Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You…” Yang Shuwan stretched out her arm and was about to crawl forward.
Yu Youyao took a deep breath to calm herself down. “If you’re divorced, you’ll no longer be Yu Zongzhengs wife, Your daughter is neither a legitimate daughter nor a concubine’s daughter. She will be the daughter of a divorced wife. In terms of status, she’s not even comparable to the daughter of a concubine. Her status can’t even be compared to a concubine, and she’ll be in an awkward spot in the residence. In the future, she won’t even be able to marry the most ordinary poor scholar. She can only marry into a rchant family or be like her mother, beco a second wife, or a concubine…”
“Y-Yu Youyao, you, you won’t die a good death. You’ll die miserably…” Yang Shuwan reached out to Yu Youyao as if she had gone crazy. As she vomited blood, she cursed her viciously.
Yu Youyao chuckled, her faint voice carrying a hint of coldness. “The thing you’re most proud of in your life is probably marrying into the Yu Residence and becoming an official wife.” Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a trace of malice, “But so what? You’ve been abandoned and will quickly return to where you ca from. Even if you die, you won’t be able to enter the Yu family’s ancestral grave. I don’t think your maiden family will care if you live or die. After you die, you’ll probably be about the sa as the old servant in front of you. You’ll just be rolled up in a rotten straw mat and thrown it into the mass grave. When your corpse is fresh, it’ll be bitten by a wild dog and pecked by birds…
“Uh…” Yang Shuwan glared at Yu Youyao.
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