CHAPTER 295: CHAPTER 295

Han Ling stared at Qingdai and started to laugh.

She had lived for over thirty years.

"In the next few days, get ready," Han Ling said. "If there’s anything you want, don’t be polite with your mother. Accompany me back to my hometown, they should compensate you. You don’t have to be so sensible now."

"There’s nothing I particularly want."

She never had high material requirements.

"Some things should be taken, even if you don’t want them," Han Ling said.

"Okay."

"Once I finish what I want to do, we’ll leave."

Going back home didn’t seem like something difficult to accept.

She told Qingdai that things that should be taken must be taken, wasn’t she also saying it to herself?

When she married, the Duke let her take her dowry, but over the years, the profits from managing the affairs of the Duke Zhen Country Mansion should also be hers.

If it weren’t for her careful management, how could the Duke Mansion accumulate such a large estate?

The Duke refused.

In response, Han Ling threw out a stack of blackmail material involving the Yun clan.

Any single item wasn’t a big deal, but the sheer number of them was overwhelming.

In the end, the one who compromised was the Duke.

If he didn’t compromise and allowed Han Ling to make those blackmails public, the Yun clan would become a laughingstock.

As the clan leader, he couldn’t remain uninvolved.

Han Ling got what she wanted and suddenly felt more relieved.

"Duke, have you ever wondered why I’m so vicious?" Han Ling secured her rightful belongings and didn’t leave immediately but asked this question.

Not waiting for the Duke’s answer, she began, "I’ve become like this, and you can’t avoid responsibility."

The Duke frowned.

"You must think I’m unreasonable, especially now, to still put the blame on you."

"A-Ling, considering the past, I believe I have been lenient with you," the Duke said coldly, implying she should stop stirring up trouble.

"When you proposed to me, you promised to genuinely care for me, cherish me, and not let me suffer," Han Ling said. "I believed you, so I married joyfully. Those early days were wonderful. But soon after, three months or five months? You started taking concubines, bringing them in one by one. As the main wife, I was sickened seeing those people, yet you gave them rules to greet me daily, saying it was a dignity I deserved as the principal wife."

The Duke’s frown deepened.

Men having multiple wives was normal.

He made the concubines consistently greet the main wife to uphold her dignity, wasn’t that right?

"Why didn’t you ask me if I wanted such dignity? As the main wife, I have to be magnanimous, smile while sharing my husband, and arrange their living quarters. Duke, I’m deeply disgusted, but I must maintain a pleasant face. Otherwise, I’m seen as jealous."

Han Ling unleashed everything bottled up inside her.

The Duke’s expression of ’are you crazy?’ made Han Ling feel extremely satisfied.

Some things truly need to be said.

"Goodbye."

Never see each other again.

In the future, she would live according to her own desires, as Qingdai suggested.

She would no longer betray her true feelings.

Yun Heng and Yun Ying each received a box.

Containing some silver notes and gold.

There were also letters attached.

After reading, Yun Ying remained unmoved.

Between him and Han Ling, their dealings were over.

Han Ling tried to kill him multiple times, and he took advantage of the magpie poisoning incident to trick her away, not feeling any remorse. On the contrary, by not retaliating tooth for tooth, he felt he was being generous.

As for Han Ling’s apology, he wouldn’t accept it.

What’s done is done; awakening won’t erase it.

Yun Heng felt more conflicted.

Han Ling indeed had done many wrongs, but she undeniably raised him.

However, Yun Heng wasn’t a person to dwell on sorrow. Han Ling had no relation to the Duke Mansion now. The past was not worth pursuing.

People tend to be forgetful; slowly, nobody mentioned the Duke Mansion affairs anymore.

——

Meng Yao was now encountering troublesome matters.

The Song Family from Song Xiu’er’s maternal side had come to the Capital City, not only Song Family members but the Li family’s relatives too.

Even Feng’s uncle and aunt.

Although Feng had been consistently well-behaved, no one expected her uncle and aunt would just come like this.

"In-law, look, our families are connected. You’re well-off, can’t possibly watch us struggling, right? I’ve made inquiries, you’re now the General’s wife and the County Princess. My son-in-law is even the Princely Heir!" Li was elated.

"Back then, your family severed relations with Xiu’er," Meng Yao said coldly.

"That was back then, this is now. Besides, can’t I regret it? No matter what, Xiu’er is still my flesh and blood; I have to care about her, right? Back then, anger got the best of me; it doesn’t count. Also, I’ve heard that once I retract my agreement, those documents of severed relations are void," Li said proudly.

Severing relations documents could be voided? Meng Yao genuinely didn’t know this.

"Mother, I request to divorce," Song Xiu’er said in humiliation, unable to let them entangle with the Zhao Family.

"Xiu’er, are you foolish? Why give up the position of Heir’s wife? What divorce?" Li said stubbornly, "I’m telling you, no way."

"I can’t have children; even if the Princely Heir divorces me, no one can say anything," Song Xiu’er said.

"You’ve only been married for just over a year; only after three years without issue can a wife be divorced," Li said.

There’s still two years; they can seize many benefits during this time.

"Xiu’er, why are you so honest? Didn’t it say Feng will help you? As sisters, can’t you have children?" Feng’s aunt face glowing said, "Right, in-law? Since Dajiang brought Feng to the Capital, he surely agrees. By the way, we haven’t seen Feng even after being here for so long, where did Feng go? Goodness, this child is so clueless. Her uncle and I came, she didn’t come out promptly to see us!"

"We’ll talk later; in-law, after your long, dusty journey, you’re surely tired. Shall I arrange a place for you to rest first? And get some food, everyone is hungry," Feng’s uncle eagerly said.

Meng Yao took a deep breath, "Yes, it should be."

Huang Ying arranged for these people, and they followed her cheerfully.

"Who are these people!" Zhao Dahe said angrily.

"Scoundrels."

"What should we do?" Zhao Dahe asked.