The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

After half a lifetime, Mrs. Ma finally spoke her true feelings to the man she once loved passionately.

General, I regret this.

I regret falling in love with you, and I regret going to the mountains and seas without hesitation.

What did he get in the end? Just a forgotten oath and a man's deep love that he thought was worth less than grass.

Madam Ma has endured all these years simply for the sake of the title of Lady of Imperial Concubine and the position of the main wife.

She occupied the position and did not allow the concubine to become the first wife.

Now the concubine has committed a crime and is going to be exiled, and she has also obtained the title of Consort. If she doesn't want to divorce, what is she waiting for?

She also sought the opinions of her two sons, saying that her divorce might affect their marriage arrangements.

The eldest son Ma Chuyi said, "Ms. Ming Zhao and the Ming family probably won't mind this, so mother doesn't have to worry about it. If you really want to make up your mind, I'd like to be your umbrella to protect you from the wind and rain."

The youngest son, Ma Chuyang, said, "I am a scholar who has won the imperial examination. I have good looks and a good career. There are many people who want me. Mother, don't worry. You are already a lady of honor. The only use of old Ma is gone. Do you still want to keep him for the New Year?"

The elder son knew that his mother was disappointed, and the younger son had no feelings for his father. Both sons stood on their mother's side.

But at this time, General Ma obviously had not yet seen the reality clearly, and just kept asking where Mrs. Ma's money came from.

He thought that if it was ill-gotten gains, he had to return it quickly. If there was a crime, he would risk all his military merits to get his wife out.

He was just feeling moved when he saw his concubine's daughter Ma Qingqing quietly come in and kneel down in front of Madam Ma, "Please take me in, mother. Qing'er is willing to serve you."

That’s right!

Even General Ma was disgusted by what he heard, "Qing'er, get up. I will arrange a place for you."

Ma Qingqing refused to get up, imitating her mother's weak expression, "Qing'er just wants to be a good daughter to her mother."

Madam Ma looked at Ma Liyang with a hard-to-speak expression, as if she was smiling but not laughing, and said with a double meaning: "General, do you think this is a joke?"

Her elopement was a joke, and the concubine's daughter kneeling in front of her was also a joke.

General Ma was speechless for a moment, his face was extremely interesting. He understood his wife's self-mockery, and once again thought of the bullshit oath he made when he was young, and felt like a joke.

He continued to ask, "Where did the silver come from?"

Madam Ma smiled coldly, "I earned it legally. But all that money belongs to me, and has nothing to do with you. I'm getting a divorce, and I'm going to move every flower and grass here. Don't worry, I won't humiliate your integrity."

After that, she called the personal nanny and said, "Bring the account book locked in the warehouse."

The nanny took the order and left.

After a while, the palace guards came in carrying boxes of account books. They glanced at the general, sighed, and left.

Madam Ma stood up and took out a box of silver notes and handed them to the general. "This is the allowance you have given me over the years. I haven't touched a penny. I even made a register for you. Please count it."

General Ma took the banknote and account book woodenly, and saw the amounts written on them.

Madam Ma said leisurely, "The little money you gave me is not even enough to support the palace guards, let alone the expenses of my son who won the third place in the imperial examination."

Her son, who had won the third place in the imperial examination, was a money-making beast. She would buy him all the clothes that were popular in the capital.

Her son must wear the best clothes and eat the best food, and he cannot be too stingy when he is outside, otherwise it will lose face.

Just in the Duke's family school, she had spent countless money to take care of all the teachers.

She raised her son according to the standards of a noble family. "The facts have proven that the emperor has eyes to see whether my son is useless or not. You don't need to scold him as a waste all day long."

Ma Liyang's face turned pale and blue, "Madam, that's not what I meant."

"That's not what you meant. More than a year ago, you came back and pointed at my nose and scolded me for ruining my son." Madam Ma was still angry. "I thought your concubine was very good at raising a son! I thought the son you personally raised was very capable. After all this time, he has learned to cheat and sell official positions at such a young age! Tsk! Ma Liyang, how dare you call my son a waste?"

Madam Ma hadn't finished speaking yet. "I asked, and Yi'er wasn't raised by you personally. His mentor was General Zhongwu, am I right? First, he was self-disciplined, and second, General Zhongwu worked hard, which is why Yi'er is what he is today. And you, Ma Liyang, got two good sons for nothing, and they were all born to me!"

She glared at the little girl kneeling on the ground and said, "You, don't call me mother either. I don't deserve it."

Ma Qingqing lowered her head and wiped her tears, but she was thinking in her heart. If the mistress and father divorced, she would live in the general's mansion, and then she would become the real master of the mansion.

She could no longer count on her mother and brother, and had to rely on herself for everything.

She saw her mistress opening boxes of account books and her father flipping through them one by one.

The more she looked, the more flustered her father looked.

She wondered if her mistress would be exiled like her mother.

After about half an hour, General Ma finally felt relieved and asked, "Have you been doing business all these years?"

"What else?" Madam Ma took a sip of tea and said, "Will you starve to death waiting for the little money you have? You only remember to ask me now. Did all the delicacies you ate in the past year go to waste?"

General Ma answered honestly, "I thought you were asking your mother's family for help."

Madam Ma looked at him sarcastically, "Do you think I can go back? When my grandmother left, I didn't even get to see her once. Oh, Ma Liyang, you really deserve me!"

General Ma was forced to divorce his wife.

If his wife was a weak and incapable woman, he would never divorce her, because he felt that she could not survive without the general's mansion.

But after he looked through the account books, he realized that he had taken advantage of his wife.

He didn't want to divorce, but it seemed that he couldn't bear to give up his wife's money.

General Ma suppressed his grief, signed the divorce agreement, and had Ma Qingqing sent back to his hometown so that she could take care of her parents.

No matter how much Ma Qingqing cried and begged, she couldn't change General Ma's mind.

On the second day after the divorce, Mrs. Ma moved to Jixiang Street.

Jixiang Street and Ruyi Street are connected. She bought this house when she often went in and out of the young master's mansion, hoping to be a neighbor with Shi Anxia.

The General's Mansion was a gift from the court to General Ma, but she didn't want it. However, she cleared every blade of grass and every tree in it, even the soil, and moved it to the new house.

When the last stool was moved, the general's mansion was empty. General Ma felt heartbroken, "Madam..."

Madam Ma, no, now Miss Qin, spoke clearly and forcefully, "Take care, General."

Just like she was back then, she was full of vigor and vitality, looking at him with a smile, "Wait for me in the east of the city tonight, I'll go home to get some silver and run away with you."

It was like a dream. General Ma had been a soldier for half his life, but he ended up living alone. He couldn't help but wonder, besides sleeping on Wu's bed, what else did he do wrong?

Why would a woman who was once willing to give everything for him now leave him without hesitation and without any nostalgia?