"Yes." Long Qian just took a few steps, turned around, and returned to the table.
Yuan Feijing watched her pick up the pen, and her heart beat faster unconsciously.
"Add two or three more sentences. I have never seen such a simple He Li Shu. The prince will definitely not admit it."
"There are so many things you haven't seen before." Long Qian added a few words in the lower right corner with his pen.
Party A: Long Qian.
There is a blank space after the words "Party B" on the next line.
Long Qian sat back on the chair and pulled out another piece of paper.
"I even forgot to ask for two copies. Where is the red clay? Is it for fingerprints? Go and find the red clay for me."
A quarter of an hour later, Long Qian packed up two copies of the letter and went downstairs happily.
After having breakfast, they drove their horses straight to the mausoleum.
Cai Wenzhong's matter must be resolved, but her matter with Prince Ling cannot be delayed.
It's so good, why did she make such a mistake? Alas! I will never drink again.
Entering the mausoleum again, Long Qian's neck was still cold and there was a risk of his head falling off at any time.
"I want to see the prince now, please go and pass the news." Long Qian sat on the horse and waved his hand.
Yuan Feijing glanced at her, turned her horse's head, and left.
"Drive!" Long Qian gently pinched the horse's belly and followed slowly.
I have never experienced anything like divorce before, so I am still a little nervous.
Where can she go after getting out of here?
It seems like I can go anywhere, but there seems to be no place to go. Do I have to go back to my wandering days?
Is Qing'er still alive in this era? It's so annoying!
"Long Qian, we meet again."
An annoying girl interrupted Long Qian's train of thought.
When she reacted, she found that she had arrived outside Chu Dongling's courtyard.
"Good luck, Princess!" The two maids leaned forward.
Long Qian raised his head and glanced at the courtyard gate, then jumped off the horse.
"The prince wants to divorce his wife, don't you know?" Ning Xia raised her hand.
The maid went over to help her, not daring to say anything further.
"Princess, you are finally back." When Dingdang heard that Long Qian was back, he hurried over.
"Where have you been? I miss you so much."
"Go out for a walk." Long Qian just glanced at her, and his eyes fell on the door again.
So nervous! I wonder if Chu Dongling will sign her letter of divorce?
If he knew what happened last night, would he kill his wife directly and avoid divorcing her?
"Long Qian, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Ning Xia frowned and came to Long Qian with the help of her maid.
"No matter how reluctant you are to let go, the prince will never be yours!"
"He just said that he has no intention of marrying for the time being, but he has no objection to me moving in. Isn't this the best proof?"
"Long Qian, if you feel like it, leave on your own before the time comes..."
"How's it going?" Long Qian saw Yuan Feijing's figure and immediately went to meet him.
"The prince said he doesn't want to see you for the time being." Yuan Feijing shrugged.
Long Qian paused in his steps and became even more confused.
Does he really know what happened last night? Probably not. If he knew, he would have cheated on her long ago and there is no way he could have waited until now.
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know, he definitely doesn’t know!
"Hahaha..." Ning Xia laughed heartily, "I told you that the prince does not care about you, but you don't believe me?"
"You're not Long Qian, why would he keep you? Let's go, don't embarrass yourself here."
Long Qian hesitated for a moment, took out the treasured letter and handed it to Yuan Feijing.
"Why don't you send Heli Shu in for him to sign? I'm very busy and I have to leave today."
