Now that you're reborn, who would still keep a mistress for their scumbag husband?

Even though Concubine Xie helped, the Queen firmly disagreed. If the Emperor issued an edict allowing the Duke Dingguo and his wife to divorce, the Duke Dingguo's Mansion would undoubtedly become a laughing stock in the entire Shangjing City.

Now, aren’t there enough jokes about Duke Dingguo’s Mansion?

The dowry was stolen, there was no distinction between the rank and file at the wedding banquet, the dishes on the table were not cooked, all the guests left, and the bride returned home alone the next day. All these things were still the talk of the capital's people after dinner.

Dou Jinzhao said, "Empress, the five hundred Xiliang stallions were brought back by Duke Dingguo and placed at the Xiaomatan Horse Farm. Now all the horses there have been infected with the plague. The entire court is dissatisfied with Duke Dingguo. He has been imprisoned and is awaiting trial by the three courts."

If all the horses died, Lu Changyuan would be pushed to the edge of the storm, and it would be difficult even if the emperor wanted to protect him.

The queen was virtuous, so naturally she wouldn't dare to say anything about a mere horse farm.

Emperor Yongjia was indeed an emperor who succeeded in his rebellion from a vassal prince. He thought quickly and tried to smooth things over. "Well, I will pardon Chang Yuan's crime on the grounds that the wife of Duke Dingguo offered a prescription for curing horse plague. When the storm of this matter dies down, I will grant an imperial decree for the divorce. How do you think?"

Dou Jinzhao was naturally unwilling to do so. As the saying goes, the longer the night, the more dreams you will have.

She said, "Your Majesty, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond, but it is not easy for me to come to the palace. I can write the prescription now, and please give me an imperial edict. The effective date of the imperial edict can be written in three days, so that I don't have to bother Your Majesty again."

Concubine Xie was originally worried that the child would be deceived, but seeing her so clever, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, this is a good idea!"

The queen looked a little grim, "Dou Jinzhao, are you unwilling to believe the emperor?"

Dou Jinzhao pursed her lips. Her palm-sized face was clear and her eyes were bright. When she looked at the queen, she showed a pitiful expression. "Queen, I am only thinking about Duke Dingguo. If the queen thinks I have ulterior motives, I will not give you this prescription for treating horse plague."

"Are you threatening me?" The queen narrowed her eyes, looking quite majestic.

Dou Jinzhao didn't say anything, but her expression was firm, and she had the will to perish together with her. Emperor Yongjia was shocked by her aura, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed with Lu Changyuan.

The Duke Dingguo's Mansion should not lose such a mistress.

Concubine Xie ground the ink herself, and the emperor wrote an imperial edict granting the marriage himself, with the date written three days later. He used the imperial edict to exchange a prescription for treating horse plague with Dou Jinzhao.

The queen returned to Fengzhi Palace. She felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. After a violent cough, a little blood stain appeared on her handkerchief. Seeing the scarlet blood, she felt panicked.

"When Chang Yuan comes out, ask him if there is any news about the people in Chang Liu Pavilion." The queen ordered, and the personal nanny hurriedly responded and left.

Lu Changyuan sat in the cell bored, surrounded by his fellow officials who had committed crimes with him. One of them had a better mentality than him and sang tuneless songs all day long, while the other had a worse mentality than him and cried and wailed all day long, as if he would be taken to the vegetable market and beheaded tomorrow.

Yang Lian came with two jailers. When Lu Changyuan saw him, anger flashed in his eyes.

"Duke Dingguo, congratulations. You have only been in this cell for a few days and now you can be released. Even I envy you. You really married a good wife!" Yang Lian signaled to the jailer to open the cell.

Lu Changyuan was also confused and asked, "Yang Lingshi, what do you mean, can I go out?"

"Yes, your wife got a prescription for curing horse plague from somewhere, and it works amazingly well. The emperor pardoned your crime for the prescription she gave him, so you can leave now!"

Lu Changyuan didn't have time to think about it. He knew without asking that this recipe would never have been offered by Dou Jinzhao. She didn't have the ability to get to know all those people. So there was only one possibility, it was Miao Jin!

Dou Miaojin spent three thousand taels of silver to buy three pills from Hongran of Changfeng Tower. One pill cost one thousand taels, which was enough to only allow her to sleep with Lu Changyuan three times.

It was too expensive. Her dowry only had three thousand taels of silver, and she only bought three pills.

But I have to buy it. If I don’t consummate the marriage with Lu Changyuan, Lu Changyuan will definitely become suspicious.

Upon hearing that Lu Changyuan was released from prison, Dou Miaojin ran out to greet him with her skirt lifted up. No matter what Dou Miaojin had done in the past, she was able to get a prescription for treating horse plague for him and rescue him from prison. Lu Changyuan had nothing but gratitude, admiration and deep love for her.

"Miao'er, thank you this time!" Lu Changyuan hugged her tightly in his arms and kissed her. Between husband and wife, there was no need to say more.

Dou Miaojin didn't understand what was going on and thought that he was asking about Hong Ran. Even though it wasn't for the Queen, it didn't matter that she would just go along with it.

She raised her head and smiled, "Brother Changyuan, do we still need to say thank you to each other?"

Miao'er was still sensible and considerate. Although she was indeed a little poor in terms of household chores, it was not a big deal. Lu Changyuan took her hand and said, "Let's go back first. I've been in prison for a long time. I'll go back and take a shower first."

Thinking that she would be able to have sex with Lu Changyuan after taking the medicine, Dou Miaojin was very happy, "I will help Brother Changyuan bathe."

Lu Changyuan thought that since they got married, there had been so many things going on that had not yet led to the consummation of their marriage. Now, finally, good times had come, and today was a good day to consummate their marriage.

Inside Prince Zhuang's mansion, in the outer study, the lights flickered and the air pressure was very low.

A white cat jumped in from the window, took a few steps with a proud gait, then sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and keenly hid under a low cabinet.

At the door, a swordsman in white walked in. Even from a distance, he reeked of alcohol. He had handsome features and was holding a gourd of wine in his hand. He walked crookedly and came over, leaning against the desk, as if he had no bones in his body.

"What's going on? Did that chick offend you again?" Jiang Lingxue pointed outside while holding the wine gourd, his eyes blurry and he said drunkenly, "You know what? I saw from a long distance away that there were two big words on your side, saying 'Don't mess with me'."

The servant at the door thought to himself, Master, you are absolutely right. Ever since the news came from the palace that the wife of Duke Dingguo used a prescription for treating horse plague to exchange for the life of Duke Dingguo and was pardoned by the emperor, Prince Zhuang has been unhappy.

It was as if someone had dug up his ancestral graves, and he had formed an irreconcilable hatred with everyone in the world for having killed his father and stolen his wife, and he couldn't stand anyone.

"Get lost!" King Zhuang was filled with anger. "If you are drunk, go to sleep. Don't bother me here!"

Jiang Lingxue was drunk 360 days out of 365 days a year. He was used to King Zhuang's bad temper. Instead of leaving, he approached him and said, "I'm telling you, you can't do this!"

His mouth, reeking of alcohol, almost touched King Zhuang. King Zhuang leaned back, avoided him, endured it, and rubbed his brows, "What's wrong? Why is it wrong?"

"She is very obedient and listens to the master. Even the words of me, the eldest senior brother, are like farts. Think about it, if she divorces, what identity do you plan to use to marry her? Will it be Ling Qingchen or Ling Jinglan?"

Jiang Lingxue guessed that he was very drunk. He talked to himself, laughed, and staggered back. "Tell me, what would she do if she knew you lied to her?"