She loses if she divorces, the reborn mistress only divorces her husband

At the end of March, it was drizzling.

Li Jingwan completed her routine exercise in the morning. After taking a bath, she put on a plain white dress without any makeup on her face. After a quick breakfast, she went to the ancestral hall of the Marquis' Mansion.

White cloth has been hung in the ancestral hall.

Today is the anniversary of Qin Chongxiao’s death.

It is also the memorial day of her younger brother Li Dingzheng.

Not long after, Old Madam Qin came to the ancestral hall surrounded by Qin Changzhou and others.

But Lin, Qin Chongxiao's mother, still did not show up.

The sacrificial ceremony begins.

After the monk finished chanting and performing the ritual, Old Lady Qin led everyone to burn incense and kowtow one by one.

Qin Changzhou knelt on the mat with a sincere and heartfelt expression.

"Brother, you can rest assured in your grave. I will take good care of your aunt and your children, and help Yao pass the imperial examination and Yun marry in style."

Hearing this, Li Jingwan only felt ironic.

The murderer paid tribute to the dead, which was really false mercy.

Qin Changzhou stood up and it was her turn next.

Old Madam Qin and Qin Changzhou stood on one side of her, while Tang Qiaoyin and Qin Guangyao stood on the other side.

Everyone's gaze was like a sharp knife, ready to cut her into pieces and drain her marrow.

She seemed to be trapped in a vicious cage, and only revenge could free her.

Looking at the tablet directly above her, she clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

"Brother, you died on the battlefield and sacrificed your life for your country. If you are still alive, please do not let go of the people who killed you."

Madam Qin and others' expressions changed slightly.

"The person who harmed you will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death. His entire family will be killed, his descendants will be cut off, and he will be enslaved for eternity. After death, he will fall into the endless hell and will never be reborn."

"That's enough." Qin Changzhou shouted, "The children are here. You will scare them by saying this."

Li Jingwan cursed Qin Chongxiao and the Marquis' Mansion in front of his tablet, and he felt guilty and afraid.

"My lord, when my eldest brother's enemies killed him, were they doing it with good intentions?" Li Jingwan's eyes were sharp.

"The ancestors of the Marquisate followed Emperor Gaozu and conquered the world through wars. If the descendants of the Marquisate cannot even listen to these words, won't they be laughed at?"

She turned sideways and waved, "Sister Yun, Brother Yao, come here."

Her tone was stern, not as gentle as usual, and both of them went over obediently and knelt beside her at her signal.

"You are the only blood of your father, so you must not forget his death. You must swear now that you must kill the person who murdered your father and cut him into pieces."

Qin Guangyao and Qin Lingyun didn't know the cause of Qin Chongxiao's death. When they heard this, they were interrupted by Old Madam Qin.

"Jingwan, Changzhou is right. The children are still young. Don't scare them."

"Don't you still want to go and pay respect to your brother? Go now, don't waste time, it's almost over here."

Li Jingwan knew that she was afraid that Qin Guangyao and his sister would swear to kill Qin Changzhou, so she simply let her go before the sacrifice was over.

You killed your own grandson and are still afraid of being cursed?

Li Jingwan sneered in her heart, bowed to Qin Chongxiao's tablet before standing up.

She had important things to do later and didn't want to stay any longer.

"The sacrifice is not over yet, so I'll have to trouble you to watch over it."

This sentence was meant to stop Qin Changzhou from going with her.

Qin Changzhou, the murderer, has no right to "worship" her brother.

Qin Changzhou didn't want to go in the first place. Li Jingwan had just cursed him viciously, so he said coldly, "Well."

-

The sacrifice to Li Dingzheng was held at the Li family’s ancestral tomb.

Every year, the Li family would wait until she arrived before starting.

In the breeze and drizzle, Li Jingwan held Buddhist incense in her hand and silently recited in front of Li Dingzheng's tombstone.

"Brother, I know you are still alive. After I have dealt with these matters and avenged us and the Li family, I will go to the northwest to find you. I wish you all the best."

At this moment, Yao, who was standing beside her, suddenly said in surprise, "Prince Jing."

Li Jingwan was relieved, Chu Tingyu really came.

When in the northwest, Chu Tingyu once trained in Li Beiwang's army and also fought against the enemy with Li Dingzheng.

Last time, Chu Tingyu specially sent an imperial physician to the general’s mansion, so he will definitely come on Li Dingzheng’s memorial day.

Li Jingwan turned around and met the eyes of Prince Jing Chu Tingyu.

Chu Tingyu was dressed in black, with a handsome face like the bright moon, and was born a nobleman.

Li Jingwan had seen him before she got married. The border battles over the years had made his temperament more tough and majestic, making people afraid to approach him easily.

Everyone in the Li family wanted to perform the ceremony, but Chu Tingyu stopped them, "No need to be polite, I am here to pay tribute to Ding Zheng."

He took the incense handed to him by his follower, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was reminiscing.

After a while, Chu Tingyu bowed solemnly three times and lit incense himself.

After offering incense, he walked up to Yao and asked, "Madam, are you feeling better?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fine now."

"If you feel unwell, please send someone to inform the king and I will arrange for a royal doctor to come to your house."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yao said gratefully.

Chu Tingyu turned his gaze to Li Jingwan again, "This is Ding Zheng's elder sister, right?"

It refers to Li Dingzheng's sister, not Wu'an Hou's wife.

Li Jingwan bowed and saluted, "I am Li Jingwan, and I greet you, Your Majesty."

"Today is also the anniversary of Qin Chongxiao's death. Has the Marquis' Mansion already held it?"

"Yes." Li Jingwan nodded, "The Marquis' Mansion has already done it."

Chu Tingyu was as low-key as rumored. He said a few words and then left.

Li Jingwan spoke at this time, "Your Majesty, I have a few words to say to you alone."

Chu Tingyu was a little surprised, nodded, and walked aside with her.

Li Jingwan said directly, "I would like to ask the prince for permission."

She told him the content and Chu Tingyu agreed without asking any further questions.

Thinking of how he went to the northwest and disappeared a year later, Li Jingwan hesitated for a moment and spoke carefully.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for being so nosy. Although I am a woman from the inner house, I can hear some news as I run a shop. Recently, I heard that there has been unrest in the northwest border again, and the situation is serious."

"My grandfather, father and brother were all killed in the northwest. Your Majesty, I hope you will protect your body and not take risks easily."

Chu Tingyu was quite surprised. He didn't expect that she would discuss things related to the Northwest with him and even advised him not to go to the Northwest.

"Thank you, Madam Wu'an, for reminding me." Chu Tingyu nodded, "I will make my own arrangements."

Li Jingwan couldn't say too much and could only say a few words, otherwise it would easily arouse suspicion.

She watched Chu Tingyu's carriage leave, feeling melancholy.

Although I know Chu Tingyu's future fate, I can't do anything.

When the carriage turned a corner, Chu Tingyu lifted the curtain, looked at Li Jingwan's thin figure in the drizzle, and then put it down.

Today is Li Dingzheng's memorial day, but Marquis Wu'an did not come. I guess she is not having a good time in the Marquis's mansion, so there is sadness between her brows.

It was completely different from the bright and lively one I had seen before.

At this time, the personal attendant Tianxi said, "Your Highness, someone from the Imperial Concubine's palace came to tell her that she wants to see you."

"No." Chu Tingyu refused.

Tianxi scratched his head in embarrassment, "Your Majesty, if you don't go, the Queen will have a headache again."

"There are so many imperial doctors in the palace. If you have a headache, go to them."

He knew that his mother wanted him to go, and she wanted to say the same words again.

Let him get married and go to the northwest again.

He has his own plans and doesn't want to be influenced by anyone.

Not long after Chu Tingyu left, an unexpected person came.