Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Mo Yun's attitude suddenly became strong, "Even if you need to write a divorce letter, I should be the one to write it."

Mo Zhaohua asked him back, "Mother has never committed any of the seven grounds for divorce, so what grounds does father have to divorce her?"

A trace of anger flashed in Mo Yun's eyes, "She committed ..."

He stopped after saying just three words, and looked at Rong Qing coldly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Rong Qing's expression changed slightly, and he asked him coldly, "Which one did I commit? Tell me in detail."

Mo Yun's expression changed constantly, and finally he closed his eyes and sighed softly, "Forget it, I'll just sign the divorce."

Rong Qing visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but no one noticed that her hands, which were placed on her legs, had already been clenched into fists.

Madam Mo was heartbroken, "Yun'er, you are so confused. How could you agree to a divorce so easily?"

There are only a few people in the Shangshu Mansion, and Rong Qing is a figurehead herself. How can she face people in the future?

Mo Yun's expression was firm, "Mother, please don't persuade me anymore. I have made up my mind. I will explain it to you later."

Rong Hai wanted Rong Qing to vent her humiliation, "Now it's not up to you, elder sister, write a letter of divorce."

Rong Qing felt guilty, "Today is Zhao Zhao's return home. I have already ruined her return home banquet. How can I continue to pester her?"

Mo Zhaohua didn't care at all, "It doesn't matter to us, but if mother can accept a divorce, then she can choose not to divorce you."

Whether it is a divorce or a divorce, the purpose is to leave the Shangshu Mansion and gain freedom. There is no need to make it too ugly.

Rongqing is still young. If she has the chance to marry again, it would be better for her to divorce. After all, it is difficult for a woman who dares to divorce her husband to marry again.

"Lord Mo, please sign." Rong Qing didn't want to divorce her husband, otherwise it would really affect Mo Zhaohua.

From now on, when people mention her, besides being Princess Yu, they will also mention her as a mother who had divorced her husband, which will easily lead to criticism.

Although Rong Hai didn't care about his reputation, he still had to consider his daughter's family, so he stopped trying to persuade her. After all, it was good that they could get a divorce.

Mo Yun quickly signed the divorce agreement. There were three copies of the agreement, one for each party and the other was submitted to the Zongzhengsi.

Rong Qing put away the divorce letter and felt a lot more relieved. "From now on, we will part ways and we will be strangers when we meet again."

She took two divorce documents. Since she was the one who proposed the divorce, she should also be the one to send one copy to the Zongzhengsi.

"Qing'er..." Old Madam Mo had tortured Rong Qing for so many years, and now that she was leaving, she actually felt reluctant to let her go.

"Madam Mo, please return the dowry that has been borrowed for a long time in your courtyard. Sir Mo, the same goes for you."

In the past, Rong Qing was too lazy to care and turned a blind eye to everything, but now that they are no longer a family, they have to settle things clearly.

She didn't want to keep any of the things that belonged to her in the Mo family, and she would not let those who looked down on her and bullied her get the upper hand.

From the study used by Mo Yun, the main courtyard where he lived, to the courtyards where other people lived, there was no place without her dowry.

For example, the finest four treasures of the study, exquisite tea sets, various ornaments, and even jewelry have all been theirs.

Mo Yun had not expected things to get to this point, so he closed his eyes and said, "Mother, please send someone back to clean up."

Madam Mo was reluctant but dared not disobey, because everything coming out of the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion was of excellent quality.

She used to show it off in front of her relatives, and she was so happy to see their envious eyes.

Thinking of this, she felt that Rong Qing treated her very well. If it were her, she would be reluctant to give her dowry to her mother-in-law.

Mo Yun was also reluctant to part with it. He still loves the inkstone in his study and has not found a replacement for it over the years.

But no matter how reluctant he was, he had to return it. Rong Qing was so heartless that if he refused to return it, he would be considered the one who had usurped the dowry.

Mo Zhaohua stood up and pushed Chu Xuanchi, "Then father, please pack slowly. Your daughter will accompany mother and uncle back to Wanxiangju and wait."

Rong Hai urged Mo Yun, "Master Mo, please hurry up. I have asked for leave today to pick up my elder sister."

Mo Yun felt ashamed as if he was slapped in public, but he could only accept it and could not say anything to refute.

Mo Zhaohua and his group then went to Wanxiangju.

Rong Hai asked the people he brought with him to move out the things that had already been packed.

Mo Zhaohua accompanied Rong Qing in the bedroom to talk privately, and comforted her and soothed her heart.

Chu Xuanchi was chatting with Rong Hai in the outer room. Having also returned from the battlefield, they had a lot of topics to talk about.

After a while, the nanny came to report, "Madam, no, Miss, Aunt Qiao brought Master Qing here."

Since Rong Qing has divorced, she can no longer be called Madam. From today on, she is just the eldest daughter of the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion.

Rongqing's bedroom is also divided into two rooms. The outer room is a bedroom, and the main room is furnished with tables, chairs and a chaise longue, which can also be used to entertain guests.

She stood up and walked around the Duobao Pavilion to the main room. "Let them in. I should say goodbye to them."

Mo Zhaohua felt drowsy after lunch, so she went to lie down on the chaise longue. There was no need for her to be restrained in front of her mother.

Aunt Qiao had guessed something, so she brought her son here specially. She was afraid that they would never have the chance to see each other again in the future.

"Madam, how are you?" She came in and greeted him first, then asked, "May I ask what's going on in your courtyard..."

Rong Qing had a gentle smile on his face, "Lord Mo and I have divorced, and my second brother is here to take me back to the Fuguogong Mansion."

Aunt Qiao changed her tune even faster than the nanny, "I congratulate the young lady on escaping the sea of ​​suffering and regaining a new life."

Rong Qing asked the nanny to get a bracelet from the makeup box, "You are so thoughtful. You have been with me for many years. I will keep this as a remembrance."

Aunt Qiao took it and carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief. "It would be disrespectful to refuse the gift from the young lady. Thank you."

Then he smiled and called out to his son Mo Qinghua, "Qing'er, kowtow to the young lady and congratulate her."

Mo Qinghua was only a few years old and quite cute. He knelt down and kowtowed politely, "Son, congratulations to mother."

Aunt Qiao quickly corrected him, "You're wrong. You should call me Miss."

Mo Qinghua raised his little face, his eyes full of confusion, "Why? This is obviously my mother."

"Call me aunt from now on." Although Rong Qing did not teach Mo Qinghua personally, she watched him grow up.

Ever since he was born, Aunt Qiao would bring him to pay her respects every day. After he learned to walk, she would come with him every day.

During these daily morning and evening visits, Rong Qing watched him grow from a tiny baby to what he is today.

She herself had no son, and Mo Zhaohua had grown up by then, so she still had some feelings for this illegitimate son.

Aunt Qiao was extremely terrified. "How can I do this? I am just a foot-washing maid. How can Qing'er be so worthy of such a position..."

Rong Qing asked the nanny to fetch a jade pendant, "Qing'er is very good, I like him very much, and it's not bad to have another nephew."

Aunt Qiao did not refuse. "Qing'er, kowtow and thank your aunt. Remember in the future that this is your only aunt."