Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 176 Concession and Choice and Letter of Divorce

"Mother Yuan, if these people have a different intention today, carefully check whether they have any relatives or children in the house, and then give them fifty sticks and send them to Zhuangzi to work as coolies!"

"Yes, I have remembered it."

Song Jinyue looked at the servants kneeling on the ground, with a cold light in her eyes.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines, and a pressure came over them. They didn't dare to raise their heads to look, and kept saying, "Old slaves, please remember the Second Young Lady's instructions."

Song Jinyue then led Nanny Tian, ​​Qiu Yun, San Ming and the servants and women and rushed straight to Shen's courtyard.

After the wedding banquet, the gate of Shen's courtyard restored the previous instructions of the Duke of Guo, and Shen could not go out at will.

Shen simply asked people to open the courtyard door, but the Duke of Guo did not give any orders not to open the courtyard door.

She had nothing to do every day, so she ordered someone to move the imperial concubine's couch in the yard, and she would lie on the imperial concubine's couch and eat tea, while her nanny was beating her legs.

The days are leisurely and comfortable.

Mrs. Shen was in the courtyard before. Perhaps the sun was shining brighter today, which made her yawn nonstop.

He simply went into the house and went to sleep.

Aunt Zhao was standing guard outside on the porch, holding an embroidery frame in her hand. On it was a new handkerchief she had embroidered for Shen, but now only half of the peony on it was embroidered.

There was a sound of close footsteps at the door. Aunt Zhao put down her needlework and looked up at the door.

The maids in the courtyard also stopped what they were doing and looked towards the gate.

Seeing the girl's appearance at the door again, Nanny Zhao's heart tightened. She quickly put her needlework and embroidery frame in the basket beside her, got up and hurried towards the door.

Arriving in front of the second young lady, she bowed, frowned and said, "Second young lady, Madam is just asleep now, are you?"

Song Jinyue looked down at Nanny Zhao, who was standing slightly hunched in front of her, and said, "Nanny Zhao, could you please tell mother that I have come to deliver documents on behalf of father."

Aunt Zhao was stunned when she heard this. Document? What document?

I wanted to ask more questions, but the second lady's face was full of impatience, and she waved her hand, motioning for her to go and call the madam.

Today's Aunt Zhao is no longer the arrogant woman she used to be before Song Jinyue. After countless battles, she has already realized that the second young lady in the house is not an ordinary person.

Since she returned home, Madam has suffered a lot because of her.

And today the second lady actually brought so many people.

Aunt Zhao's heart gradually became more and more uneasy, and she turned around and entered the back room suspiciously.

When Mrs. Shen was awakened, she gave Aunt Zhao a few hard glances and said angrily: "Aunt Zhao, what is my status now? Why are you so afraid of that little bitch?"

Mrs. Shen lifted the brocade quilt and got off the bed. She glared at Aunt Zhao and said angrily: "Useless trash! Bastard!"

Aunt Zhao didn't dare to refute, so she smiled apologetically and carefully waited for Mrs. Shen to groom herself.

"Madam, it's all the old slave's fault. You don't have the same experience as the old slave, but..."

Aunt Zhao brought the wet handkerchief to Mrs. Shen. Mrs. Shen took it, her face still not a little angry, "Just tell me if you have anything to say!"

"Today, the second young lady has brought a lot of people here. I'm looking at it. I'm afraid that the second young lady is coming with bad intentions this time..."

Aunt Zhao spoke carefully and softly while secretly looking at Mr. Shen's face.

Seeing that the anger in Shen's brows and eyes had subsided a bit, she finally spoke of her worries.

Mrs. Shen wiped her face, threw the handkerchief on Aunt Zhao, walked to the dressing table, took out a gold hairpin and put it on her bun, "Are you afraid of her? You old thing is getting more and more useless.

!Come tomorrow, you can just go home and take care of yourself!"

"The old slave deserves to die, the old slave deserves to be punished."

Aunt Zhao hurriedly knelt down on the ground, raised her hand and slapped herself hard on the face, not daring to relax in the slightest, and kept smiling apologetically.

Mrs. Shen snorted lightly, raised her foot to touch Aunt Zhao, and said impatiently: "That's enough, that's enough, why don't you come with me to take a look."

Only then did Aunt Zhao get up and help her go to the courtyard.

Song Jinyue was sitting on the imperial concubine's chair in the courtyard, with a group of women and maids standing behind her.

When Shen saw it, she couldn't help but frown, with anger in her eyes.

Seeing Mrs. Shen come out, Qiu Yun hurriedly stepped forward and helped her young lady.

Song Jinyue slowly bowed, looked at Mrs. Shen, and called: "Mother."

Mrs. Shen glanced at her, passed her, and stood next to the imperial concubine chair that Song Jinyue had just made. She stopped and looked at the maid on the corridor in the courtyard, "Come here, throw this imperial concubine chair out to me."

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Song Jinyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, she chuckled lightly and ignored it.

She glanced at Qiu Yun and motioned for her to bring the divorce letter. Qiu Yun understood, took out the divorce letter from her arms and handed it to her young lady.

Song Jinyue held the rolled up divorce letter in her hand and walked to Shen's side.

"Mother, this is the document that my father asked his daughter to send to you."

Mrs. Shen had always resented the fact that she had just sat on his imperial concubine chair, and her face was full of hatred.

Hearing her talk about documents, she was full of disdain and said: "Documents? What documents!"

Song Jinyue handed the rolled-up rice paper to Mrs. Shen, smiled, her eyes full of contempt, "Of course it's a letter of divorce."

Shen's eyes sank, her body stiffened, and she looked at the rice paper in front of her in disbelief.

Aunt Zhao followed behind Mr. Shen, and was shocked. The Duke of Guo actually sent a letter of divorce?

She gave Madam a gentle push.

Mrs. Shen came back to her senses, instinctively resisting and refused to accept, and asked: "Second girl, if your father knows that you forged the divorce letter, but..."

Before Shen could finish speaking, Song Jinyue sneered, her eyes full of mockery, "Mother, I don't have the time to make fake things. This divorce letter is of course genuine."

Full of disbelief, Mrs. Shen pulled the divorce letter from her hand and opened it with trembling fingers.

Wait until you can see the handwriting on it and the seal of the Grand Duke.

Shen's hands froze in mid-air, the letter of resignation slipped quietly from between her fingers, her body softened, and she fell back into Aunt Zhao's arms.

The Duke actually wanted to divorce her?

In the past, he only treated her as a prince to vent his anger with her, and it would naturally ease after some time, but now...

The Duke is really going to divorce her!

Shen's whole body was weak and her eyes were dull.

"Father has said that you will go to Zhuangzi to live in your old age on the day of your eldest sister's wedding. In addition to sending this divorce letter to the government for filing, it will only treat you as the mistress of the Duke's Palace."

"It's just that you are not the mistress of the Duke's Mansion now. You will live in this courtyard for now. You are just serving the servants inside... My father's intention is to sell the house!"

Seeing her mention the servants in the sales yard, Mrs. Shen suddenly woke up and said angrily: "This is my own servant and has nothing to do with the government! How dare you!"

Song Jinyue sneered and glanced at Mrs. Shen, "Mother, when you first entered the house, including when you lived outside the mansion, your food and clothing expenses, as well as your own private treasury, were all not the money of the mansion?"

"Your own servants? They were not purchased with money from the Duke's government!"

After saying this, Song Jinyue raised her hand and motioned for the mother-in-law behind her to come forward and tie up the servants in Shen's courtyard one by one.

(End of chapter)