Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 368 Divorce the First Concubine

When the prince and Xiao Luzi slowly stepped into the gate of the palace, the eldest wife had already arranged for the servants to prepare a sumptuous meal, waiting for the prince to come back to share dinner.

The eldest wife thought to herself that she had been suffering from illness recently, but she had gotten much better in the past few days.

Besides, the Lantern Festival was not celebrated to the fullest in the palace. It happened that the prince came back early today, so it was only right to celebrate properly.

So, she walked towards the prince with a smile on her face and handed a glass of wine to his mouth.

She said softly:

"My Lord, I have been ill for a long time. Today I am finally well again. Let's celebrate!

Look, several sisters have been waiting here for a long time!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiaorou and Siyu heard the sound, stood up from the table in an instant, and bowed to the prince with clear and pleasant voices.

Seeing this, the prince waved his hand slightly and said calmly: "No need to be polite, we are all family."

Everyone took their seats as instructed.

However, the meal was not a pleasant one.

The eldest wife was originally very happy and wanted to take this opportunity to please the prince. Maybe the prince would stay in her room tonight.

However, the prince had a sour face from beginning to end, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, without a trace of smile.

Jiaorou and Siyu, who were standing by, naturally noticed the strange atmosphere.

They knew very well that many things had happened one after another in the palace since Mrs. Lin left.

At this moment, everyone has gathered together, except for the prince's beloved - Lin Daiyu.

Under such circumstances, the prince ignored them completely.

Therefore, Jiaorou and Siyu just carefully picked up a little food and put it into their mouths, and then sat there quietly.

They didn't dare to say too much and silently waited for this somewhat dull and depressing dinner to end.

After everyone left, Cailian was about to help the eldest wife back to her room, but the prince said softly:

"Bijun, I will go to your room later!"

The eldest wife seemed to not believe her ears, and the smile on her face suddenly became as bright as a blooming flower.

She smiled and murmured, "Cai Lian, did you hear that? The prince is coming tonight, let's go and clean up!"

After saying this, she didn't notice the unhappiness on the prince's face at all, and happily took Cai Lian back to her room.

When the prince came to the study, Luo Yuxuan's words were like a sharp knife piercing his heart. Yes, the letter that Lan Xin brought was written by Luo Yuxuan.

Lan Xin is competitive, but in terms of scheming, she cannot compare to the first wife!

He quietly instructed Xiao Luzi to bring all the maids locked up in the woodshed to the eldest lady's room.

After saying that, he sighed deeply, changed his clothes and went to the eldest lady's room.

At this moment, the eldest wife was standing in front of the dressing mirror, carefully choosing the clothes to wear tonight.

The prince will be here soon!

That red Manchu dress, but the first wife thought it was too tacky.

The pink color on the side looks delicate and charming, but seems a little inappropriate for the age.

The sapphire blue Manchu dress had a simple and elegant color, but the eldest wife always felt that it lacked a bit of charm.

The purple Manchu dress is too solemn.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up - in the corner, there was a pink Suzhou embroidered cheongsam!

When she paired it with a goose yellow waistcoat, she was delicate but not coquettish, like a lotus emerging from the water.

The eldest wife took off her clothes, gently stroked her body, imagined the pleasure of tonight, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After she put on her clothes, she asked Cailian to close the doors and windows and turn off the kerosene lamp. She wanted to lie quietly on the bed and wait for the prince to come.

The prince suppressed his anger and kicked open the door of the first lady's room. The room was pitch black and the prince almost tripped over the threshold.

He didn't care about these things. As soon as he entered the inner room, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Bijun, where are you?"

The first wife thought the prince couldn't wait any longer, so she jumped off the bed and threw herself into his arms as light as a swallow. She said coquettishly, "Prince, you are finally here!"

Unexpectedly, the prince pushed her away and said lightly:

"Cailian, turn on the kerosene lamp!"

Cai Lian had no choice but to come in from the side room and carefully light the kerosene lamp.

Under the dim light, the expectant eyes of the eldest lady and the suppressed anger of the prince were reflected.

After watching Cai Lian retreat, the eldest wife twisted her delicate body to the prince's side like a water snake.

She smiled and sat on the prince's lap.

Her slender hands kept groping back and forth on the prince's broad chest.

However, at this moment, the prince's face suddenly darkened, and he swung his arm violently, pulling the first wife to the side without mercy.

Then, the prince took out a piece of paper and the painting from his pocket with an expressionless face.

He waved his hand casually, and the piece of paper fell lightly into the hands of the eldest lady.

The prince's voice was as cold as the cold wind in December. He whispered to the first wife:

"Bijun, take a good look. Are the inscription on the painting and the words on the paper written by the same person?"

The eldest wife was stunned at first, but she quickly reacted.

She slowly picked up the paper that had fallen on the ground, looked at the painting on the table, carefully brought it to her eyes, and looked at it carefully under the dim kerosene lamp.

Then she giggled and replied nonchalantly:

"Oh my, Your Highness, what's wrong with you? This is clearly the handwriting of one person!

Can't you even see that?"

The prince frowned upon hearing this. He suppressed his anger and asked again:

"Bijun, I want you to look more carefully!

I will ask you one last time, was this written by one person?

The eldest wife thought: The good night is short, why read these letters!

But she still pretended to be calm, picked up the paper again, looked at it again with a pretentious look, and then said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, I can see it clearly, this was indeed written by the same person!

"Your Highness, do you think Bijun is shortsighted?"

The prince grabbed the paper and shouted:

"Bijun, do you know you are wrong?

Normally, you are competitive, so I put up with it!

But now that you have made such a mistake, you should admit it yourself!"

Only then did the first wife realize that the painting was painted by Luo Yuxuan, and the words on the paper were a copy of the inscription on the painting "Playing the Flute on a Snowy Night".

Wait, Luo Yuxuan? This painting was created by Luo Yuxuan?

The inscription clearly reads: "In the winter of the Xinchou year, there was heavy snow in the suburbs of Yan. That night, Yu and I saw a fox outside the firewood shed..."

The eldest wife's mind raced: Could it be the handwriting of the vixen that the prince asked Luo Yuxuan to imitate?

Could it be that the prince knew Luo Yuxuan's handwriting?

Suddenly, Xiao Luzi shouted outside the door:

"Your Highness, those maids imprisoned in the woodshed are here!"