After the divorce, I was adorned in a phoenix robe, while my ex-husband's entire family dug up

After relinquishing his responsibilities in the Marquis's mansion, Wei Zhaoning began working on the divorce.

This marriage was bestowed by the emperor, and it is not easy to go back on one's word and get a divorce.

My maternal grandfather and eldest uncle were both fighting on the border, my aunt was about to give birth, and my mother's health had always been poor.

She didn't want to trouble her family, so she decided to handle it herself.

"Dongxu, bring me paper and pen."

She paused and hesitated on the paper for a long time before finally putting pen to paper.

She tied a carrier pigeon to the leash and gazed into the distance with a solemn expression.

Meanwhile, Lu Ze stayed in his room for several days, and the entire Marquis's mansion was filled with a strong, pungent fragrance.

"It's done!"

Lu Ze, holding the spices, excitedly called Wei Jiaruo out.

The Marquis's mansion smells like a mess; who can tell what this box of spices smells like?

Wei Jiaruo nodded excitedly, "My sister-in-law said that Aze has the talent. Only you could create such a unique fragrance."

Regardless of the taste, all she knew was that since Lu Ze had made his fortune in spices in his past life, it couldn't be wrong.

Lu Ze's confidence soared, and he hurriedly changed his clothes before heading out.

"Where are you going so late?" Wei Jiaruo asked.

"Sister-in-law, just you wait and see!" Lu Ze's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited.

He knew that without Wei Zhaoning's interference, his path would be smooth sailing.

In his past life, his business was able to make a name for itself in the capital, not only because of the incense, but also because of an important master craftsman.

Master Zhang is from the palace; it is said that His Majesty often used the incense he specially blended.

After his promotion, everyone came to visit.

Master Zhang must have admired him a lot in his past life.

Zhang Mansion.

Lu Ze excitedly knocked on the door lock more than a dozen times, but no one came to open it.

"Master Zhang!"

I called out more than a dozen times, but no one paid any attention.

Just then, the door opened a crack.

"Shut up! What are you doing?"

The person who opened the door was Master Zhang. He preferred quiet, so he didn't have many servants in his house, only a little grandson.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, so he was naturally impatient to be disturbed.

"Master Zhang, I am Lu Ze, the second young master of the Yongxin Marquis's Mansion." Lu Ze introduced himself.

"And then?" Master Zhang was speechless.

Lu Ze hurriedly took out the spices, "This is the fragrance I researched. You are highly experienced, so I came here to ask for your advice."

Master Zhang, who was fond of perfumery, accepted the task.

Seeing this, Lu Ze's heart jumped into his throat. He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what Master Zhang was going to say later.

In his previous life, Master Zhang even said, "Da Yong actually has such a gifted person."

Thinking of this, he unconsciously straightened his back even more.

His eyes were glued to Master Zhang, and he would occasionally clear his throat and straighten his collar.

Seeing that Master Zhang was about to speak, his heart beat faster and faster, his eyes became more and more bright, and every pore of his body was filled with anticipation.

"So-so." Master Zhang gave him a strange look, then turned to close the door.

"Compared to you, Master, I am still..." As soon as Lu Ze heard him speak, the compliment slipped out.

He dropped a bombshell halfway through his speech.

"What did you say?" Lu Ze asked in disbelief.

Master Zhang shook his head and slammed the door shut. Where did this rude, unruly child come from?

"Explain yourself! Do you even know anything about incense?" Lu Ze's eyes were red with anxiety as he kept banging on the door.

"Open the door! Someone like you, mixing incense for His Majesty? With such a vicious heart, no wonder your whole family died!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door slammed open, and before Lu Ze could react, a gleaming sword was pressed against his neck.

"Get out." Master Zhang's face was extremely gloomy.

Lu Ze didn't dare say anything more and ran away as fast as he could.

Back at the Marquis's residence, he was dejected, his brows furrowed with disappointment.

Just then, they ran into Wei Zhaoning with Dongxu, sitting by the carp pond eating roast goose, the two chatting and laughing.

That laughter was like a thorn, piercing his heart.

He suddenly remembered that in his previous life, it was Wei Zhaoning who introduced him to Master Zhang. The two knew each other. It must have been her who made Master Zhang say that, deliberately making things difficult for him!

Otherwise, why would Master Zhang's attitude seem like that of a completely different person?

"You're happy to see others suffering, aren't you?"

"What exactly did you tell Master Zhang?!"

Lu Ze angrily knocked over the roast goose, and the scalding goose juice splashed onto Wei Zhaoning's neck, causing her to back away from the burn.

"thump--"

Water splashed in the koi pond, and Wei Zhaoning lost her balance and fell down.

"Miss!"

Just as Dongxu uttered the cry, another splash was heard on the water.

"What are you doing!" It was Lu Ze's voice.

Wei Zhaoning smiled. Thanks to Lu Ze, who often used this trick in her past life, she learned to swim.

Just as she fell into the water, she seized the opportunity and pulled Lu Ze down with her.

She can swim, but Lu Ze can't.

"I'll teach you a lesson."

Wei Zhaoning pressed Lu Ze's head down forcefully, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free.

Bubbles kept rising from the surface of the water.

When he was about to drown, Wei Zhaoning pulled him up again.

Repeat this process three or four times.

"Listen to me carefully, there's only one reason why Master Zhang won't accept you: you're not capable."

"If you come looking for trouble again, I won't hesitate to drown you. It's late at night, and no one will even know it was me if you die. How about it, want to try?"

Lu Ze, who had been choking on water, got goosebumps when he heard these words.

Has Wei Zhaoning been possessed? How dare someone speak to him like that!

But he couldn't; if he went down again, he would drown.

Wei Zhaoning snorted coldly and released him.

"Miss, let me fetch you some water for a bath first. It's not curfew yet, so I'll go to the restaurant to buy some roast goose," Dongxu said with a smile.

The next day.

Lu Ze had a high fever all night, and the old lady was very angry. She had already sent someone to find out about Wei Zhaoning's matter.

However, Wei Zhaoning had arranged for a team of personal guards to stand at the entrance, so they couldn't break in even if they wanted to.

So she slept until late morning as usual, unaffected in the slightest.

The whole family is waiting for Lu Zhufeng to come back and punish her.

Wei Jiaruo ran to the gate of her courtyard and shouted, "Sister, hurry up and come out and admit your mistake, so that when the Marquis comes back, I can say a few good words to him and plead for you."

"Last night, I told the Marquis that my sister isn't a bad person, just has a bad temper, and asked him to be more tolerant of her. What should we do today?"

Wei Zhaoning looked at the red marks all over Wei Jiaruo's neck and quickly looked away.

She just couldn't understand why Lu Zhufeng had married her in the first place, knowing that things would turn out this way.

Now she's the one being treated as a mistress.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhufeng returned.

He walked over with his hands behind his back, without saying a word, his face even uglier than a rotten egg.

Wei Jiaruo immediately posted it.

"My lord is finally back. Please try to calm Mother down. She's furious and insists on punishing my sister. She's hiding in the courtyard and won't come out. Mother is about to faint."

Wei Zhaoning sneered. This wasn't persuasion at all.

Lu Zhufeng paused, squinted at Wei Zhaoning, and spoke in a warning tone.

"Aren't you ready to come out?"

Wei Zhaoning lowered her head. "Dongxu, let's go."

It wasn't that I was listening to him, but rather that there was going to be a good show at Shou'an Hall.