Night of the Divorce! A Proud Lady Was Forced to Marry the Emperor's Uncle

She stared at Zhao Yang with her eyes wide open. She couldn’t believe her eyes. “This… this is impossible, wasn’t the child in her belly already aborted?”

As if she remembered something, she looked at Zhao Yang with a mocking gaze, laughing and crying, “It was you, you switched the bowl of medicine.”

Zhao Yang remained silent, looking at Chu Rou with dark eyes.

Chu Rou was also born in the royal family. Initially, it was the Huanan King’s Mansion that actively sought to marry her. At that time, the Huanan King’s Mansion was on the verge of decline. In order to secure their status, Zhao Yang agreed to a series of unequal demands from the Chu family.

One of them was that, other than Chu Rou, he should not take in any concubines.

The second was to send away Lian Er, the servant girl who had served him since he was young.

At that time, Lian Er was already pregnant, but in order to marry Chu Rou, Zhao Yang still agreed to send Lian Er away and abort the child in her stomach.

Upon understanding all of this, Chu Ron’s eyes were filled with hatred.

Looking at Zhao Yang, she scoffed, “If this bastard is still alive. That wretched woman must still be alive too.”

“Chu Rou, today I might as well tell you directly that not only will I reveal Yong Er’s identity, but I will also bring Lian Er into the mansion.”

“From today onwards, Yong Er will be the heir of the Huainan Mansion.”

“In your dreams!”

Hearing Zhao Yang’s words, Chu Ron’s eyes were fierce, and she yelled loudly.

Looking at Zhao Yang, Chu Rou said with hatred, “Even though my father and mother are dead, the Chu family still exists. You won’t deceive me.”

“Brother-in-law has already agreed.”

“Queen…”

This time, Chu Rou really fainted. Nanny Wei held onto Chu Rou, her eyes filled with fear.

However, Zhao Yang didn’t even look at Chu Rou. Instead, he looked at Zhao Yong. “Yong Er, from now on you will be the heir of Huainan Mansion. Do not disappoint me.””

“Thank you, Father.”

Jiang Peihuan was in West Mountain. Unaware of what was happening in the capital.

After staying in West Mountain for three days, Jiang Peihuan returned with Xiao Nanye.

Just as she entered the general’s mansion, she heard that the heir of Huainan Mansion had arrived.

Hearing this, Jiang Peihuan’s eyes were dark, and even Jiang Ruyun’s eyes showed a touch of gloom.

But seeing the person who walked in, both Jiang Peihuan and Jiang Ruyun were surprised.

“Greetings to King Cheng.”

Zhao Yong walked forward and bowed to Xiao Nanye.

“So you’re the new heir to Huainan Mansion?”

Looking at Zhao Yong, who was bowing to him, Xiao Nanye said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Yong was silent for a moment, then nodded, “Yes.”

Jiang Peihuan felt that her mind was in a mess. Zhao Yong’s matter had never happened in her previous life.

She looked at Zhao Yong. At this moment, he was no longer the steward of Huainan Mansion, but was dressed in a brocade dress.

When Jiang Peihuan looked at Zhao Yong, Zhao Yong also looked back at her.

He walked forward and bowed solemnly. “Thank you, Eldest Miss, for your help in West Mountain a few days ago.”

“There’s no need for such formality, Prince. It was a small matter for me, so please don’t dwell on it.”

Jiang Peihuan did not like the people of the Huainan Mansion. Although she didn’t hate Zhao Yong, it was just neutrality.

“If there’s nothing else, you may leave. I still have something to discuss with Miss Jiang.”

Seeing that Zhao Yong was standing there with no intention of leaving, Xiao Nanye spoke directly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yong’s face stiffened a little, but when he thought of his purpose for coming here, he still walked up to Jiang Peihuan.

Seeing his movement, Xiao Nanye’s expression turned cold, and he stood in front of Jiang Peihuan.

“What do you want?”

Seeing Xiao Nanye’s action, Zhao Yong quickly responded, “King Cheng, please don’t misunderstand. 1 just wanted to ask Eldest Miss for a favor.”

As he said this, Zhao Yong looked at Jiang Peihuan.

“You’ve got the wrong person.”

Before Jiang Peihuan could speak, Xiao Nanye responded directly.

Even when confronted with Xiao Manye’s cold face, Zhao Yong didn’t step back. He persisted in looking at Jiang Peihuan, continuing, “Eldest Miss, only you can help me with this. I beg you to save my mother.”

Hearing this, Jiang Peihuan’s eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.

Seeing her silence, Zhao Yong earnestly said, “Eldest Miss, as long as you save my mother, if you ever have any requests in the future, I, Zhao Yong, will never refuse.”

A hint of conflict appeared in Jiang Peihuan’s eyes.

She didn’t want to have anything to do with the people of Huainan Mansion, but when she was learning medicine, the divine doctor who taught her said that a doctor must have a compassionate heart.

“Eldest Miss, I beg you!”

As Jiang Peihuan hesitated, Zhao Yong directly knelt before her.

Seeing this, Jiang Peihuan frowned, “What are you doing?”

Xiao Nanye, who was by her side, scoffed coldly, “Does the Prince Huainan intend to coerce Huan Er?”

“I dare not, 1 just…”

“Forget it, I can see your mother. But 1 don’t guarantee a cure.”

“Eldest Miss, don’t worry, I won’t trouble you further.”

Hearing the first part of Jiang Peihuan’s statement, joy flashed in Zhao Yong’s eyes. Even after hearing the latter part, he didn’t show disappointment but sincerely promised.

“Go and inform Grandmother and Mother.”

Looking at Lu Er beside her, Jiang Peihuan said in a soft voice.

Once Lu Er left, Jiang Peihuan said to Zhao Yong, “Let’s go.”

“There’s no need, you can lead the way.”

When they reached the General’s Mansion’s entrance, Zhao Yong signaled Jiang Peihuan to enter the carriage. However, Xiao Nanye, who was beside Jiang Peihuan, interrupted and lifted the curtain of his own carriage.

Seeing this, Jiang Peihuan didn’t say anything and entered Xiao Nanye’s carriage.

As the carriage moved, Jiang Peihuan turned to the man beside her, “Do you think I’m too soft-hearted?”

“Huan Er, you’ve always been the kindest person.”

If it had been anyone other than Xiao Nanye saying this, Jiang Peihuan would’ve assumed it was sarcasm. But the sincerity in Xiao Nanye’s eyes was unmistakable.

Seeing the expression in his eyes, Jiang Peihuan couldn’t help but laugh, “Perhaps only you would think that way.”

Hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Xiao Nanye softly said, “No matter when or where, in my heart, Huan Er, you’re always the best. Do whatever you wish, I’ll support you in everything.”

While Jiang Peihuan and Xiao Nanye were talking, the carriage stopped.

When Jiang Peihuan stepped off the carriage, she noticed that Zhao Yong had taken them to a small house outside the city.

Zhao Yong knocked on the door.

Shortly after, a young maid opened it. Upon seeing Zhao Yong, she quickly bowed in respect, “Greetings, Your Highness, Prince Zhao.”

She then added, “Greetings to Your Highness King Chen and Eldest Miss Jiang.”

Jiang Peihuan was mildly surprised that the young maid addressed her correctly but chose to remain silent.

“Where’s my mother?” Zhao Yong inquired.

“Madam is still resting,” the maid replied.

Acknowledging this, Zhao Yong nodded and then gestured for Jiang Peihuan to enter, saying, “Eldest Miss, after you.”