Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Friends Nanny Qiu said this with her mouth, but in reality, if the Eldest Young Madam truly wanted a Mutual Divorce, she would also support her. It was just that she felt the Eldest Young Madam would not seek a Mutual Divorce. Moreover, if the Eldest Young Madam simply left like that, wouldn't it let County Princess Rongjia off too easily? "You certainly know how to talk." Cui Lingrong smiled faintly. "A Mutual Divorce isn't that easy, and besides, the Cui family..." When it came to the Cui family, the smile on Cui Lingrong's face immediately vanished. For Yu-jie's Ji-pin ceremony, Cui Lingrong had sent word according to protocol. She wasn't hoping for the Cui family to send anyone, but rather to see her father's attitude. Her father replied that he wouldn't come for Yu-jie's Ji-pin ceremony—the round trip would be too costly in manpower and resources. He would come to Bianjing when Xuan-ge passed the imperial examinations, or when Xuan-ge reached adulthood. Even the congratulatory gift sent by the Cui family was nothing presentable—just a simple piece of silver jewelry. Given the Cui family's wealth and holdings, there was no reason for them to be so stingy. When Old Madame Song saw the Cui family's gift, she even mocked, "Good thing you raised a younger brother yourself, or else even a biological family wouldn't compare to an adopted one. Lady Cui, your father and mother must truly look down on our marquis mansion from the bottom of their hearts, don't they?" Cui Lingrong knew why the Cui family acted this way—because they wanted her to arrange for Cui family children to enter the Guozijian, and she had refused. There had been many people present at the time, so Cui Lingrong couldn't argue with Old Madame Song. Now that it was brought up again, Cui Lingrong's gaze darkened slightly. "When I needed the Cui family, they were useless. If I truly wanted a Mutual Divorce, I wouldn't spare them a thought. No matter what happens, I will never return to the Cui family." She would rather hang herself at the gates of the Jiangyuan Marquis Mansion to proclaim her grievances than ever return to the Cui family. The Cui family had never raised her; she had no feelings for them. As for filial piety, in past years, whenever anything happened in the Cui family, she had sent gifts back. Nanny Qiu sighed upon hearing this. The Eldest Young Madam had it too hard—if the Cui family could offer even a little support, why would the Eldest Young Madam have to struggle so much in the marquis mansion? "Let's not talk about this. The Cui family is far away across mountains and rivers—let them come to Bianjing if they have the ability." Nanny Qiu then turned the conversation to Young Master Yu's marriage. Only then did Cui Lingrong show a hint of a smile. The days flew by, and soon it was the day of Cui Zeyu's wedding. Cui Lingrong went to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion early in the morning. The Duke of Dingguo held great power and prestige, and guests came in an endless stream to offer congratulations. Most people wouldn't spoil the mood on such a day. Only when the Qin family arrived did the Eldest Young Master of the Qin family look Cui Lingrong up and down with displeasure and say, "Eldest Young Madam Song, you really are a hen crowing at dawn. What business is it of yours what happens in the Duke of Dingguo's mansion? My sister is still alive—why hasn't the Duke of Dingguo's mansion invited her back?" Upon learning that Cui Zeyu was getting married, the Qin family had repeatedly insisted that the Duke of Dingguo's mansion had no mistress and needed a matriarch to manage the wedding affairs. But the Duke of Dingguo had explicitly refused the Qin family. The Qin family had been holding in their anger, and now seeing Cui Lingrong managing things, they couldn't help but add a few words. "If Lord Qin insists on speaking this way, do you want me to lay out what your sister did, right here and now, for everyone to hear?" Cui Lingrong lowered her voice. Today was a good day, and she didn't want to make things ugly. "If you're not here with sincere congratulations, then go back. My younger brother doesn't need relatives like you." The Qin family was left speechless, all of them glaring at Cui Lingrong. But since they had already come, they couldn't very well slink back home. Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing? They could only steel themselves and go inside. Guests came and went. When it was time for the wedding ceremony, Song Mingjin stood on his tiptoes, tugging at his elder brother's arm with great excitement. "Big brother, look! Uncle looks so handsome today. When you get married, I'm going to block the door too!" "Nonsense, blocking the door is for the bride's side." Song Mingxuan noticed that his uncle's face carried no expression at all—he felt that his uncle was unhappy. But why? Song Mingxuan couldn't figure it out. Every smile he had seen on his uncle today hadn't been genuine. After the ceremony ended, Song Mingxuan was dragged off by his younger brother to play pitch-pot. When the wedding banquet was over, joy filled the entire Duke of Dingguo's mansion. Only the two people in the bridal chamber sat facing each other for a while. Finally, Wu Hui spoke in a low voice to express her thanks. "Thank you, Young Master, for being willing to go along with my absurdity. From now on, I will be your wife in name. I will uphold my duties as a wife and manage the Duke of Dingguo's mansion well for you. As for heirs—if you wish, I can arrange concubines for you to bear children." "It is I who should be thanking you." A hint of helplessness and desolation flickered in Cui Zeyu's eyes. "I don't need concubines, nor do I need heirs. I was already an adopted son—I can adopt a few more children if needed. Between you and me, from now on, we shall be friends who cooperate with each other." Wu Hui was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement. But inwardly, she couldn't help wondering—what kind of woman could make the Young Master love her yet fail to obtain her, and not even be able to speak of it openly to others?