Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

There has been unrest in the capital city these days, and Anan could vaguely sense it. She usually didn't like going out, and now as she was waiting for the New Year, she wanted to sort out all the accounts entrusted to her by everyone. Originally, she went to Songyun Tower every day, but for some reason Mingqi was wrong and insisted on having all the account books sent to Shanju Xiaoyuan, causing the books that had been sorted out halfway to be messed up, and she had to start all over again.

Looking at the messy boxes all over the room and dozens of carts of food, Anan asked the person who came, and she only said that her mistress had ordered her to settle the accounts in the small courtyard in the mountain residence, because she was afraid that there would be no food because the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, so she thought of sending more food over.

Not only did he speak in a panic, but his words were also incoherent. She then asked about the situation at home, and the other party answered her that not only the two uncles had returned, but Yi Ge'er had also returned.

Anan thought that his two uncles were in trouble, so he pretended to agree, and when it got dark, he took Su Ma and a few maids back to the city. After hurrying, he finally entered the city before the gate closed.

They were still a mile or two away from the city gate, and something was not right. On normal days, the official road was as empty as a wilderness at this time, but today there were people all along the road, some in carriages, some on horseback, and some on foot, just like a market, all heading out of the city. Only their car was going in the opposite direction.

Nanny Su was knowledgeable enough after all. She did not allow the little maids to stick their heads out and ordered the carriage to drive faster. Finally, they entered the city. The city was in chaos and the streets were in turmoil. No bailiffs came to manage the situation. Their carriage went around several streets before arriving at the Yuan family's old house.

The door of the old house was locked tightly, and there were many people at the gatehouse. Anan went inside in a sedan chair. The smell of burning mugwort could be smelled everywhere. There were no servants walking around in the house, and it seemed as if the house was empty.

Anan didn't expect that her two uncles and Yuan Yi really came back and were in her mother's yard. She could not hide her joy, but they didn't look very happy and were all staring at her.

No one expected that Anan would come by himself before they could reach a conclusion.

Anan, sensing the unpleasant atmosphere, looked towards Yuanyi.

Yuan Yi didn't dare to meet her gaze, so he looked at Yuan Ruolan for help and begged, "Aunt..."

Yuan Ruolan walked over, gently stroked her daughter's head, took out the divorce letter and handed it to her.

The candlelight flickered, and the room became increasingly stuffy, perhaps because of the excessive charcoal fire or the subtle atmosphere. Yuan Yi even had a cold sweat on his forehead, and everyone was staring at Anan.

After reading ten lines at a glance, Anan fixed his eyes on the signature of Anyuanbo Hong Shilang, and then looked at his relatives who were around him. He was filled with mixed feelings.

"Where's he?" Anan looked up at everyone.

"Nan'er, if it weren't for Lord Hong, you would be helping us dig a grave right now." Yuan Ruofeng spoke first.

Yuan Ruoyun also hurriedly added: "Not only us, but also everyone in the Imperial Hospital and all the famous doctors in the capital."

Anan sat down quietly, his eyes a little dull, staring at the bench in front of him in a daze, like an outsider. He waited until everyone had finished talking about everything, then he stood up silently and threw the divorce letter into the charcoal stove.

The flames jumped up all of a sudden and disappeared all of a sudden, and the divorce letter turned into ashes.

Anan's eyes passed through the people in the room and looked at Yuan Ruolan, who was slumped in the chair, and smiled, "Don't worry, mother. I have a way to save him. It's no big deal that Hong Shilang is unwilling to help. Didn't he say that he no longer relied on the Earl's Mansion when he was seven years old? Didn't he grow up tall and strong, and healthy? This proves that he can still live after leaving the Earl's Mansion, and he can live a better life!"