Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1233 - 1239: I Want a Divorce with You (2)

Chapter 1233: Chapter 1239: I Want a Divorce with You (2)

Mo Ziqi eventually couldn’t tolerate her nagging anymore, he snatched back his chess piece and placed it in the chess box, then spitefully said, "You should spend more time thinking about how to deal with Mo Zili’s concubine instead of worrying about being kicked aside and becoming a divorced woman!"

He said this, grabbed the chess box, and turned to leave.

Watching his figure disappear into the curtain of rain, Cui Wen angrily said, "How could Master Qi have such a venomous tongue? Our Young Madam still calls him ’cousin,’ it’s absolutely preposterous!"

Cui Lu quickly gave Cui Wen a glare and, with a forced smile, said to Xiang Yun, "Young Madam shouldn’t get angry. Master Qi has always been like this, you know that. Let’s not stoop to his level and get upset."

Xiang Yun gave a wry smile and said, "Why would I get angry? What he said was the plain truth. It seems the whole household knows about the little troubles of Cool Autumn Pavilion, alas..."

...

The autumn rain was relentless, from the moment Xiang Yun and her servants took shelter in the pavilion until nightfall, when it gradually stopped. After the rain, Xiang Yun, followed by Cui Wen and Cui Lu, retraced their steps back to Cool Autumn Pavilion.

As they approached Cool Autumn Pavilion, before even entering the courtyard, they suddenly heard a series of dull thumps—’pop, pop, pop, pop’—sounding like something being struck. The noises were especially distinct in the dimness of the nightfall. Hearing this, Xiang Yun suddenly got a shock and dashed toward the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Nanny Xie’s mouth was gagged and she was tied to a wooden bench, with two little boys swinging their arms preparing to discipline her. The pitiful old maid didn’t know how long she had been beaten; from waist to shin, she was already a striking shade of red, and on the ground was a large pool spilled fresh blood.

"Stop—Stop—"

Xiang Yun screamed hysterically as she rushed over, fiercely pushing away the little boys carrying out the punishment, and threw herself at Nanny Xie’s side. She yanked the handkerchief from her mouth, her voice trembling, "...Nanny... How are you..."

On the wooden bench, Nanny Xie’s face was as pale as paper, her eyes tightly closed, she didn’t respond at all, obviously lifeless. Seeing the dreadful condition of Nanny Xie, both Cui Lu and Cui Wen were overwhelmed with grief and choked up as they moved forward to untie the ropes bound around Nanny Xie.

"Nanny... Please speak... Don’t scare me..." Xiang Yun trembled, cradling Nanny Xie’s colorless face, softly calling to her.

Cui Lu sobbed and said, "Young Madam, Nanny... she’s already gone..."

"You’re talking nonsense!"

Xiang Yun angrily said, "Nanny once said she would stay with me for life, she would even take care of my children, of my grandchildren, how could she possibly be dead?" As she spoke, she hugged Nanny Xie’s soggy body and pressed her face against hers, softly saying, "Nanny, don’t be afraid, Yun’er is here, Yun’er won’t let anyone bully you; just hold on, I will find the Imperial Physician for you, the very best one, surely he will cure you... Imperial Physician, quickly, go find the Imperial Physician..."

She screamed loudly, while Cui Lu cried, "Young Madam, Nanny really has passed, please feel, she’s already...not breathing, her pulse is also...gone..."

"No—"

Xiang Yun screeched, bursting into tears, crying unrestrainedly just like when she was a child, but back then, each time she cried like this, Nanny Xie would hold her in her bosom, trying everything to make her happy.

Back then, she was innocent and naive, without any awareness of social hierarchy, always believing Nanny Xie was her closest kin.

Ever since she could remember, it had been Nanny who tucked her into bed, told her lovely stories every night, braided her hair in the morning, coaxed her to eat, loved her, spoiled her, and treasured her. Although her mother also loved her, she loved her brother and younger brother more, as if only the sons were her pillars, merely fulfilling her duty as a mother towards her daughter by providing good food and clothes but not investing much affection in her.