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Chapter 55

Yao Yuechan's weight in his heart was not as important as this great country.

Song Qinghuan watched Xiao Wei write the letter of divorce. Although it was not written for himself, he felt that every word was heartbreaking.

A few cursory words, but just a few words, he abandoned a woman who shared his bed and was loved by him countless times.

"As you wish." Xiao Wei threw away the pen in his hand, picked up the divorce letter he had just written and threw it in front of Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan picked it up unhurriedly, read the words on it carefully, with a smile on his face, but still handed it to Xiao Wei: "Your Majesty hasn't stamped it yet."

Xiao Wei looked at Song Qinghuan, wishing he could tear her bones apart immediately.

But no matter how passionate his heart was, he couldn't just walk away casually.

In less than a month, his forces were attacked to pieces, and he could not stop them.

He reached out to take the divorce letter and took it into his arms. Only then did he realize that he didn't take the seal with him when he went out. He looked up and saw the indifference in Song Qinghuan's eyes. He was so cruel that he simply bit his finger and pressed his fingerprints on the divorce letter.

Come.

Only then did Song Qinghuan smile with satisfaction and nodded to Xunmei: "The prince is going to send someone to deliver a divorce letter to Miss Yao, so just go with him. When you come back, the deal between me and the prince will be considered complete."

The guard who had received the order to deliver the divorce letter looked at Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei's anger had nowhere to vent, so he could only wave his hand and follow Song Qinghuan's toss.

From the time he was born until now, he has always had to threaten others, but this was the first time he was threatened by others.

Although he was unwilling to accept such insults, he finally suppressed them. As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Xiao Wei didn't know what Song Qinghuan was thinking about at this moment, but her back and palms were all sweaty at the moment.

Song Youyu, the leader, was in a turbulent mood. He was knocked unconscious by a knife from one of Xiao Wei's guards. No one made any noise anymore, and the entire Yizhuang became eerily quiet.

The sky gradually became brighter, and not only Xiao Wei but also Song Qinghuan were anxious.

The person who went to deliver the letter did not return for a long time. Song Qinghuan's heart was in his throat, his head was lowered and he couldn't help twisting the hem of his clothes.

Time passed little by little, and Xiao Wei's people came back from patrolling around. They whispered a few words in his ear. His expression changed and he cursed angrily: "Splash people."

Then he strode towards Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan looked at Xiao Wei's expression and knew that he was afraid that he knew about it, so he turned around and ran away.

But after all, she was a prostitute, so how could she get past Xiao Wei? After just a few steps, she asked him to pull up her collar and catch her.

"Pah..." The slap came down extremely crisply.

Song Qinghuan was beaten so hard that he couldn't even stand still. He stumbled and fell to the ground. Half of his face was numb. His ears were buzzing as if he was going deaf, but he could still hear Xiao Wei's angry voice.

"Song Qinghuan, how dare you eat everything inside and outside, I really can't do anything to you."

After saying this, he raised his foot and kicked Song Qinghuan again.

This time when I saw this posture, I immediately rolled in a circle and turned away. Seeing that he was about to raise his feet, I reached out and took out a silver needle and pierced his ankle.

Xiao Wei's feet suddenly went weak and he fell to the ground. He didn't expect Song Qinghuan to be so vicious and even carry a silver needle with him.

Seeing him fall, Song Qinghuan quickly got up, stepped forward and pulled out the hairpin on his head, took out the sharp sword inside and cut the ropes around Song Youyu and Liu Ping Texue.

"Come here, stop the princess and the others quickly." The guard who had just whispered to Xiao Wei helped Xiao Wei stand up and immediately gave the order.

Song Youyu was knocked unconscious and was still dazed at this time. Liu Ping and Ta Xue were both servants and had never seen such a scene. Their legs were weak.

Song Qinghuan dragged the three of them, and it was impossible to escape.

Before anyone could even step out of Yizhuang, they were surrounded.

Xiao Wei bent down and pulled out the silver needle from his ankle. He still felt weak in his legs and feet, but he couldn't care less at this time and immediately ordered: "Take the people and move to the place."

Song Qinghuan was clearly stalling for time.

This woman was smarter than he thought. At first, he was on guard against her going to bring in reinforcements and kept a close eye on her. He never expected that she would not do anything even though she knew about it, and instead used Yao Yuechan as an excuse.

People really thought she had a jealous temper.

I'm afraid she had already made arrangements before she left the palace, so she naturally had the ability to report the news.

Xiao Wei hated that iron could not become steel, and really underestimated Song Qinghuan.

I can't stay here any longer and must move to another place immediately.

Xiao Wei was not stupid, but it was a pity that the meeting was too late. A group of guards knocked over the coffin and memorial tablet placed in the Yizhuang. They finally tied up Song Qinghuan and others, but before they could go out, they were surrounded by King Yu's people.

Although Xiao Mu, King of Yu, was the legitimate prince, in the early years he could not even raise his head in front of his second brother, Xiao Wei. Today, he strode into the courtyard from outside with his head held high and his chest high.

Before he saw anyone, he yelled: "Second brother, what are you doing?"

Xiao Wei's expression remained motionless, with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Song Qinghuan gloomily, and then turned his gaze to Xiao Mu again: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Before he lost his face, Xiao Mu was too lazy to act and laughed sarcastically: "Second brother, you are so forgetful. I'm afraid you won't remember where I am now."

Sheng'er paused and said again: "Before dawn, there are people beating drums to complain. The eldest brother is doing official work. I didn't expect that the second brother is here."

Xiao Wei clenched his fists loudly, suppressed the depression in his heart, and forced out a smile: "I don't know who beat the drum to complain for no reason."

"My brother-in-law offended someone and did something. I just accompanied my princess to deal with it."

He asked Xiao Mu again: "But haven't I ever bothered my eldest brother?"

Song Qinghuan's mouth was covered tightly and she couldn't utter a single word. Her head was pressed and she stepped back, feeling extremely anxious.

Xiao Mu glanced around and didn't even see Song Qinghuan's figure. He couldn't help but his face darkened and asked Xiao Wei: "Oh, speaking of the Song family's young master, he is considered a relative of the emperor. He has offended someone so much that he wanted to kill his second brother."

Came here so early in the morning to deal with it."

"Why don't you see your second younger sister? Speaking of which, she saved your sister-in-law last time, but I was anxious and caused a misunderstanding. I happened to see her today and wanted to thank her."

"There's no need to say thank you. After all, we're also a family. We saved my sister-in-law and we're bound by fate, so there's no need to be polite."

The two brothers exchanged blows with each other. Although they had smiles on their faces, they could not hide their tense aura.

Xiao Mu didn't see Song Qinghuan and was extremely anxious. Seeing Xiao Wei protecting her and preparing to leave in a big way, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.

Before the pride in Xiao Wei's eyes reached the bottom of his eyes, Song Qinghuan's tragic cry for help came from the corner: "Your Highness King Yu, help me...

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