But he saw the woman, with her slender body standing in the hall, standing firmly without moving under the complicated eyes of everyone.

Instead of crying, she laughed softly.

"Actually, this matter is very simple."

She raised her eyes and looked at everyone.

Everyone also looked at her and heard her voice grow low, but they decided to speak.

"The eldest son Tan Ting should not be expelled because of his close relationship with the common people. I am willing to make peace with Tan Ting and leave the Tan family without disturbing each other."

When the words fell, both Tan Jian and Yang Zhen panicked.

"Sister-in-law, no!"

All the clan members were also surprised.

But in this way, Tan Ting is still their eldest son, and they actually mostly recognize this young and promising eldest son.

Even the two clan elders hesitated.

Mrs. Xuan Er was incredibly surprised. She couldn't believe that this woman who clung to the Tan family in such a despicable manner would actually take the initiative to leave?

She hurriedly went to Tan Chaoxuan and asked him to think of a solution.

However, Tan Chaoxuan pushed her hand away irritably.

Mrs. Xuan Er's face froze, but Tan Chaoxuan didn't care much anymore, he said directly.

"Even so, Tan Ting has made a lot of profits for the common people, so he cannot be regarded as the eldest son..."

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tan Jian.

"No matter what, we have to wait for my eldest brother to come back! What's the purpose of Second Uncle Xuan being so anxious and afraid to wait for my eldest brother to come back?!"

He had always had a gentle temper in front of others, but now his harsh words made Tan Chaoxuan shut up. I was speechless.

Xiang Yi looked at her younger brother, whom she had watched grow up and get married, with a faint smile on her lips.

All the clan members also nodded one after another.

"Indeed, at least we have to wait until the eldest son comes back. The eldest son has not made a big mistake, and we can't hurt his heart."

But they all looked at Xiang Yi. Although they didn't say anything, Xiang Yi understood what they meant.

She knew better than anyone else what the situation of the common people in the world was like today. She lowered her eyes but made a promise.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will leave today."

After she said this, everyone left the Tan family's old house one after another without saying anything more.

When the elders of the two tribes saw that they could not succeed, they left in a hurry.

Tan Chaoxuan and his wife originally thought that they would replace their eldest son today, but how could they have expected such a situation.

Now that the situation was over, the two of them were reluctant to leave under the glare of Tan Jian and his wife, but they had to leave quickly.

Mrs. Xuan Er walked to the threshold and tripped.

No one else cares about her.

As soon as everyone left, Tan Jian and Yang Zhen hurriedly called Xiang Yi.

"Does sister-in-law really want to make peace with eldest brother and leave the Tan family?"

Xiang Yi lowered his eyes and smiled gently.

"Going to leave."

Not only is it related to the uncle, but Xiang Yu had a quarrel with someone just now when the guards came to deliver the letter. Those poor scholars found out about her being the wife of the Tan family, and thought that Xiang Yu's identity as a commoner was not pure, and she was also a commoner. It may not be a pity to mention Xiang Zhiyuan's death...

Those people went further and even wanted to tie Xiang Yu up and parade him.

As Xiang Yi spoke, his voice became lower and lower, showing a slight tremor.

"I have to leave the Tan family..."

After she finished speaking, she asked the maid to get a pen and paper.

The wind blew from all directions into the hall with wide open windows, sweeping away the stale air in the hall.

Xiang Yi silently picked up the pen, but his right hand couldn't stop trembling.

She clasped the wrist of her right hand with her left hand and forcibly stabilized her hand.

The wind blew the strong fragrance of ink into people's nostrils and into their eyes.

Xiang Yi blinked her eyes very quickly, trying her best to clear her vision. She stabilized her hand again and wrote three big characters -

He Li Shu.

...

Yang Zhen was so angry that she started to cry and wanted to pick up a sword and kill the people outside. Tan Jian pulled her back and called Xiang Yi.

"Sister-in-law... my eldest brother specifically told me to take good care of you before he left. Now..."

Xiang Yi asked them both to not be angry and blame themselves. "No wonder you," she said, trying to be as gentle as ever. "Ah Zhen is one month old, don't mess around with the fetal air."

She said, paused slightly, suppressed the surging emotions, and then said.

"After I leave, you have to guard the door and wait until the uncle comes back to talk about everything."

Xiang Yi knew that he could not stay.

She had already made a promise, and if she didn't leave, she would have kept her promise.

Xiang Yi turned around and left the lobby, telling Qiao Yun to pack her things.

Speaking of this, past events flashed before her eyes, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Qiao Yun helped her pack her things so many times, but every time she was ordered by the uncle to put them back where they were.

But she can't do it this time. She really wants to leave this time. She really wants to leave the Tan family and leave him...

the main wife.

I don’t know since when, Xiang Yi’s things became more and more scattered and scattered.

The eight-carry dowry box in which she married into the Tan family could no longer hold the current items.

Xiang Yi looked at the things in the room and stood at the door in shock for a long time. The water in her eyes overflowed and was suppressed by her. It overflowed again and was suppressed by her again.

But when she was packing up the jade and small seals in the cabinet and accidentally found a small box, Xiang Yi was stunned for a moment.

There was a small seal covered with silk in the box.

When Xiang Yi took out the square seal from the smooth silk, he was stunned.

It was a small seal carved from a piece of yellow jade that was not very valuable, carefully carved and polished.

And printed on it is a rare ancient Chinese character - and.

She asked Jixiang Seal Shop to sell the He-character seal as early as last year. Shopkeeper Jiang also told her that the people who bought the seal cherished the seal, so she offered a high price.

Because of the high price of the printing, she was secretly happy for a long time.

How could she have thought at that time that the person who bought the seal was actually the uncle...

The seal with the word "和" was lying in Xiang Yi's palm. Xiang Yi looked at the "和" carved by her own hands. Character.

His eyes were so sore that he could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, and a teardrop suddenly rolled down.

It hit the small seal with the word "和" right on it.

When Qiao Yun came in, she saw her wife sitting on the embroidery pillar next to the cabinet.

Under the tall wooden cabinet, she sat on a small embroidered pier with her head lowered, her face turned sideways and her eyes extremely red.

Qiao Yun felt extremely sad. She thought about how she had followed the girl since the master passed away and how much she had suffered and how much she had been wronged. She thought that now she had finally come to an end, but she never imagined...

Qiao Yun stopped ... Xiang Yi couldn't help but sniff, and when he heard her voice, he hurriedly wiped away the tears.

She continued to pack her things as if nothing had happened, but when she turned her head, she saw two letters in Qiao Yun's hand.

"What kind of letter is that?" Her voice was still a little hoarse.

Qiao Yun replied, "It was from Mrs. Qi to Madam. She said it was a letter from the two gentlemen that she finally found."

Xiang Yi took the letter and remembered it.

That day, she and Tan Ting went to Qi's house. Mr. Qi and Mrs. Qi remembered the origin of their marriage. Talking about that time, the two fathers could not make up their minds, so they both wrote letters to Qi about the marriage. Mr. Qi, ask Mr. Qi what he means.

Later, the two families got married, and each gave the old man a cart full of wine.

The old man even smiled and said to her, "The wine your father sent is much better than the wine his father sent!"

Xiang Yi slowly opened two yellowed letters from the past year. They belonged to the two fathers and were completely different. The handwriting seemed to appear in front of her accompanied by the kind figures of the two fathers.

...

That was one day thirteen years ago, when a heavy rain stopped people on the road.

The two fathers suddenly met while taking shelter from the rain in a teahouse.

They were not familiar with each other at first and had only known each other by name for a long time. Because the guest table was full, they had to sit at the same table.

Xiang Zhiyuan spoke less. He lowered his head to drink tea and did not speak much.

Tan Chaokuan didn't mind. Instead, he ordered two plates of tea and started a conversation with him.

The two of them just chatted about casual things at first. After all, they came from completely different backgrounds and were not familiar with each other in court.

Until the topic came to Mr. Qi.

At this point, they had more and more common topics.

It was raining non-stop that day, and they chatted all the way from the teahouse to the restaurant.

The two of them opened a separate room, Xiang Zhiyuan ordered a table full of dishes, and Tan Chaokuan ordered a long row of wine.

The two chatted about knowledge, the current situation, the affairs of the DPRK, and the rising conflicts between the common people and the common people. They both lamented, but were surprised to find that they had secretly consistent views with the other party.

They talked a lot, and for a while, they also talked about their children.

Tan Chaokuan suddenly asked, "Does Brother Xiang have a daughter?"

Xiang Zhiyuan nodded, "I have two pearls. The younger one is only three years old, and the older one is eight years old."

When he talked about his eldest daughter, his eyes flashed. Full of love and pity, "It's a pity that her mother is gone. At such an age, she has already begun to take care of her younger siblings and help me run the house..."

Speaking of his daughter, Xiang Zhiyuan drank a drink alone.

Tan Chaokuan's eyes lit up after hearing this, "Brother Xiang's eldest daughter is so transparent, sensible and considerate at a young age. I wonder what kind of husband I will choose for my daughter in the future?"

Xiang Zhiyuan hadn't thought about this yet. When he asked about his daughter's marriage, he was still a little reluctant and unhappy, but he still followed Tan Chaokuan's words and thought about it.

"Like me, she has a taciturn temperament, but she has a clear mind and sees everything clearly, and she is willing to carry everything on her own shoulders. I am always afraid that her life will be too tiring. If I can find someone stable and reliable who can take care of her, With a husband who can hold up the sky, I think my Yizhen will be much more relaxed."

He didn't know where to find such a son-in-law.

Not wanting him to finish these words, Tan Chaokuan suddenly stood up and bowed to him seriously.

The rain that day thirteen years ago had stopped long ago.

In the sky outside the window, the sun quietly jumped out from behind the clouds.

Tan Chaokuan bowed solemnly.

"Tan Ting, Yudi's eldest son, is just two years older than Ling Qianjin and has not yet been engaged. He is the eldest son of my Tan family after me. He is relatively reliable and stable. It's just that he has a tougher temper and is not adaptable. I I can only hope that I can find a gentle, understanding, and considerate girl as his wife, and they will surely be able to play the piano together."

He said and called Xiang Zhiyuan.

"I met Brother Xiang today, and I felt like old friends at the first sight. Then I heard that the daughter of my brother's family complements the temperament of a dog. I wonder what Brother Xiang would like if you and I became in-laws?"

"Ah?"

Xiang Zhiyuan was even asked by him. He was confused, he had never thought about this, "But what your family wants is a daughter of a noble family? Don't you want to marry a daughter of a noble family?"

Tan Chaokuan waved his hand, his eyes brightened.

"For this reason, it is more appropriate to marry a woman from a poor family. Only in this way can the common people and the common people slowly get along with each other."

Xiang Zhiyuan was moved by these words.

That day, they drank all night.

Xiang Zhiyuan was so drunk that he saw Tan Chaokuan pushing a piece of paper towards him.

"This is the marriage contract between the two families that I have drafted. Brother Xiang should go back and take a good look at it. If we can conclude this marriage, it will be a joy for both families!" After

he finished speaking, he said that he had to go on his way and it would be inconvenient to leave too much space.

Xiang Zhiyuan took the marriage certificate and looked at it in a daze for a long time. He seemed to see his eldest daughter Yizhen, wearing a bright red wedding dress, standing next to a tall man.

In the rain curtain, the man held an umbrella for her. He protected her, blocking all the wind and rain behind him...

With drunken eyes, Xiang Zhiyuan looked at the marriage letter and laughed.

"It seems that this is the perfect match for me, Yizhen."

...

The weather was extremely hot, and at some point it began to rain lightly.

After Xiang Yi read the letters from his two fathers, he could no longer hold back his tears. The tears rolled down like broken beads.

She wanted to suppress herself again, but she couldn't.

She covered her eyes, lay on the desk, buried her face in her arms, and cried uncontrollably.

Her cries were mixed with the sound of rain outside the window, and were drowned out by the sound of rain.

Xiang Yi didn't know how long he cried until it was almost dark outside.

She knew there were still many eyes on her and she couldn't stay any longer.

Xiang Yi stood up, slowly put away the letters from the two fathers, sealed the two letters, and took out another letter from his arms.

She placed the letter on the desk with trembling fingertips.

and Li Shu.

Thirteen years ago, the marriage that the two fathers forged for them finally came to an end.

Xiang Yi wiped away the tears that kept rolling down over and over again, looked at the He Li Shu written by himself, and whispered in a hoarse voice.

"Tan Yuanzhi, don't be angry..."

The words fell into the silent room and melted into the silence.

Xiang Yiwan didn't dare to stay for another breath, took one last look at the room, turned around and left quickly.

There was a knock on the door.

The room belonging to two people was empty with no one left, only a letter of separation on the desk.