Seeing these two words, Liu Miao'er suddenly remembered the aggressive way she treated Mrs. Yao that day. She suddenly realized that people can't be evil people. If you do evil people, you will get retribution. No, retribution is coming.
Putting the divorce letter on the table, Liu Miao'er took out the ink stone, added some cold tea, and ground it into a thick black juice. Then she took the little wolf brush that Yuan Shao often used and stroked it one stroke at a time.
Fang Fangzheng wrote his name on the divorce letter.
Liu Miaoer!
A divorce letter was completed with thick black strokes. Liu Miaoer looked at the divorce letter and felt that the name written by her own hand showed a pitiful smile to herself on the divorce letter. Liu Miaoer's handwriting was not that good.
, but after all, it can be regarded as practice. She carefully dried the ink, then folded the divorce letter and put it in her arms. Then she changed her clothes and got Bi'erzi, who carefully combed her hair.
Call Qingpo and tell her that she wants to go to Mrs. Haitang's yard.
"Princess, are you okay?"
Qing Hun came over to ask with concern, but Liu Miao'er just glanced at him, then took Bi'er's hand and put it in his palm.
"Qing Hun, Bi'er is a simple girl who is devoted to you, so don't let her down. Although there is nothing wrong with you, you just don't care much about others. If Bi'er follows you from now on, you can't do this again.
.Today, I will hand over Bi'er to you. From now on, you must take good care of her and don't let her down, otherwise I will never let you go!"
As she spoke, Liu Miaoer solemnly held the two people's hands together.
"Miss (Princess), what are you talking about!"
Bi'er and Qinghun shouted at the same time. Liu Miao'er's tone was too abnormal, but Liu Miao'er gave them a bright smile.
"Miss, Bi'er will always follow Miss. Bi'er will go wherever Miss goes. Miss, don't abandon Bi'er!" Hearing these words that sounded like parting, Bi'er immediately panicked and grabbed Liu Miao'er's hand.
He held her with his hand.
"Princess, the prince is just angry. Don't be angry. Let's go find the prince. Once he comes back, everything will be fine!" Qinghun also panicked and hurriedly defended Yuan Shao.
"Qinghun, what are you talking nonsense about? I didn't say I was leaving. I just feel worried that you and Bi'er's affairs will not be handled. I know the prince is angry, so I'm fine. The women in the mansion must be waiting for you now.
You are laughing at me, especially Mrs. Haitang. I am going to find Mrs. Haitang to kill her for her arrogance, so you don’t have to worry!"
Liu Miao'er squinted her eyes and smiled seamlessly. Except for her tired face, there was no clue at all. But the more seamless the smile, the more terrifying it was in the eyes of everyone.
Qingpo stood there, saying nothing, just thinking that as long as he followed the princess closely, it would be impossible for the princess to leave even if she wanted to. Therefore, the moment Liu Miaoer stepped out of Jinyuan, Qingpo also followed closely
, it wasn’t until Liu Miaoer actually arrived at Haitang Garden that Qingpo breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the princess really had no intention of leaving.
Liu Miao'er knocked on the door, and the maid inside saw Jia Monaco and informed Haitang. Haitang came out and welcomed Liu Miao'er in with a smile on her face, but turned Qing Po away.
Qing Po was naturally unwilling to do so, but when Haitang saw Qing Po coming in, she smiled so proudly that she was so pleased with herself that she suddenly mocked Liu Miao'er about Yuan Shao's visit to Linlang Courtyard yesterday.
The quarrel was so loud that everyone was kicked out in the end. Seeing Liu Miaoer's venting roar, Qingpo thought that the princess might just come to release her emotions, so she stood at the door of the courtyard and listened to what was going on inside.
The quarrel breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be great if the princess could scold her.
But he didn't expect that the people scolding each other in the yard had been replaced by two maids.