Her body shook slightly, as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The embarrassing scene of her husband that she had seen before involuntarily emerged in her mind, but deep down in her heart she was unwilling to believe that it was true.

Over the years, although she and Bai Chenyan are no longer as close as when they first got married, they once had a good time.

She couldn't accept this cruel fact. She murmured to herself, "No, it's impossible. We were so close when we got married, otherwise how could we have a son?"

Han Ruxue's thoughts suddenly drifted back to the past.

At that time, her aunt's family tried their best to prevent her from marrying into the Zuo Xiang Mansion, especially her cousin Bai Qianqian, who tried to stop her again and again.

In the end, Bai Qianqian even told the truth, but she didn't believe it. She just thought her cousin was jealous of her and didn't want her to marry well.

Now that I think about it, maybe what my cousin said was true.

Bai Qingsong watched Han Ruxue fall into memories, frowned and said again: "Han Ruxue, take the release letter, your Han family can raise this child, and I will not reveal the child's background."

After all, a divorced woman is pitiful enough.

If there is a bastard son.

Then Han Ruxue's life in the Han family will not be easy.

Han Ruxue's eyes gradually changed from confusion to determination.

She raised her head and looked straight at Bai Qingsong, her eyes full of resentment.

"Why? Why do you do this to me?"

Bai Qingsong turned his head away, not wanting to see her eyes full of resentment.

His voice was still cold: "This is Bai Chenyan's own mistake. He must bear the consequences. And you can no longer stay in the Zuo Xiangfu."

Han Ruxue slowly squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and cried painfully.

Her cries echoed in the yard, full of sadness and helplessness.

Every cry seemed to tell of the grievances and unwillingness she had suffered over the years.

After a long time, Han Ruxue slowly stood up.

She wiped her tears, her eyes revealing a hint of determination.

"Okay, I'll go. But I won't let you get away with your responsibilities so easily. I'll make you regret it."

Bai Qingsong looked at her departing back and couldn't help but sigh.

Han Ruxue took the child and walked out of the Zuo Xiang Mansion step by step.

Her heart was filled with anger and resentment.

Han Ruxue returned to the Han family with her child, feeling distraught.

When everyone in the Han family saw her like this, they all felt very distressed.

Mrs. Han hurried forward and hugged Han Ruxue, tears welling up in her eyes: "Ruxue, you have suffered such a great injustice."

The other members of the Han family also gathered around, their faces filled with concern.

However, Han Ruxue did not appreciate it.

Her eyes were filled with anger and resentment, and she said to the family, "This is all Bai Qianqian's fault. My aunt's family knew that Bai Chenyan was a eunuch, but they just didn't say it. They just wanted to laugh at me and make my life miserable."

Han Ruxue's words made everyone in the Han family look at each other in bewilderment, not knowing how to respond.

At this moment, Mr. Han, who had been silent all this time, became furious and slapped Han Ruxue in the face.

With a crisp "pop" sound, five clear finger marks instantly appeared on Han Ruxue's face.

When four-year-old Bai Xiangrong saw his mother being beaten, he immediately rushed forward with his tiny body, protected her and loudly asked, "Why are you hitting me? You are all bad people!"

The child's voice was filled with anger and fear.

Mr. Han was so angry that he was shaking all over.

He pointed at Han Ruxue and shouted angrily, "You still don't repent and are still blaming others. You didn't listen to advice and insisted on marrying into the Zuo Xiangfu. Now you have ended up like this, and you still don't know how to reflect on yourself."

After saying that, Mr. Han turned around and left.

Mrs. Han hurried forward, grabbed Mr. Han, and tried to persuade him to calm down.

But Mr. Han had made up his mind and left without looking back.

Mrs. Han had no choice but to turn around and persuade her daughter, "Ruxue, don't be stubborn anymore. You can't blame others for this. You are also responsible."

Unfortunately, Han Ruxue did not appreciate it. She raised her head stubbornly, her eyes full of determination.

"I don't care. I just want to blame them. My son and I will move back to our old yard. I want to live in my mother's house forever."

Although Madam Han and Lord Han were angry, they felt distressed when they saw the pitiful appearance of Han Ruxue and the child.

In the end, they could only sigh helplessly and let her go.

When Han Xin returned home, he learned that Han Ruxue had already moved in.

He felt sorry for his sister at first. After all, she was his own sister. Seeing her in such a miserable state, he naturally felt bad.

But when he heard that his grandfather was angry when his sister came back, he changed his mind and went to the old man instead of visiting his sister.

Han Xin came to Grandpa Han's yard and saw his grandfather sitting in a chair sulking.

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Grandfather, please don't be angry. My sister was confused for a moment. When she calms down, she will definitely know that she was wrong."

Old Man Han sighed and said, "This girl is spoiled. We tried to stop her from marrying Bai Chenyan, but did she listen?"

Han Xin stopped talking immediately.

If he said it again, his grandfather would be even angrier.

Old Man Han shook his head, looked at his eldest grandson, and asked, "Let your mother take care of it in the next few days. It's time for you to see it."

Han Xin immediately lowered his head.

The person he loved had already married someone else and now they even had a child.

He felt very sad, but he also knew that he could not shirk his responsibility.

The Han family's incense cannot be cut off in her hands.

After a while, he nodded and said, "It's all up to mother."

Only when he heard his eldest grandson finally give in did Grandpa Han smile.

"Let's take care of this matter after your cousin gets married." Old Master Han gave another instruction.

Han Xin hummed.

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a while before Han Xin left.

He did not return to his own yard, but went to his parents' yard.

After being transferred back to the capital, he worked in the Hanlin Academy.

Although he is only a seventh-rank editor, he works very seriously.

When he entered the yard, he only saw his father in the yard, so he knew that his mother was still in his sister's yard and had not come back.

"Dad, don't be sad. It's good that my sister is back. Our family can afford to support her." Han Xin persuaded his father.

Lord Han sighed and asked his son to come and sit down.

"Xiang Rong is a good boy. You should spend more time teaching him." Lord Han looked at his son and said this.

Han Xin frowned and refused directly, "Dad, my sister has that kind of personality. If I teach my nephew too much, she won't agree. Besides, my grandfather just told me to go and see her later."

Lord Han was shocked by his son's words.

There was a smile in his eyes, "Okay, great, you finally agreed to go see me."

Han Xin smiled and said nothing.

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