Xiangzhou Chapter: Soul Transcending Another World Chapter 10: Two Mortal Sins

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Ye Qiao Qiao nodded emphatically and said without hesitation, "Yes, indeed!"

"That really is quite extraordinary," Ye Jing Lan exclaimed in surprise.

Sensing his disbelief, Ye Qiao Qiao recited her little nephew’s birth details softly, "Is it the year of Jia Yin, the month of Geng Wu, the day of Bing Shen, and the hour of Ren Chen?"

"Yes," Ye Jing Lan nodded in confirmation.

With a smile, Ye Qiao Qiao said, "Since he was born at this very hour, my little nephew is destined for immense wealth and honor."

"How can you say that? Could it be that you actually know how to read fortune?" Ye Jing Lan was astonished and skeptical.

Madam Ye and Master Ye, standing nearby, also exchanged surprised looks, whispering among themselves.

Ye Qiao Qiao extended her slender jade-like fingers, performed a brief calculation, and seriously explained, "According to the birth on a Bing day in the Wu month, the fire element intensifies in May. The month’s energy is Yang Blade; only when supported by Ren water and Geng metal from the heavenly stem does it reach an auspicious pattern."

"Excellent, excellent," Ye Jing Lan applauded lightly. "Then I’ll leave the naming to my sister. With a name from you, my son’s future will surely be bright and prosperous."

"No, better leave it to Father," Ye Qiao Qiao waved her hand, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention to herself.

Just casually mentioning naming the little nephew had already drawn that reaction from Father.

"Alright then, let Father name the child," Ye Jing Lan said awkwardly, embarrassed by the rejection.

Master Ye pondered for a moment and said, "Choosing a name is a serious matter. Let’s think it over carefully in the coming days before deciding."

Then, Master Ye looked at Ye Qiao Qiao with a heavy gaze, his voice full of concern, "Qiao Qiao, what do you plan to do now?"

By then, the moon had risen high, stars scattered across the sky.

Ye Qiao Qiao understood her father’s meaning. Now that she had come back from the brink of death, with Chen Bai Lei bringing his concubine openly into the household—these actions all pointed to one thing: if they really divorced, the world would label her a forsaken woman.

Yet Ye Qiao Qiao was clearly the type who would rather cast others aside than be discarded herself.

With this in mind, she obediently replied, "Father, I have decided. I will divorce him."

Master Ye’s face showed panic and disbelief, and Ye Jing Lan was greatly shocked.

"How can you, alone, have the strength to stand against them?" Madam Ye worried deeply.

At that moment, Master Ye seemed to recall a time long past.

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Once upon a time, he and his wife had made their living by tomb raiding. At that time, his wife had just given birth to their first son.

Near the border of the Southern Kingdom, they found an abandoned infant girl—this girl was the present Ye Qiao Qiao.

By a strange twist of fate, ever since Qiao’er grew up under their care, their family rose from utter poverty. Through selling stolen treasures, they purchased grand mansions and eventually became one of Xiangzhou’s most prominent merchant families.

Later, to avoid further trouble, they ceased tomb raiding and instead took up honest business.

He had never approved of her marrying the poor scholar Chen Bai Lei, but Ye Qiao Qiao insisted he was a true prodigy and was determined to wed him.

She used every means, even threatening to die to force the matter.

Now, she had come to regret it. Though not too late, her reputation was utterly ruined.

Master Ye looked at Ye Qiao Qiao with a sense of disappointment and asked, "If you truly divorce him, and others call you a forsaken woman, would you accept that?"

"I would never accept it," Ye Qiao Qiao answered.

"But if you do not accept it, then why speak of divorce?" Master Ye was puzzled.

Ye Qiao Qiao did not hide her thoughts and told her parents and brother, "Now that I have returned from death, accusing him is one offense; divorcing him is another. The magistrate will undoubtedly decree our divorce."

"This…" Madam Ye hesitated.

"Good. It’s best that you have your own resolve," Ye Jing Lan said happily, impressed by his sister’s determination.

Seeing that her brother was so supportive, Ye Qiao Qiao changed the subject to her newborn nephew, saying, "My nephew’s name should favor metal and water elements according to his birth chart. Names with these elements will ensure a smooth life and steady rise in status. There should be no major troubles."

"Thank you, sister," Ye Jing Lan expressed his gratitude.

Master Ye noticed the subtle shift in topic and knew Ye Qiao Qiao did not wish to discuss more.

At the same time, he felt his daughter had grown more resolute than before.

However, throughout history, cases of women divorcing their husbands were exceedingly rare. Could she truly achieve this through her own efforts?

Master Ye sighed deeply, his worries growing heavier.

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Even the simple matter of naming his grandson weighed on him, leaving him listless and gloomy.

Ye Qiao Qiao understood her father’s concern and reassured them, "Father, Mother, this is my decision alone. If anything unexpected happens, I will never drag you into it."

Naturally, she would not let this become a thorny affair.

"Good," Madam Ye nodded.

Master Ye, seeing how sensible she was, finally spoke, "Qiao’er, rest assured, no matter what happens, the Ye family will always be your backing!"

"Yes!" Ye Qiao Qiao nodded firmly.

They talked until the hour of Hai, and then Ye Qiao Qiao, accompanied by Han Xiang, returned to the Chen family estate.

Standing before the gate, she looked up at the plaque that read "Chen Family Estate" and felt a surge of discomfort.

It was clearly her parents’ dowry, yet it bore the name of the faithless scoundrel. Had she not possessed this body’s soul, who knew how the original owner might have been abused to death.

She sighed quietly for the original owner’s poor fate.

Meanwhile, in the official residence of Magistrate Dong Fei Guang, candlelight still flickered.

Seated in the main chair was a man dressed in a white robe, wearing a costly dragon-shaped jade pendant at his waist. He sipped hot tea leisurely.

Although it was already past midnight, Dong Fei Guang was still receiving guests.

His face remained composed, but cold sweat ran down his back.

Facing the calm yet imposing man before him, he felt a chill. Bowing respectfully, he said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, this humble servant failed to greet you properly and acted negligently."

Shen Jian Zhou regarded the kneeling man without a flicker of emotion but was somewhat curious.

Seeing Dong Fei Guang like this, he did not seem like a coward afraid of death—so why was he so easily controlled by a woman? Shen Jian Zhou’s gaze casually swept over Zuo Wen Shan beside him, signaling him with his eyes.

Zuo Wen Shan understood, looking at the kneeling magistrate.

Slowly, he asked about the events of the day, "Lord Dong, you may be unaware, but the Crown Prince and I arrived at the residence early today only to find you quietly conversing with a woman. Lord Dong… could you explain?"