At this moment, Dongfang Wanqing quickly reprimanded her. "Ruoli, how can you criticize the Emperor and the Empress? Leave now."
"Yes."
Dongfang Ruoli ran away, feeling wronged.
"Jiancheng, Ruoli is still young and she wants to protect you. Please don't blame her." Dongfang Wanqing looked at Murong Jiancheng gently.
Murong Jiancheng didn't say a word and just said, "Wanqing, you can leave as well."
Dongfang Wanqing froze for a moment, but she smiled and said, "Alright, Your Majesty. Don't forget to bandage your wound. I'll leave first."
Dongfang Wanqing left.
Murong Jiancheng lowered his eyes to look at the 'divorce letter' in his hands. This' divorce letter 'made his heart ache.
Ruoli was right. She was too arrogant and willful. She snatched him away when she was in love with him. Now that she no longer loved him, she kicked him away.
He thought he might as well sign his name and get a divorce.
But then he thought of the first few months of their marriage, the way she looked at him with sparkling eyes, the way she carefully tried to please him, and the way she attacked him passionately. He felt that although she was a little arrogant and willful, she was simple, innocent, and romantic. He really liked her, and he couldn't forget her.
Murong Jiancheng was so angry he wanted to vomit blood. He had been tormented by that woman.
He turned around and suddenly saw a smear of red on the bed.
He hadn't noticed it before, but now he saw a bright red dudou lying on the bed.
He quickly walked forward and picked up the red dudou.
The dudou was fragrant. It was her feminine scent.
He had seen it inside her clothes before. It was the red dudou she had been wearing just now.
At this moment, a small piece of paper floated down. There was a line of words on it. One look and he could tell that it was her handwriting. It was exactly the same as the words in the 'divorce letter'.
Her handwriting wasn't elegant. In fact, it was crooked and ugly. On the other hand, he had been influenced by the royal family since he was young. His handwriting was elegant and beautiful.
On the small piece of paper was written — - A breakup gift for you.
A breakup gift?
A keepsake for him?
Murong Jiancheng was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He was about to faint.
…
Outside.
Dongfang Ruoli pouted her lips aggrievedly. "Aunt Qing, His Majesty has never been so strict with me before. Just because I said a few words about Bei Yuewu, His Majesty got angry. I think His Majesty has really been bewitched by that demoness!"
Dongfang Wanqing's face was still elegant and gentle, but her eyes were cold and venomous. "Back then, if His Majesty hadn't agreed, would Bei Yuewu have been able to marry into the Royal Family and become the Empress? Back then, Murong Lang, so many women threw themselves at him, trying their best to seduce him, but he didn't even bat an eye at them. But the moment Bei Yuewu appeared, he fell for her tricks. During the first few months of their marriage, if he didn't want Bei Yuewu, would she have forced him? "
Dongfang Ruoli gritted her teeth in hatred. "Bei Yuewu is a demoness. She's so good at seduction that even women like us turn red, let alone men …"
Before she could finish her sentence, Dongfang Wanqing glared at her coldly.
Dongfang Ruoli quickly corrected herself. "His Majesty is really blind. Aunt Qing, you're the Holy Lady, pure and flawless. How could he abandon you for this demoness? Are all men so depraved?"
Dongfang Wanqing retracted her gaze. "Bei Yuewu is no ordinary demoness. She's full of tricks and is extremely good at seducing men. Now that she's back, I thought that His Majesty would punish her heavily and sever ties with her. But things have gone beyond my expectations. Not only did His Majesty not punish her, I heard that he even carried her back to his room. The two of them had obviously rolled around on the bed …"
With that, Dongfang Wanqing paused. She recalled the red undergarment on the bed. She had seen it just now.
She and Murong Jiancheng were childhood sweethearts and she knew his character very well. He was handsome and strategic, and had never been interested in women since he was young. Before he got married, he didn't even have a single servant in his room.
He was extremely conservative and if she hadn't seen the red undergarment on the bed today, she wouldn't have been able to imagine the extent to which he and Bei Yuewu had been fooling around in his room.
Bei Yuewu must have used all sorts of methods to seduce him.
Dongfang Wanqing's heart itched at the thought of this.
But she didn't show it on her face. "Ruoli, you don't have to worry about the Empress. You'll be married to His Majesty in a few days. You'll be the new Empress."
At the mention of this, Dongfang Ruoli's face instantly flushed with embarrassment and sweetness. Just the thought of Lu Yeming's handsome face and his dignified, regal aura made Dongfang Ruoli's legs turn to jelly.
Monk Xuanyi's words had come true. Once the Fairy Star was gone, she would walk to the Emperor Star's side and become the mother of the world.
"Alright, His Majesty is outside and hasn't left yet. Go and see your future husband."
"Yes."
…
Dongfang Ruoli hurriedly ran out. She saw two figures in front of her. One was Lu Yeming standing in the dark with Fan Men by his side. Fan Men was reporting something to him in a low voice.
Dongfang Ruoli's face flushed red. She mustered up her courage and said, "Your Highness."
Lu Yeming slowly turned around, his deep almond-shaped eyes landing on her face.
Fan Men instinctively retreated to the side.
Dongfang Ruoli walked up to him and said shyly, "Your Highness, you will soon become my husband. I deeply love and respect you. After we get married, I will definitely fulfill my duties as a good wife and quickly … quickly give birth to a son for you. I will give birth to the Crown Prince of Country A."
Lu Yeming's handsome face was devoid of any emotion. As he looked at the familiar face in front of him, he slowly raised his hand and touched her face.
This was the second time he had touched her face.
Although he hated her, he was very fond of her face.
Dongfang Ruoli's heart thumped wildly at the thought of this.
After caressing her face for a while, he retracted his hand. "Let's go back first."
Dongfang Ruoli nodded obediently. "Mm."
She left happily.
Lu Yeming watched as her figure disappeared from his sight. He walked over to his room with a confused expression on his face. He pushed open the back door.
His backyard was filled with red beans.
The red beans from the Snow Mountain Residence had been carefully transplanted here. The red beans were blooming beautifully.
Lu Yeming slowly knelt down on one knee and plucked a red bean with his slender fingers.
Furrowing his brows, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. There was a metallic taste in his throat and a stream of blood trickled down the corner of his lips.
Fan Men was shocked and quickly rushed forward. "Master, it's been so long. Why are you still vomiting blood?"
After Mo 'er passed away, he had taken on the Murong surname and married Dongfang Ruoli, resuming his original path of life.
But he had never felt better.
Just the thought of her made him vomit blood.
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