Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 1311 - 1318: Divorce (3)

Fuming as he scolded Mo Zili, a maid from outside reported, saying someone from the palace had arrived, summoning the Grandfather and the Second Old Master to enter the palace.

Mo Zili’s father, Mo Qingshan, was in poor health and thus had not taken any official positions. Usually, matters from the palace would call upon either the Grand Old Master or the eldest son, Mo Zijing, with the Second Old Master rarely summoned specifically. Now, setting aside the Grand Old Master and the eldest son, to urgently summon the Second Old Master indicated some pressing matters.

Upon hearing this, the Grandmother sighed and said, "It must be the Marquis of Jian’an causing trouble again, and it has reached the palace. Ah, this feud, ever since they got married, they’ve never had a moment’s peace. I fear it’s going to escalate!"

Mo Zili stiffened upon hearing this and said, "Grandmother, what do you mean by that? I’m confused, please clarify."

Lady Bai responded, "What the Grandmother means is, your marriage with Xiang Yun has come to an end. The Marquis of Jian’an must have gone to the palace to ask the Emperor to permit your divorce."

"I will not divorce!"

Mo Zili decisively declared, stood up, and ignoring the surprised expressions of the Grandmother, the Doctor’s wife, and the Second Lady, he quickly walked outside.

When he reached his grandfather’s study, the old servant, Liu Zhong, informed him that the Duke of the Country had already taken the Second Old Master to the palace.

Upon hearing this, Mo Zili turned and headed for the stables. He needed to find a way to catch up with his grandfather quickly. If he was late and the Emperor granted the divorce after they entered the palace, he would truly have no chance left.

When he arrived at the stables, he coincidentally saw Mo Ziqi’s horse carriage already harnessed and being driven out by the coachman.

Mo Zili stopped the carriage, climbed aboard, and said to Mo Ziqi, who was sitting inside, "Fourth Brother, I have an urgent matter and would like to borrow your carriage."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ziqi knocked on the carriage wall, and faintly instructed the coachman, "Take Young Master Li first; I don’t have any urgent matters anyway."

The coachman asked, "Young Master Li, where are you headed?"

Mo Zili replied, "To the palace, no, to catch up to the Grandfather and the Second Old Master’s carriage."

The coachman cracked his whip and exclaimed, "Alright!"

The horse carriage rumbled forward. Mo Zili sat in the carriage, anxious and on edge. He kept drawing back the curtain, urging the coachman to go faster. The coachman complied, continuously cracking his whip with a "clap clap clap."

Mo Ziqi leisurely toyed with a delicately embroidered purse hanging from his waist, seemingly oblivious to Mo Zili’s anxiety.

"How can it be so slow? Faster, faster!"

Mo Zili urged anxiously, and the coachman, with a pained expression, replied, "Young Master Li, we are on the main street with people coming and going. If we go any faster, it wouldn’t be good if we hit someone!"

"Idiot!"

Mo Zili cursed, helplessly dropped the curtain, and felt so anxious he almost wished he could jump down and run.

Mo Ziqi glanced up, saw Mo Zili’s frantic demeanor, coldly smiled as if mocking something, and then continued looking down to play with the purse in his hand.

That purse, pomegranate-shaped and embroidered with sky-blue Lingguang brocade, depicted a pattern of a lion rolling an embroidered ball. The little lion was brown, playing with the embroidered ball with great interest. The fuzzy little lion was vividly and lively embroidered, looking very spirited.

Seeing this purse, Mo Zili suddenly remembered the one he had seen in her needle and thread basket back at the manor. She also embroidered purses, but her needlework was poor, and the purse she made looked like a badly wrapped bun, crumpled yet somehow adorable!

He gazed at the purse in Mo Ziqi’s hand, momentarily lost in thought. The lively little lion on the purse looked joyfully silly, somewhat resembling her when she was happy.

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