âYou got injured because for me. Of course I should take care of you. How would it bother me?â said Murong Xue smilingly. And then she picked up a bowl of rice and squeezed a full spoonful into his mouthâŠ
The fragrant and soft rice immediately suffused his whole month, as much as that he couldnât even chew it. Ouyang Shaochen frowned and hurriedly tipped her, âThis is not the right way to feedâŠâ
âIâm sorry, Prince Ouyang. I am a clumsy person. I can only feed you this way. So just bear with it!â said Murong Xue with a faking smile, and then squeezed another full spoon of rice into his mouthâŠ
His cheeks got all bulged out. Looking at her, Ouyang Shaochen protested mumbled, âBut I hadnât finished the first spoonâŠâ
âIâm only responsible for feeding. Whether you finish it or not is your thing.â said Murong Xue smilingly. And then she squeezed another full spoon of rice into his mouth, wearing kind of teasing smile.
Since Ouyang Shaochen wanted her to feed him, sheâd do as he told her. But sheâd feed him in her special way and see if he has the guts to ask her to feed him againâŠ
âMy prince, Miss Murong, Murong Rou turns a corner. It seems she doesnât plan to go back to the Marquis Mansion.â Gou Xun reported to them from outside.
Murong Xue was a little surprised, âReally?â She then put down the bowl and chopsticks and finished âabusingâ Ouyang Shaochen. She pushed the curtain aside and saw Murong Rouâs carriage turn into a valley, at the end of which was piles of unacquainted housesâŠ
Where is Murong Rou going?
Murong Xue narrowed her eyes, âFollow her.â
âYes!â answered Gou Fen.
The carriage was moving in the valley neither too fast nor too slow, keeping a safe distance with Murong Rouâs carriage, so they would neither lose her nor alarm her.
After about half an hour, Murong Rouâs carriage stopped before a mansion. She pushed the curtain aside and cast a glance at the plaque above the gate, and the walked in with an unnoticeable smile on her face.
What is this place? What is Murong Rou doing here?
Murong Xue frowned. She hopped off the carriage and walked slowly before the mansion. After looking around to make sure no one was around, she jumped onto the wall and secretly watched what was going on inside.
First she saw a beautiful garden with all kinds of flowers, beside of which was a rockery, with plants interspersed among, looking quite refined.
Before the rockery was an octagonal pavilion, in the middle of which was a big rosewood table with all kinds of snacks, like zongzi, black rice pastries, walnut sweet cakes, and jujube paste cakes.
Song Tianwen, Jingâer and Bai were sitting around the table, enjoying those snacks. They were feeding each other happily, making one really jealous.
So this was the place where Song Tianwen hid his mistress. This place was remote and located in a secret place. No wonder no one had ever found it all these years. But since Murong Rou had already known that Song Tianwen had a mistress and even a bastard, what was she doing here?
While she was still thinking, a familiar female sound was heard, âTianwen!â
Murong Xue followed the sound and saw Murong Rou walking before the garden gracefully. Her slim body looking weak and feeble, face ghastly pale, and tears in that pair of big and black eyes, making one feel pitiful for her.
Jingâer shivered on hearing her. She then held up Bai and hid behind Song Tianwen.
âDonât be afraid. Iâm here. She wonât hurt you!â Song Tianwen patted Jingâerâs back while comforting her. He then turned to Murong Rou indifferently, âWhat are you doing here?â
The insidiousness inside Murong Rou before now was totally gone. She then lowered her voice, âI need to talk to youâŠâ
âIf itâs about the divorce, save it!â Song Tianwen interrupted her impatiently. She lost her virginity to someone else and even got pregnant. She wasnât worthy to be the first wife of Wuâan Marquis Mansion. So he would definitely divorce her.
âIâm not here to beg you but talk about my dowries.â said Murong Rou hastily, with all sincerity in her eyes.
So she agreed to get divorced?
Song Tianwen felt much relieved and he looked much loosened up. He then looked at Murong Rou arrogantly, âI plan to split your dowries into halves. One half is left for Qingyan, and the other half is for you to take back to the Marquis Mansion. What do you say?â
If a woman had an affair, according to the laws of Qingyan, she couldnât take a penny away. Since Song Tianwen allowed her to take away half of the dowries, he already showed the mercy.
âYou are wise enough to make this decision. But Qingyan is still young. So I want to take away all the dowries and the shops away. Iâm gonna manage it myself. When Qingyan reaches the age and marries someone, I will hand over the shops she deserves to her. What do you think, my lord?â said Murong Rou word by word, with kind of insistence in her eyes.
Song Tianwen raised his brows, sneering in his heart. After Jingâer marries him, she will be the hostess of the mansion. And everything in the mansion would be managed under her management. The dowries Murong Rou left will naturally fall into her hands. Murong Rou insisted she manage the dowries and the shops herself, just in case Jingâer takes her dowries as her own.
Although Jingâer was from a small noble family, she had a broad vision. And the mansion had a lot of incomings from different channels, which could ensure her a rich life. So she would never lay her eyes on Murong Rouâs belongings. Murong Rou just overthought things.
As the marquis, he wouldnât argue with a petty woman. Besides, that few shops meant nothing to his mansion. Since Murong Rou wanted them back, heâd just make her, âOK!â
âThank you, my lord!â Murong Rou thanked him, with kind of unnoticeable weird smile.
âYou are welcome!â said Song Tianwen randomly, thinking that since this matter was over, he would let her go and keep enjoying their private happy life.
When he was about to let her go, he suddenly felt like his whole body was emptied and fell onto the groundâŠ
âTianwen!â shouted Jingâer. When she was about to support him, she also felt emptied and fell onto the groundâŠ
Her son Bai in her arms also fell, eyes widely open, brain sober, but just couldnât move a bitâŠ\n