Carrying the little lucky star, leading the villain on the road to exile

The butler weighed the pros and cons briefly before making his decision and rushing out, not even daring to look at the master's incredulous gaze.

There was no other way; his indenture was now in his wife's hands. If he didn't cooperate, he'd probably be sold to that miserable and exhausting dark kiln. He was already quite old, and his body couldn't take it.

"Madam, let's talk this out," Lin Dali pleaded. "I'll agree to whatever you want, just give me some face."

"Your face is something you give yourself. How did you treat me the other day? Don't you have any idea?"
I didn't understand at the time, which is why I suffered so much humiliation.

But now I understand. I've been married into the Lin family for so many years, managing the household, serving my parents-in-law until their deaths, and bearing children for the Lin family. Even if you take this to court, you have no right to divorce me. Your previous actions were nothing short of trying to kill me, so why should I give you any face?

Upon hearing this, Lin Dali's expression changed, and he hurriedly looked at the ladies, "Ladies, please don't listen to my wife's nonsense. She's delirious. She's my wife, and I wouldn't dare to have such thoughts."

The ladies present all watched him coldly; whether he had such thoughts or not, everyone knew perfectly well.

Immediately, someone sneered, "If he really didn't have such thoughts, how could he let a lowly concubine... oh, she wasn't before, just a pretty widow who usurped the mistress's place and moved into the main wife's courtyard? Everyone knows Sima's intentions."

"You're wrong. They just haven't gone that far yet. When Madam Lin was seriously ill, we all knew to visit her. But as her husband, he's already condoning the widow coming to his door. No wonder she's unwilling to be his concubine. He's waiting for Madam Lin to calm down so he can come and be her second wife."

"That's too vicious. They've been husband and wife for many years, don't they have any feelings for each other at all?"

"Why would a man need old feelings? Men have always been fickle, but Master Lin is just one of the best."

We've certainly seen something new today, and it's served as a wake-up call. Who knows if our spouses might have similar thoughts?

Lin Dali was truly frightened this time. He dared not glare at Hu Wan'er as angrily as before, and his eyes were filled with pleading. If it weren't for the other ladies blocking his way, he would have gone up to her and patted her on the back to make her let the matter drop.

Ma Mingli, who was forced into a side room by several maids and servants, was like a wooden puppet, letting them do whatever they wanted to her, because she knew that she couldn't resist at all, and if she did, she would suffer.

She didn't know how things had turned out this way. She had planned things quite well before. Hu Wan'er was sickly and quite old. As long as she used her methods and the master sided with her, sooner or later the position of Madam Lin would be hers.

Things had gone smoothly so far, and we even heard from our informant in the county that she had been sickly ever since she returned home, and had made a fool of herself at someone else's banquet. The master had long held a grudge against her, and this time he didn't even send anyone to check on her, let alone go there himself.

Thinking she was closer to her goal, she spent two or three nights getting the master to agree to let her stay in the main courtyard. She had only enjoyed it for one night when the old woman returned.

She received the news today, so she found a few people to ambush them, hoping to either anger them to death on the way or drive them back to the county town. Who knew those people would be so useless, failing without even informing her of the failure, leaving her to be ambushed.

If this gets out, she'll definitely be in the wrong, and it might even damage her family's reputation.

Their location is remote, and the Lin family is a prominent clan here. As long as the people here don't talk about it, it won't benefit them if they do, so there's a lot of room for maneuver. But I don't know what that old woman was thinking, suddenly she had a change of heart, and she even brought so many people here today. This matter probably can't be resolved peacefully.

She was a widow, but she knew what status a concubine had in front of the mistress of the house. She had to sign a contract of servitude to the mistress of the house, and her life and death were in the mistress's hands.

Most importantly, she can forget about ever becoming a legal wife in this lifetime. How did things come to this?

Given her past actions, she's unlikely to have a good time in the future.

That old bastard Lin Dali, doesn't he know his own worth? If it weren't for his family's wealth, there would be plenty of better men than him, but now it's too late to change things.

Unless she leaves this place, but where can a weak woman like her go?

As she was thinking these things, she suddenly felt a chill. These people were actually starting to strip off her clothes. She quickly covered herself with her hands. "What do you want to do?"

"What are we doing? Of course, we're changing your clothes. You don't think you can still wear this bright red, do you?" An old woman looked at her with ill intent. "I heard you just became a widow, so you can't even wear pink anymore. I think the green dress would suit you better. That's the one. Do you want to change yourself, or do you want us to help you?"

The old woman somehow found a dark green jacket, one that none of the village women would want to wear. "Was this the madam's decision?"

"Madam Lin doesn't care what you wear," the old woman said, her eyes flashing with malice. She disliked these glamorous women the most. The man she married back then was the same way. He sold her for a woman who was somewhat attractive, just because she didn't give him a son. She pitied her daughters, who were now nowhere to be found.

"If you have any suitable clothes, you can point them out and we'll help you with your suggestions. After all, we still need to help you with your makeup and dressing up to complete today's concubine-taking ceremony."

Where could Ma Mingli find suitable clothes at this point? Apart from the red dress that had just been stripped off, the only other option in the room was the one the old woman was holding. Did she even have a choice?

"My clothes are in the backyard, please go and get them for me," she said, knowing that these people wouldn't let her off easily, but even so, she still wanted to struggle.

Since she started following Master Lin, she has acquired many things, and she can still find a beautiful dress.

“We are not your servants. We are just here to help you with your hair and makeup. If you don’t want to, you can go out naked.”

Ma Mingli endured the humiliation, but now she was surrounded. The old woman spoke sweet words, but gave her no choice.

She was roughly forced into that ugly, old-fashioned green dress. The moment she put it on, she knew something was wrong. It was as loose as a sack, and it had an unpleasant odor. Upon closer inspection, she saw several holes, and the hems were covered in a layer of paste. She could easily imagine that it had been hastily stripped from someone's body. (End of Chapter)