"Why are you here?" I asked in surprise. Suddenly I wanted to straighten up. Unexpectedly, I turned around and the wound was affected, causing me severe pain.
"Don't move. The imperial doctor said that the incision is not deep. As long as he takes care of himself for a few days, he will be fine." Prince Xuan comforted him and said, with a trace of sincere concern in his eyes.
"You, are you okay?" This is the harem after all, and you still have to pay attention to some etiquette and rules, lest the gossip will go bad.
"I'll leave immediately. I'm relieved to see you wake up." Prince Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and was about to leave.
"Hey, Ling Xuan, thank you." Looking at this face that looked similar to Meng Zihan's, I was only moved.
"Miss, you scared me to death." Xi'er then sat next to me, covered me with the quilt, and said with lingering fear: "When Prince Xuan brought you in, I almost cried from fear, miss, you
What's going on? My whole body is covered in blood."
"It's nothing. Prince Xuan has always been by my side?" I asked lightly, but in my heart I was looking forward to Meng Zihan coming too.
"Yes." Xi'er responded honestly.
It seems that I am being sentimental, huh! I sneered in my heart, and suddenly I felt despair!
"Miss, please have something to eat." Seeing me silent, Xi'er came over worriedly, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.
"Well, good." People are like iron, and food is like steel. I must get well soon and find out the real culprit of this matter.
…
Three days passed. Apart from the coldness and some pain, it was basically no serious problem. I stretched out energetically, hey... It has been three days, and Meng Zihan is indeed heartless.
"The Emperor has arrived." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came into the empty room, which seemed particularly cold.
"I pay my respects to the Emperor." Since I had nothing to say, I had to follow the rules, so I glanced at Meng Zihan indifferently and bowed slightly.
"It seems that you are almost fine." Meng Zihan walked forward slowly and looked me up and down, his eyes were as clear as water, as if he were looking at a stranger.
"Yeah." I nodded expressionlessly, not wanting to say more.
"Xiao Die is also awake." Meng Zihan saw that I was neither cold nor hot, so he sat down beside the bed.
"Really?" It was still a cold voice, with a hint of calmness.
"She said," Meng Zihan suddenly hesitated for a moment, raised his head and stared at me, his eyes fleeting, and continued: "It was you who pushed her into the lake."
After saying that, he pursed his lips tightly, as if he wasn't very sure, but felt incredible at the same time.
"Yes." This sentence completely pushed me to hell, and my heart was filled with despair.
I didn’t want to say anything more. It had no meaning anymore. I took a deep look at Meng Zihan and my voice hit the bottom: “Meng Zihan, it turns out that there is more than just a thousand generations separating you and me. It’s because I’m too stupid.
, Now, our fate as husband and wife has ended." Then, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said quietly: "Let's go, I understand everything you want to say."
I held back the tears that were about to burst out of my eyes, turned my back, made a decision in my heart, and walked out the door silently.
"Yan'er." There were calls from behind, and I could hear them in my ears, but they couldn't bring my heart back.
"Where are you going?" A figure stood in front of my eyes.
"Cold?" I almost exclaimed, still wearing the silver mask, with a tall and tall figure standing in the wind.
"It's me, how are your injuries?" Leng Mo dragged me to a hidden place and asked with concern.
"How do you know?" I was shocked. It seemed that he knew everything about me.
terrible!
"It's nothing, it's almost healed." I smiled bitterly, lowered my head, and quietly wiped my eyes.
"Actually, I wanted to see you two days ago, but..." Leng Mo was about to continue, but was interrupted by me eagerly.
"Can you do me a favor?" I raised my eyes and looked at him hopefully.
"Say it." Shen Shen's voice was a bit unbearable and distressed.
"I want to go out." I said bluntly. Although I was helpless and aggrieved, I had no choice.
"Also, you don't have to worry. I'm just going out for a short while and I'll come back." If he said that he would never come back, he would definitely not agree.
"Yeah, okay." Surprisingly, Leng Mo agreed to me very readily.
"Well, there is one more thing I need your help with." Another idea came to my mind, and suddenly, I winked at him mischievously.
"Let's talk." He still looked like he was open to discussion. Hehe, the sun is rising in the west today.
"Write a few words for me. As you know, I can't read." I confessed frankly. For the first time, I didn't feel so embarrassed.
…
In the blink of an eye, I secretly went to Ruojun's place to get some paper and pen, put them in front of Lengmo, pursed my lips, and told him to write as I asked:
Letter of divorce
Husband: Meng Zihan
Wife: Fu Meiyan
You and I are not destined to be husband and wife, and now our days are over.
I hereby write a letter so that you and I will have no contact with each other in the future.
The place where you can leave a message and seal the beauty page.
What should I do if I stamp it? I looked at Leng Mo with some embarrassment. Unexpectedly, he spread his hands and flattened his mouth at me as if it had nothing to do with him.
Forget it, I made up my mind and decided to follow the example of the ancients, directly put my index finger into my mouth, bit it, and pressed it on the paper proudly.
Inside Luochen Palace
"What? Missing? A living person will be lost by you!" The roar echoed in the empty palace for a long time.
"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life!" A group of people knelt on the ground in fear, trembling and shaking non-stop.
"Tell me, where did your lady go?" Meng Zihan stared at Xi'er with eyes like eagles, and his cold voice was full of irritability and anger.
"Miss, I, I don't know either." Xi'er was so frightened that she knelt on the ground tremblingly, stammering.
"Don't you know?! Say it quickly!" Mencius had a cold expression on his face. He had disappeared after not seeing him for a long time.
"My servant really doesn't know, just..." Xi'er's eyes widened in fear, looking at the ground. At this time, the emperor was like an angry lion.
"Just what?" Meng Zihan slowed down his voice, exhaled and said impatiently.
"It's just that this slave found this on the young lady's bed." Xi'er raised her head tremblingly and presented a folded piece of paper.
Well? What is this?! Meng Zihan hesitated for a moment, then took the paper and quickly opened it...
Everyone was nervous and secretly glanced at the emperor's expression. They saw that Meng Zihan's face turned from green to black, veins popped up on his forehead, three black lines ran straight across the center, and his lips trembled violently.
"For your beauty, I will definitely make you pay for this letter of divorce!" Meng Zihan crumpled the paper in his hand with all his strength, looked into the distance, and roared through gritted teeth.
Late at night, inside the Qiankun Hall
"Your Majesty, I don't know why you are so anxious to recruit ministers?" Zhong Ruoli was sweating profusely, and it looked like he had a hard time on the road.
"What's the matter? You're still asking me?!" Meng Zihan walked down the hall angrily, holding a piece of paper in his hand and throwing it directly in front of Fu Ruoli.
"This..." Fu Ruoli looked at the man in the dragon robe awkwardly, sweating in his heart. What kind of tricks does this Yan'er have? How dare he do such a ridiculous thing!
"Tell me, where is your sister now?" The majestic voice allowed no resistance. Meng Zihan suppressed his anger. Sooner or later, this woman would piss him off to death.
"I don't know." Fu Ruoli answered honestly, feeling anxious like an ant on a hot pot. This Yan'er was causing more trouble every time!
"Don't you know? She didn't go back?" Meng Zihan suddenly stared at Fu Ruoli, as if trying to tell the truth from his expression.
"No!" Fu Ruoli replied calmly, with deep worry in his voice.
"Then where will this girl go? The guards and eunuchs have searched everywhere." Meng Zihan frowned thoughtfully. The palace was heavily guarded, how could she escape?!
"By the way, Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered something very strange." Fu Ruoli's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered something.
"What's the matter?" Meng Zihan asked eagerly. Could this be related to the man in black a few days ago? When he thought of Yan'er being stabbed that day, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"Yan'er can't write at all." Fu Ruoli told the truth frankly. How could this girl write such a ridiculous divorce letter if she knew her three words?!