Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 428 Choose One_1

Chapter 428: Chapter 428 Choose One_1

"Hen Xiang, you have no relation to me anymore. Do you remember Qian Er buying you from me for ten taels of silver?"

The white fox fur on her cape fluttered in the wind, making Nanzhi’s exquisite little face even more delicate.

Yet the words she spoke left Hen Xiang stunned.

She was still a slave.

"You and Qian Er have been spreading rumors behind my back, slandering me. And now, you want me to help you, Hen Xiang? Do you think I am a fool?"

The stone slabs on the ground were icy cold, making Hen Xiang’s knees hurt terribly, while Qian Er was spooked by Hen Xiang’s sudden move.

Now, as a useless man, if Hen Xiang also ran away, he would truly die of starvation on the streets.

"My lady, I beg your forgiveness for our past wrongdoings. This was all my fault. I have a loose tongue and have caused troubles. Please, I beg you, do not hold it against me. You may beat or scold me as you please, but I beg you, do not separate my wife and me." With a face full of sycophancy, Qian Er just wanted to quickly escape this dangerous place.

He worried that if he stayed any longer, Hen Xiang would truly leave him.

He was already a rotten man and didn’t want to fall into this mire alone.

Even if he turned into rotten mud, he wanted to take someone with him.

Hen Xiang’s face had been gloomy since the very beginning.

The woman in front of her was a dignified lady of the city lord. It would be a piece of cake for her to get back her indentured servitude contract from Qian Er, but it was clear from her words that she didn’t want to help.

"Ma Po, please handle this."

The chilling wind made Nanzhi feel cold. She slightly adjusted her fur collar but said nothing more.

"Yes." Following her command, Ma Po approached the two of them.

The family servant gave way to Ma Po but never put down the stick in his hand.

The city lord had once said that ensuring the lady’s safety was of utmost importance.

"Hen Xiang, I’ve long heard about your story. You were originally a farm girl. After being sold into slavery, my benevolent lady bought you back. Not only did she not reprimand or punish you, but she also taught you skills, invited a scholar for you, and your daily task was only to serve some tea and snacks to female guests. Yet instead of showing gratitude, you repay kindness with enmity, utterly disregarding the reputation of our estate. In secret, you stayed with other men and decided to spend your life with one. Not only did you refuse the lady’s advice, but you also boldly declared that you didn’t want to be a second-class slave again. The lady, with a kind heart, granted your wish when she saw that you weren’t going to listen. But what are you doing now? Letting your new master tarnish our lady’s reputation, and now you want to play the victim for sympathy. Is the magnificent City Lord’s Residence a stage for you to perform?"

"You, you don’t slander me!" Hen Xiang realized Nanzhi was not going to help her, which made her even more despondent.

Slap-

A crisp slap echoed as Hen Xiang’s face lit up in pain, startling Ms. Zhao, who had been standing by.

She never expected to witness such a scene.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Yue shrank back and secretly glanced at them, feeling a bit worried.

Luckily, she hadn’t said anything offensive today.

Originally, Qing Lian had been upset because Ms. Zhao had assigned the duty of delivering the message to Cheng Yue. But seeing this scene, she felt slightly better.

"To Qian Er, you are at most a concubine, not even a legal wife. You influenced Qian Er to disown his father, committing one of the most unfilial acts not long after entering the Qian family. Any one of these things would be enough for you to be beaten to death several times, and at your young age of sixteen, you have committed all these vicious acts. If allowed to continue, you’ll surely become a menace."

Ma Po rubbed her slightly sore hand and then instructed the nearby family servants.

"Tie up these two and take them to the county government office."

"Yes."

The family servants obeyed and promptly bound up the two of them.

Only after being brought into the gates of the government office did Hen Xiang come to her senses.

"It’s over, it’s over..." Qian Er had been utterly terrified and kept muttering these words.

He was originally just a petty thug. During his previous encounter with the county office, he had been beaten half to death and almost lost his ability to have children. Now, in less than two months, he was back again.

Qian Er’s face lost all its color. In his heart, he felt an even stronger resentment towards Hen Xiang.

Ever since this woman arrived, he had not known a single day of peace!

It’s all her fault...

It’s all her fault...

Catching Qian Er’s menacing look, Hen Xiang had a shiver down her spine. Just as she wanted to say something, she was dragged to the side by the government official.

With the sudden movement, the wound on Hen Xiang’s forehead opened again. Blood trickled down her forehead, a pitiful sight indeed.

By the time Nanzhi returned to her room, it was already daylight. Looking at the scenery in her courtyard, she felt as if even the air had freshened up.

Indeed, the best way to relax was to get rid of the thorn in one’s heart.

She had been constantly reminding herself not to care about Hen Xiang’s affairs, but the more she suppressed it, the more anger built up inside her when it finally erupted.

"My lady, please be careful not to catch a cold." Seeing her attempt to take off her cloak, Ma Po hurriedly stopped her.

While the lady’s health was not poor, she was a bit frail and had a deficiency of blood and energy, and thus shouldn’t catch a cold.

"Ma Po, I am fine." Nanzhi shook her head with a smile, feeling much lighter.

Indeed, staying at home all day could be quite boring.

In the kitchen, Ms. Zhao’s expression softened a bit. She was now gulping down hot soup from a porcelain bowl.

She had stayed awake all night and was now feeling dizzy. But knowing that the city lord’s wife hadn’t blamed her for anything, she felt all her efforts were worth it.

"Aunt Zhao, here is more soup for you." Seeing her empty bowl, Qing Lian quickly handed her another one with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Zhao only glanced at her, didn’t accept it, and looked at Cheng Yue instead.

"Cheng Yue, you did well today. I’ll count it as a merit for you."

Cheng Yue, who had been warming herself with soup, was startled by Ms. Zhao’s words. Only after a moment did she show surprise.

"Th...Thank you, auntie Zhao. I was only doing my duty."

The young girl’s face carried a bashful smile, which made Ms. Zhao shake her head internally.

No wonder people liked Cheng Yue more than Qing Lian over the past year.

This girl was too stubborn.

As for Qing Lian...

Ms. Zhao felt somewhat contemptuous.

From the very beginning, she wanted to drag that foolish Cheng Yue into muddy waters with her. But when she realized that Cheng Yue was an idiot, she tried to make friends with her to show herself in a better light.

Such tricks might work on naive young girls, but she had lived so many years, how could she not understand?

Neither of the two girls was good, but if she had to choose one, she would rather choose the foolish Cheng Yue.

A fool, indeed, but at least her heart hadn’t turned black.