Becoming The Real Rich Daughter After Divorce

Seeing Lu Chen put down Tuan’er, she went to check the stitches of the quilt.
Although she knew that the quilt in the East Palace must be carefully made, the bedding Tuan’er used to use was all made by her own hands.
She was afraid that the quilt would cut Tuan’er’s skin if it was not soft enough.

Lu Chen ordered all the maids to leave and walked to Qiao Jinniang, saying, “This is made by imperial embroiderers, whose skills are better than yours, so don’t worry.”

Qiao Jinniang tucked Tuan’er in and said crossly, “Yes, my needlework is not good enough.
Since it is not good, why are you wearing my sachet?”

Lu Chen said, “I’m not saying that your needlework is not good.
If you’re worried about Tuan’er, when you enter the East Palace in two months, I will let you raise Tuan’er yourself.”

Qiao Jinniang took off her veil and glared at Lu Chen.
“Are you saying that you planned to have someone else raise Tuan’er?”

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Lu Chen said indifferently, “Tuan’er is my eldest son.
If he is raised by the crown princess, it’s easier for him to inherit the throne from me in the future…”

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Qiao Jinniang threw the veil onto Lu Chen and cursed unbearably, “Damn you, I never want to marry into the East Palace! Even if I wanted to previously, after hearing this, I would rather kill you than marry you!”

“Do you think my Tuan’er wants the throne? He has his mother.
Why does he have to recognize another woman as his mother?”

“We were a legal couple for the past three years, but does it count for anything in your eyes?”

Lu Chen frowned and said, “Jin’er, your husband in the past three years is Lu Chen, not the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty!

“Although we were married, I used the fake identity that you made for me.
It’s not my real identity…”

Qiao Jinniang clenched her hands, picked up the teapot on the side, threw it at Lu Chen’s forehead and cursed in a low voice:

“A*shole, didn’t you agree when you were asked to marry into my family three years ago? You are a man after all.
If you didn’t want to marry me, could I force you?

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“Isn’t Lu Chen you?”

The teapot hit Lu Chen’s forehead, causing it to immediately drip with blood.

Lu Chen clutched his forehead.
Fearing to wake Tuan’er up, he said in a lowered voice, “Why don’t you learn to control your temper?

“You have repeatedly humiliated me.
Do you really think that I won’t punish you?”

Qiao Jinniang’s eyes turned bloodshot and anger made her fearless.
“If you have what it takes, throw me in jail and cut me into pieces!

“I’d like to ask the public to judge.
I saved your life, gave you a well-to-do life for three years, married you and gave birth to a son for you!

“But you don’t even want to admit that Tuan’er was born by your wife? So you have never cared for him, right? That’s why you’re only willing to make me your concubine…”

Lu Chen covered the wound on his forehead with his hand.
“Jin’er, calm down.
If I don’t care for Tuan’er, why did I bother to tell you these?

“As soon as I returned to Chang’an, I immediately asked my father to designate him as my inheritor, but my grandmother felt it inappropriate.

“I have been holding Tuan’er every day since he was born.
He is my most beloved child.
Is it wrong for me to try to make him my inheritor?

“Jin’er, this is in Chang’an, in the imperial palace, not in Lin’an.
If I’m only a common prince, I won’t make you my concubine, let alone let Tuan’er call someone else mother.
But I am the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty!”

Qiao Jinniang spat on him.
“Don’t be so high-sounding.
If you really care about Tuan’er and I, you should just renounce your status as the crown prince.

“In novels, those emperors were willing to abandon the throne for the sake of the peasant girls they loved.
Are you willing to give up the throne?”

Lu Chen helplessly said, “I told you to read less novels.
How can I just renounce the status of crown prince so easily?”