It was already late at night when we came out of Di Qing's mansion.
The ministers were still drinking and laughing inside, but as the king, he could not return to the palace too late, so he had to leave earlier.
Di Qing drank until he was drunk, so I deliberately ordered not to disturb others.
When I arrived at the palace gate, I heard a sharp scolding: "Slave dog, are you all blind? I don't even recognize you."
I drank a few more sips of wine and felt a little drowsy, but I didn't want to wake up all of a sudden. That voice was so familiar.
I quickly poked my head out and looked toward the palace gate, and sure enough I saw a short girl with her hands on her hips angrily, carrying a big baggage behind her, as if she was fleeing for safety.
"It's Hanyang, it's Hanyang." I said excitedly to Xia Yan who closed his eyes to rest.
Xia Yan opened his eyes slowly and sat up straight: "I heard it."
He brought Hanyang back to the palace. As soon as he sat down, Hanyang started shouting like firecrackers: "I want a divorce, a divorce."
Xia Yan poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "What?"
Hanyang looked at me and then at Xia Yan: "Divorce!"
"What is divorce?" I asked.
Hanyang's eyes flashed with tears: "That's what it means to divorce your husband."
I was stunned.
"Nonsense." Xia Yan scolded him desperately.
This aroused Hanyang's surprise: "What is your identity? You learned from the emperor's brother?"
Only then did Xia Yan realize that she was not the king, but the king's wife. I sighed secretly on the sidelines, and Xia Yan looked embarrassed and said slowly: "Is the seventh prince not treating you well?"
"Changting, please go and have a rest and let me talk to her," I said.
Xia Yan also felt that he could not control these trivial matters, so he said decisively: "In this case, I will resign."
Not long after Xia Yan left, Hanyang suddenly became respectful to me: "Brother Wang, you are a man, you must know a man's character, right? Since we got married, although I am not a virtuous person, I am still a princess. Why does he always treat me so badly?"
Is the palace lukewarm? What did I do wrong?"
I looked at her with pity and said with a smile, "Maybe the Seventh Prince is not good at expressing himself?"
"I'm not good at expressing myself." Suddenly Hanyang came over and said mysteriously: "Brother, please be careful, that bastard Qi Xuan actually likes your wife."
Hiss~~~~I took a breath, luckily I exchanged souls with Xia Yan, if Xia Yan heard these words...
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"What nonsense am I talking about? He is obviously like this. He walks around the pavilion every day but never looks at me."
"..." What if I think you are not good-looking, I added in my heart.
"Brother, please be careful, otherwise you won't even know if you are being cuckolded."
"Hanyang, if you say bad things about people behind their backs, you will have your tongue cut off by ghosts after you die." I reminded with a cold voice.
Hanyang stiffened for a moment, but then showed disdain: "My life is worse than death now, so what are you afraid of?"
I sighed, everything is not perfect, the two finally got married, and one of them left sadly. The only thing that is perfect is the story written in the picture book.
"Where is Qi Xuan?"
"I don't know where he died." But then, Hanyang let out a sigh and looked at me warily: "Are you the imperial brother or Changting?"
Thinking that when I was in Yan State, I had revealed my identity and told her that I had exchanged souls with Xia Yan, this girl was not too surprised at that time.
