The Peasant Wife Is a Lucky Charm Chapter 461: Past (3)

Chapter 461: Past (3)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Old Marquis seethed with anger, yet he lacked the courage to investigate the truth at that time. He was deeply worried that his main wife had indeed been poisoned to death by her equal life. If that were the case, he couldn’t find the courage to admit his earlier mistake.
A tree needs its bark, and a man needs his face. When his eldest son had left years ago, he hadn’t initially displayed any guilt. His emotions were dominated by anger. He told everyone that he hadn’t done anything wrong, vowing that his main wife could never commit such an act. He insisted that his sole error was in failing to raise his son properly.
However, admitting his mistake and retracting his earlier words would be nothing short of humiliation. It would result in mockery, and his family would be thrown into chaos. If he confessed his error, he would undoubtedly punish his equal life and abandon her, which his children would fiercely oppose. The
Old Marquis had initially wanted Su Bin to be the heir to safeguard the Marquis Mansion’s continued prosperity and secure their access to the Imperial Court’s benefits, ensuring his children’s security and prosperity.
After much contemplation, the Old Marquis visited his equal life, who was confined in the temple hall. Every time he came, she would eagerly ask if she could be released. This time was no different. “Marquis, can I go out now?” She inquired with excitement.
However, the Old Marquis, as he had done before, shook his head and reproached her. “Everyone who does something wrong must bear the consequences!”
“You kept saying that you loved me and that you would die without me. I believed you and loved you and doted on you, but you went behind my back and harmed my biological grandson!” She cried as tears streamed down her face. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed. “Marquis, I was wrong. I truly acknowledge my mistake. I don’t want anything. I just want to go out and see our child.”
“And our grandchildren. They’re still so young…”
Despite her pleas, the Old Marquis remained unmoved. This time, he shook his head but did not reprimand her.
When he first discovered the truth about her harming Su Bin, he had been furious and had even slapped her before locking her in the temple hall.
However, she was the woman he had adored for nearly forty years. He visited her every few days after she was locked up, witnessing her tears and regrets. Several times, he had contemplated releasing her.
But the Old Marquis understood that he could not set her free. He had confined her in the temple hall for two reasons. Firstly, he was genuinely angry about her actions. Secondly, he wanted to send a message to Su Bin and the others.
He had once promised Su Bin that he would penalize her if there was concrete evidence of her framing Su Bin. He was torn, unable to bring himself to abandon her. Consequently, he had resorted to locking her up and isolating her from the outside world.
The Old Marquis aimed to demonstrate to Su Bin that he would not show favoritism. He did not favor concubines over his main wife and did not condone the poisoning of his wife.
He believed that Su Bin would be content with his actions. However, Su Bin’s satisfaction had merely been superficial, and it seemed he was even trying to borrow money from him.
Su Bin had always aspired to seek justice for his father. He had only just begun to accumulate influence and was still working on establishing his presence in the royal court when he decided to reopen the old case.
“Bao’er…”
Bao’er was the affectionate nickname that the Old Marquis used to address his cherished equal life.
“Sob, sob, sob… Marquis, you’ve finally called me Bao’er. I thought I’d never hear those two words again for the rest of my life.”
The Marquis’s wife threw herself into the Old Marquis’s arms.
He embraced her, and they held each other for a while.. Seizing the opportunity, she made a request, “Marquis, I would like to go out and see our children… “