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  Zhu Changren, feeling that his authority had been offended, was furious and coldly sneered: "Zhang, you think I don't dare to divorce you? As the mistress of a family, your vision is short-sighted, your mind is vicious, apart from being unreasonable and obstinate, what else can you do?"

  He has always regretted marrying Zhang Shi, this narrow-minded woman, who not only cannot manage the household well, but also makes a mess of everything, and in the future, how can she be the matriarch. If it weren't for considering his eldest son, he would have divorced her long ago.

  Madam Zhang's face suddenly turned pale, her lips trembling as she asked in a shaking voice: "Master, after decades of affection, is this how you see me?"

  Zhu Changren looked away in disgust, "All these years, you think I didn't know about your tactics? I respected you as my legitimate wife and turned a blind eye, but you've become more and more excessive, unaware of restraint, losing the benevolent heart of a mistress." He looked at Zhang Shi with an expressionless face and said, "Did Sun Shi really just fall ill?"

  Mrs. Zhang's face had returned to calm, and when she heard the last sentence, her eyes only flickered, and she sneered at Zhu Changren's accusation, saying: "If I were vicious, how could you have been kind? As long as it wasn't your precious son, over the years, I've dealt with who, like Sun Shi and the like, you never took notice. You're doing this now, isn't that also vicious?"

  These constant accusations enraged Zhu Changren, who was busy with many things, not only holding official positions but also handling family affairs. Where did he have the time and energy to scrutinize every detail of his backyard? What's the point of having a main wife then?

  He sneered repeatedly and said, "You have the nerve to be unreasonable? It's simply inexplicable. My mind is made up, let Yier enter the palace, you can't stop it even if you object." He originally wanted to leave, but then stopped in his tracks and continued, "An De will still need a year before his term expires, so let his wife Li Shi come back first to take charge of the imperial kitchen. I think you need some rest."

  Mrs. Zhang could no longer remain calm, her face twisted in an instant. Mrs. Li was still the choice made by Old Lady Li before she passed away for her eldest grandson Ande, and they were all from the Li family on her mother's side. Mrs. Li was also the legitimate niece of the Western Mansion's Mrs. Li, which made Mrs. Zhang, who had been at odds with the Lis for a lifetime, feel suffocated in her heart, and she had never shown a good face to her daughter-in-law. The two had always been at odds, and now that Mrs. Li was back in charge of the household, wouldn't it be laughable if Mrs. Zhang's years of holding onto power were all for nothing?

  Zhu Changren had already left in a huff, leaving only Zhang alone in the room deep in thought. At this moment, Yuan Yi suddenly burst in, having secretly listened at the door for who knows how long, and threw herself onto Zhang's body, crying: "Mother, I don't want to enter the palace, I don't want to be an imperial concubine."

  Yuanyi's face was filled with panic, fear and resentment, her eyes were full of tears, just like Zhangshi's. Seeing this, Zhangshi felt both pitiful and regretful, her heart aching with sorrow and pain. She hugged Yuanyi and comforted her: "Yier, don't worry, how could mother bear to ruin your second half of life?"

  In Yuanyu's heart, Zhang was all-powerful. Upon hearing this, she looked at her with joy and asked repeatedly: "That's great, Mother, since the daughter won't enter the palace, how will you explain it to Father?"

  When mentioning Zhu Changren, Yuanyi's eyes were complex, with a mix of reverence, love, fear, longing, and even resentment and unwillingness that she herself had not realized.

  Zhang looked at her with a sympathetic gaze, seemingly making some sort of decision in his heart. A resolute glint flashed across his eyes as he stroked Yuanyi's face and said, "No, Yier, you still have to enter the palace, and there's no need to report back to your father."

  Yuanyi looked at Zhang in shock, her heart cooling down halfway, and asked dazedly: "Mother, why is this?"