After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Song Huiling's expression froze for a moment. What did this mean?

Xie Yunsui keenly noticed that Song Huiling's attitude had softened, and a glimmer of hope reappeared in his heart.

Lingmei is young and has a weak mind. She was bewitched by the wild man for a while, but her feelings were not deep. If he could be more patient, he would be able to wait for her to change her mind.

Xie Yunsui knew that she was stubborn and could not be forced, so he could only persuade her with patience.

After making sure that she was really alienated from him, he dared not be abrupt anymore. He tried hard to restrain the urge to get closer to her and took a step back: "Sister Ling, since you have no interest in me, I will restrain myself and be polite in the future and will not overstep the mark. You don't have to be so defensive of me. I do have something important to discuss with you. As for how to choose, it depends on your feelings."

Even though Xie Yunsui lowered his posture, Song Huiling still didn't dare to approach him and stood still.

As long as he still has feelings for the original owner, she should not do anything that would cause him to misunderstand.

Xie Yunsui concealed the disappointment in his eyes and spoke slowly: "Sister Ling, I was appreciated by the captain. He exempted me from the menial tasks and let me stay with him. I have been running around for the captain these days."

Song Huiling was not surprised. Xie Yunsui was the top scholar after all, and doing hard labor would indeed bury his talent. The captain was a man who valued talent, and perhaps the Fifth Prince was also responsible for this.

"Then congratulations, Master Xie." Song Huiling made a congratulatory gesture, and couldn't help but think of the original owner's maternal grandfather's family. Xie Yunsui had already escaped from the heavy labor, but what about the original owner's maternal grandfather's family? How could she help them?

"Sister Ling, I'm not here to listen to your congratulations." Xie Yunsui straightened his face, "I know you were forced to marry He Zhan. I have already reported everything to the captain. He recognized my contribution in lobbying the native tribes to surrender, and promised me a reward. I asked for a divorce on your behalf."

Song Huiling's head suddenly buzzed.

Divorce? She had thought about it.

At least when she first came here, knowing the ending of He Zhan's life, she didn't want to have anything to do with him.

But now...

Xie Yunsui's eyes fell on Song Huiling's face, observing her carefully, not wanting to miss any change in her expression. Seeing her hesitation, he began to attack her heart:

"Sister Ling, I know that divorce is not good for a woman's reputation, but you should also know that Qianzhong is a remote place with high mountains. The thousand households firmly control the power of a county. It is not difficult to modify your household registration documents. Once you leave Yuntun Village, no one will know about your marriage. When you return to the capital in the future, you will still be the innocent Song Huiling."

Song Huiling didn't care about his reputation, but he had other thoughts in his mind at the moment, so he was silent for a moment.

Xie Yunsui's eyes flashed with joy. The relationship between her and He Zhan was just like this, fragile and vulnerable. She continued:

"Sister Ling, don't worry. I'm asking for a divorce on your behalf not to force you to be with me. It's just that you once said that you wanted to be a free and carefree woman. Being trapped in the countryside this time has broken your wings of freedom. After the divorce, you can live in Qingyuan County as an ordinary Han citizen and return to the capital when the court situation stabilizes."

Xie Yunsui said so much, but only the word "freedom" touched Song Huiling's heart.

Traveling into this era where we have no control over our own destiny, freedom is so precious.

She and He Zhan gradually developed feelings for each other, and He Zhan was considerate of her in everything, but this was all based on the premise that she did not touch his bottom line.

Dayan was ultimately a patriarchal dynasty, and even He Zhan could not avoid the idea that men should be in charge of the outside world and women should be in charge of the inside world.

If they don't divorce, He Zhan will be her biggest obstacle when she starts a tea garden in the future.

But if she gives up her career for He Zhan, is this sacrifice worth it?

The friendship between men cannot stand the test of time. He Zhan is obsessed with her now and is willing to indulge her little temper and coax her patiently, but what if he changes his mind in the future?

"Sister Ling, the choice is yours. I won't force you. Think about it carefully and come back to Qianhu Mansion to find me later." Xie Yunsui knew how to leave room for maneuver. He didn't just keep persuading her, but directly stated the pros and cons.

Song Huiling has already made a choice in her mind. No matter where she is, she will never give up her career for a man. Besides, her feelings for He Zhan are not deep yet.

But it’s not easy to break up with He Zhan, she needs some time to deal with it.

"Can you give me two days?" Song Huiling asked. Two days later, she was going to the county town to find Chen Fu to sign a contract.

"It doesn't matter if it's a few more days." Hearing Song Huiling say this, Xie Yunsui was not anxious anymore. "Sister Ling, I don't want you to blame me in the future, so I hope you will think carefully before making a decision."

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Xie Yunsui disappeared into the crowd and this small disturbance in the conversation did not attract anyone's attention.

The caravan set off and the number of tourists gradually decreased. Only then did Yang and A'mo return from Aunt Wang.

It was originally planned that the stall would only be open for half a day today. After Yang and A'mo came back, Song Huiling also started to prepare to close the stall.

After the situation in Turing Pass stabilized, it gradually developed into a small market where everything was sold, and people from nearby areas would also come here to buy.

Before leaving, Song Huiling bought three native chickens, a grass carp, five pounds of small red radishes, and some fresh meat and other vegetables.

After returning home, Song Huiling asked A'mo to help him use discarded wooden boards to enclose a corner in the yard and put the three native chickens he bought in it.

Song Huiling chopped some vegetable leaves and piled them next to the wooden board. Three native chickens huddled together, clucking, lightly touching the ground with their beaks and pecking at the chopped leaves.

Yang found a porcelain bowl with a crack in it, filled it with water and placed it next to the vegetable leaves.

Song Huiling pointed at the fattest chicken and said to Ah Mo, "Ah Mo, the task of killing the chicken will be handed over to you later. I will make braised chicken for you tonight."

A'mo nodded, glanced at the chicken, and began to swallow his saliva.

Song Huiling then instructed Yang: "Mother, keep the other two hens that lay eggs. When He Zhan is not at home, you and Ah-mo will share the eggs they lay every day. You work so hard every day, don't treat yourself badly. You must nourish your body. Ah-mo is still growing, so he should eat something good, too."

Yang felt something was wrong. Her daughter-in-law cooked delicious food in different ways almost every day and never treated her and A'mo badly when it came to food, but she also never specifically told them about it.

"Hui Ling, you too, you are weak, you should take good care of yourself."

Song Huiling smiled and said nothing. She pulled Yang into the west room, took out the deposited money from the hole in the wall, and poured it on the table along with the five taels of silver she earned today. "Mother, the money I made from setting up the stall these past two days, plus the deposited money before, totals twenty-five taels. I will give it all to you. And I will also slowly make up for the money you spent on me before."

Before Yang realized what was going to happen, she hurried forward and pushed the silver to Song Huiling: "Huiling, you have been managing the family very well these days. I am very relieved to leave the silver to you. You don't have to give it to me."

To be fair, Song Huiling really couldn't bear to part with Yang. There were few mothers-in-law as good as her, even in modern times.

But Yang's biggest wish was to hold her fat grandson as soon as possible. Her natural fear and resistance to having a baby was destined to disappoint Yang.

It would be better to divorce He Zhan as soon as possible and let him find a wife who is willing to live a simple life with him and give birth to children for him.

When people make sacrifices, they will inevitably suffer emotional torture. Song Huiling's eyes suddenly turned red: "Mom, no matter what happens, you and A'mo will always be my family."