To put it bluntly, it doesn’t matter if you divorce your wife.
But Ji Xiuling came from a sect after all.
If you divorce her, won't you offend the Chongyun Sect behind her?
Is Emperor Cangyun so smart? He would do such a slap in the face?!
The main hall was silent for a while.
No one dared to speak, they all lowered their heads, not daring to express their anger, but uncontrollably glanced at the high platform from the corner of their eyes, full of unspeakable gossip and curiosity.
Emperor Cangyun raised his head and looked at Lord Yu, ignoring the looming murderous intent in his eyes.
"If Your Majesty thinks this is abandonment, then it's useless for me to explain. My original intention is just reconciliation." Emperor Cangyun said with neither arrogance nor humility.
Venerable Yu sneered: "What's the difference between divorce and divorce?"
Emperor Cangyun said calmly: "Of course there is."
Lord Yu looked at him condescendingly.
In the eyes of Lord Yu, Emperor Cangyun's meager strength is inferior to that of an ant.
But he dared to say in front of so many people that he wanted to break up with Ji Xiuling without fear, and he was not afraid of the threats and revenge of Chongyun Sect.
Venerable Yu knows exactly who the Cangyun Emperor is relying on.
Lord Lei, the man with the sword and others also know it.
For a moment, several people looked at Jun Wuchen on the side.
As a result, all they saw was Jun Wuchen and Yun Luo sitting in their original positions.
Yun Luo held a fruit plate in her hand and was eating them one by one. Jun Wuchen brought his own fruit plate over with great interest, picked the fruits and put them into hers.
The two of them looked relaxed and at ease, as if they were on an outing.
Compared with the tension and anxiety of other people in the hall, it is like being in two different worlds.
Seeing this scene, Venerable Lei couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Yi Shuiyue's eyes were cold, staring straight at the fruit plate in Yun Luo's hand, her eyes like a poisonous snake.
Yun Luo raised his head sharply and met her cold and terrifying eyes. He immediately raised his eyebrows and turned to Jun Wuchen and said, "Your red grape is good, I want to eat it."
"Is this one?" Jun Wuchen pricked the grape with a silver skewer and handed it to her mouth.
Yun Luo opened his mouth and bit it, his eyes curled up: "It's so sweet."
"Do you want more?" Seeing that she seemed to like her, Jun Wuchen asked softly.
Yun Luo raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw Yi Shuiyue's angry and cold eyes on the high platform, the veil on his face trembled slightly, and he raised his lips and smiled: "No, just eat it yourself."
The two interacted intimately, as if there was no one around.
The sword-wielding man sitting on the left smiled slightly: "The relationship between Prince Jing and Princess is really good, but now is not the time to discuss what to eat, right?"
The man's tone of voice was quite gentle, as if he was joking, but there was no malice in it.
Yun Luo raised his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.
Jun Wuchen said calmly: "When was that?"
"Your father divorced his wife in public, don't you want to say something?" The man with the sword raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What's there to say? It's just my father's housework."
Jun Wuchen lazily picked out a juicy fruit, put it into Yun Luo's fruit plate, and said mockingly: "Even if the three major sects are powerful, they won't even interfere in other people's private affairs, right?
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This is said as if the three major sects all have nothing to do after they are full, and they only care about the nosy business of mothers-in-law.
The man with the sword twitched his lips slightly: "This matter has nothing to do with our Qingyun Sect. Prince Jing does not need to take me with him."