stunned by bandits last night, during all other nights, the two took turns watching over Young Madam. There was absolutely no issue with Young Madam.

Hearing this, most of Mo Zili’s suspicions were cleared. He understood Xiang Yun’s nature—a naive girl without any cunning or guile. She wouldn’t do something as disgraceful as cheating. With this in mind, he felt relieved and ordered the cook ladies to send dinner over to Xiang Yun before returning to her room himself.

Upon returning, Xiang Yun had already gotten off from the traditional Chinese bed-stove and was being helped by Cui Lu to wash her hands and face. She was dressed in a white side collar dress embroidered with blessings, coupled with an ivory-color trailing Mian silk long skirt. Her long lustrous hair dangled down to her hips as she bent over to wash her hands.

Seeing him enter again, Xiang Yun threw the handkerchief into the basin and started yelling, "Why have you come again, get out!"

With most of his doubts cleared and only filled with remorse and pity for Xiang Yun, he faced her tantrums and said softly, "Xiang Yun, let’s not make a fuss anymore, isn’t it enough that I admit my defeat?"

"You admit your defeat? How do you admit defeat? What do you mean by admitting defeat?"

Xiang Yun was confused, tilting her head as she stared intently at him.

Mo Zili sat down opposite her and said earnestly, "As long as you don’t mention divorce again, you can hit, make a fuss, act out, or vent your anger on me. You can do all that, but just one thing, don’t ever bring up ’divorce’ again, or I will get angry, Xiang Yun. Please don’t touch my bottom line, or you won’t be able to bear the consequences."

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