Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 1313 - 1320: Divorce (5)

Mo Ziqi arched an eyebrow, lifted his slender and fair hand with distinct joints, and took the jade ring off his thumb, placing it in his palm.

"This is her heart."

As he spoke, he exerted a little force and with a "snap," the white jade ring broke into two pieces.

He opened his hand and said, "This is you keeping a concubine!"

After speaking, he drew his palm back and with another forceful squeeze, the sound of shattering followed; he then relaxed his hand to reveal the jade pieces in his palm had broken into many smaller fragments.

"This is you believing the concubine’s words, convinced that she pushed away your children, and beat her nanny to death."

Mo Ziqi clenched his hand once again, and after a series of finer cracking noises, he opened his hand to only a pile of white powder remained. He presented the powder to Mo Zili and asked, "Do you have a way to restore it to its original ring?"

Mo Zili shook his head, "Fourth Brother, what do you mean?"

Mo Ziqi drew back the carriage curtain and scattered the jade dust outside, then took a clean white handkerchief to wipe his hands, speaking leisurely, "When the ring first broke, a jade craftsman could repair it; the second time it was broken, although the difficulty of repair was greater, it wasn’t impossible; the third time, it’s reduced to dregs, even the best jade craftsman is powerless, just like the relationship between you two, beyond any chance of repair!" ƒгeewebnovёl_com

Upon hearing this, Mo Zili’s face stiffened, then he said, "That’s not true, as long as I don’t let go, she is still my wife, Mo Zili. As long as I treat her well, our relationship will eventually heal."

Mo Ziqi shook his head, puzzled, "If you care about her so much in your heart, why do you hurt her, doubt her? Have you never considered the consequences of doing so?"

Mo Zili leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and said in agony, "Examining her was not only to stop those unpleasant rumors outside but also to convince Grandmother and Mother, to dispel their thoughts of divorcing her. I’ve already done a lot of things that hurt the reputation of Duke Li Guo’s Mansion, and I can’t bear to go against them, to hurt their hearts, so I had to use the simplest and most direct method to prove her innocence to them. As for the harm done to her, I had intended to make up for it slowly later, but I didn’t expect that..."

He hadn’t anticipated such a strong reaction from the Mansion of Marquis Jian’an. His mother-in-law had always stood by his side, advocating reconciliation over separation, and that’s why he had been bold and reckless, neglecting their feelings, acting impulsively on that matter. Had he known they would turn against him to side with Xiang Yun, he would have never done it...

Mo Ziqi looked at his cousin’s painful expression and suddenly asked curiously, "Have you thought about it, what if the result of the examination is not satisfactory? What will you do then?"

"No way!"

He opened his eyes and gave Mo Ziqi a look, confidently said, "Your hypothesis is simply not valid; she would never commit an act that betrays a wife’s virtue. You’re overthinking this."

Mo Zili’s tone was harsh, but only he knew it. He might have sounded firm with his words, but deep down, he didn’t believe so. He had been nervous and uneasy when the stable woman forcibly examined her, afraid she would truly disappoint him. If she did, it would be the death of him.

She was his wife, married openly and honorably to him, and from head to toe, she should belong only to him. No one else should touch her; only he could love her, care for her. In truth, had he not been hurt by the jostling of the horse carriage last night, feeling unwell, he wouldn’t have needed the stable woman; he would have personally examined her. That way, they would have truly been one as husband and wife, and she wouldn’t have entertained other thoughts.

Moreover, he had already planned it out—if she was still a virgin, so be it. But if she was not, he would have someone kill Situ Changge, then find a place where no one could find her and hide her away as punishment, so that she could never see another man for the rest of her life and would obediently wait upon him alone!

"Ah, Young Master, there are so many people ahead blocking the road, we can’t get through!" the coachman suddenly cried out, interrupting Mo Zili’s train of thoughts.

Mo Zili ’whooshed’ open the carriage curtain, anxiously peering out. Indeed, not far ahead, he saw a large crowd gathered around something, not knowing what it was.

"Go down and see what’s happening. If it’s nothing serious, disperse the crowd, if they are performing street arts, give them some money to scatter them..."

Mo Zili instructed the little boy sitting on the carriage shaft. After hearing the order, the boy hurriedly jumped down and scurried off.

After a while, the boy returned and said, "Young Master, there has been a murder up ahead. They say a butcher’s wife was trying to elope with another man, and the butcher caught them. He took a pig slaughter knife and stabbed both his wife and her lover to death. Now, two corpses lie across the street, waiting for Ying Tianfu to conduct the body examination!"

The boy briefly summarized the situation but didn’t mention that the woman who had been stabbed to death was once the eldest legitimate daughter of the Duke An’s Mansion. However, even if she had been a legitimate princess, it wouldn’t have mattered now. Du Wanying had already become a bloody corpse...

With a murder case and two lives lost, the horse carriage obviously couldn’t pass through. Mo Zili was burning with anxiety, but there was nothing he could do. He could only say, "Take a detour, go through Sishui Street!"

"Yes!"

The coachman responded and, cracking his whip, took another route.

Because of the detour, they took an extra half mile. By the time they arrived at the Palace, Duke Li Guo and Mo Qingshan had already entered, leaving only the Mansion’s horse carriages, coachmen, and protectors waiting at the palace gate.

Mo Zili had missed his chance and was extremely anxious, fearing that The Emperor had really summoned them to discuss his divorce with Xiang Yun. He paced nervously at the palace gate, wishing he could rush in.

However, although he was The Emperor’s cousin, there was an explicit rule inside the palace: Non-official men without a decree were not allowed to enter the palace at will. He had not yet begun his official career, and Mo Ziqi was just a Fifth Rank Zhongshu Province supervisor, whose rank wasn’t high enough to enter the palace.

The carriages and protectors of Marquis Jian’an’s Mansion were also waiting at the palace gate. Since Mo Zili couldn’t enter the palace, he called over the boy to try to find out what the Marquis was doing inside the palace by chatting up the Marquis’s coachman.

The boy followed orders and went, rubbing up to the servants of Marquis Jian’an’s Mansion trying to schmooze information from them. Before any information was gleaned, the palace gate opened, and Marquis Jian’an emerged, seething with anger.

Seeing this, Mo Zili hurried forward and respectfully greeted him, saying, "Father-in-law!"

Marquis Jian’an glared fiercely at Mo Zili and angrily said, "Boy, my daughter has already divorced you; there are no more ties between our two families. If you dare to call out recklessly again, be careful of my fist—they don’t recognize people!"

Mo Zili was dumbfounded, standing there lost and disoriented. Mo Ziqi stepped forward and said, "Marquis, why do you say such a thing, why the sudden divorce?"

Marquis Jian’an flung his sleeve in disdain and huffed, "Ask your father!"

With that, he stormed off...

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