"Why?" Qiqi stopped, looked up and met Wuming's deep gaze, and said in confusion: "What's the use?"

"I..." He couldn't tell why, why was he so persistently asking her to return the divorce letter to himself? He really didn't know, but he just wanted to take the thing back for no reason, and always felt that it should be placed on him and never left.

He didn't mean to destroy it that day, but he had anger and grievance in his heart that he couldn't even say, and he wanted to vent his anger and grievances for no reason. Fortunately, she would rather be injured than protect her divorce, otherwise the divorce book would be destroyed by herself.

When I thought of her being hurt under my palm, my heart felt uneasy. My eyes fell on her shoulders, and I could clearly see nothing, but I seemed to be able to see my palm prints falling on her head.

He sank his eyes and suddenly asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Qiqi was a little puzzled, not knowing what he was asking. Seeing that he was staring at his shoulder for a moment, she subconsciously turned her head and suddenly remembered.

When I looked up at him again, there was a clear smile on the corners of my lips: "It hurts, it hurts so much. I finally found you, but I didn't expect you to become so rough and hurt me."

"Sorry..." Wuming took a step back, not knowing what he was feeling guilty about.

I obviously didn't want to look at this woman halfway, but if there was her place, my eyes would always subconsciously lock on her, which was very strange.

He didn't understand what he was thinking, but he couldn't tell whether he was disgusted or something to this woman.

"Forget it, who made you have no feelings for us at that time..."

"I don't have any feelings for you now. I just want to divorce and get my own things back. Don't get me wrong." He blushed and immediately corrected.

Qiqi blinked his eyes, and suddenly, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I was so awkward that I was just the nameless hero in the past? I was clearly the person I knew so well, but I kept saying that I couldn't remember them.

After thinking about it, I just let it go, took out the divorce letter from the bracelet and wanted to hand it to him, but I was still a little hesitant.

Wuming didn't feel curious about her heaven and earth bracelet, as if the bracelet should have been like that. He had long been used to her actions in the bracelet from time to time.

I don’t know when this habit started, but I’ve become accustomed to it anyway.

Seeing her take out the divorce book, he stretched out his palm and wanted to take it away from her.

Qiqi put a hand behind his back, stared at his slightly changed face, and said seriously: "You promised not to ruin it first."

"No." He didn't have that thought, really didn't think about destroying it?

If you want to destroy it, why ask her to come? If you keep it in her bracelet, you will be out of sight. He is not so pretentious and does so many unnecessary and boring things.

Qiqi nodded, but said seriously: "Don't destroy it. I'm afraid you will regret it when you think of the past. After all, this thing has been with you for a long time."

Wuming also nodded. It was rare that there was no aura of dispute between the two people, and they gradually became more harmonious when they got along.

He took it after Qiqi handed the divorce letter to him. He originally wanted to take it to his arms casually, but when he swept the words written in blood on his head, his heart was hurt again.

To my wife Murong Qiqi... My wife... under what circumstances did he write these words at that time?

Since she has been divorced, why do you still use the word "my wife"? He really doesn't understand.

However, this time he was completely irresistible to these words. He clearly wrote them, but he had no impression but was sure, but he still couldn't understand why he called her "my wife"?

"What are you doing? You won't regret it again, right?" Qiqi stared at his serious eyes and frowned.

"It's not as bored as you." Wuming came back to his senses, folded the divorce book, carefully held it in his arms, looked at Qiqi again, and then stopped humming, turned around and left.

It was not until he stepped into the door that Qiqi withdrew his gaze and looked at the closed door next to his bedroom. He thought about going over and was afraid that he would disturb them. He hesitated for a while before he walked back to his bedroom.

Unexpectedly, there was a noticeable movement outside. She stopped and saw that Wuming's room had been opened. She shook her head at him before she turned around and returned to the yard.

A man and a horse galloped outside. After about half a stick of incense, the person had already arrived in front of the inn.

The visitor turned over and dismounted, and after a few words to the soldiers guarding outside the post station, he hurried into the door.

Seeing Qiqi in the yard, she stepped forward and bowed to her and said, "See Your Highness."

"Who sent the letter?" Qiqi looked at her and whispered: "Get up and talk."

Dongfeng stood up and handed the letter to her with both hands, still looking respectfully.

Although she knew that the girl didn't like these etiquettes, she was now His Highness.

In addition to Jiu Wan, Jiu Suo and Miss Yu'er who had been following her, the necessary etiquette was indispensable to others.

Qiqi ignored it, took the letter, opened it and glanced casually, and immediately added a little smile between his eyebrows.

He glanced at Dongfeng and said, "I understand this. You can go back and do your own thing."

"Yes, Your Highness." Dongfeng leaned towards her, and after saluting, he turned around and walked out of the yard. In a blink of an eye, he had already walked away with him.

As for Qiqi, after Dongfeng left, he hurried to the dormitory where Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu were with a letter, and turned around and disappeared behind the door.

Wuming had already returned to the room and did not disturb her conversation with Dongfeng. However, the man was still standing by the door, leaning his back behind the door, looking at the divorce letter in his hand, listening to the footsteps of her going to find Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu, another inexplicable feeling slowly flowed through his heart.

Suddenly, I became a little envious, and the object of envy was naturally the two guys in the room.

No matter what happened, the woman always went to discuss with them as soon as possible. When did she want to come to find him?

But after thinking about it, he felt that his idea was too boring. Now he couldn't even remember the past. Murong Qiqi came to him to discuss, what could he do? Isn't it normal to find Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu in advance?

He sighed slightly, returned to the bed and sat down, still picked up his divorce book, looked at the ugly words on his head, and suddenly he laughed out loud.

If you return your highness to the country, you will be the Empress of the entire Dream Clan in the future, but if you write the words crookedly, if you review the memorials in the future, I am afraid someone will have to help you?

Although his handwriting is not very good-looking, if he reviews memorials for her, it will be at least better. Otherwise, if such ugly words spread, she would lose all the face of the entire royal family.

Suddenly, the smile solidified on the corners of my lips again. When I read this divorce book again, my heart was completely in chaos.

Why did he want to help her review memorials? Those things are more than 100,800 miles away from him? Even if her words are ugly, someone will naturally do it for her.

She had several husbands around her, and he shouldn't have thought of his relationship with her so ambiguously, and he had agreed that he had nothing to do with her.

I don’t know what I was thinking about. After thinking about it, I put away my divorce papers again, kicked off my shoes, and lay down on the bed.

Just when I thought of Qiqi discussing things with the two men in the room not far away, I felt very uncomfortable.

Didn’t you agree that it was a family? Since it was a family, how could you throw him out alone when discussing the matter?

What else they say is not distinguishing each other is simply a lie. They are not a family with him.

I don’t know if he was angry or something, so he pulled the quilt over, covered his head and feet, covering his whole body.

I felt depressed and stuck in my chest in one breath, but I couldn't stretch it out.

The family... are lying to him, how can he look like a family like this? He is clearly an outsider.

I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. The more I thought about it, the more I became more energetic, and I couldn't fall asleep at all. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps caught his attention.

The unknown starry eyes were slightly opened, and when he heard the footsteps of the visitor stop outside his door, he immediately felt impulsive and wanted to sit up from the bed.

However, the impulse was suppressed by himself.

"Knock, knock, knock" The door was knocked, and outside the door, Qiqi's voice came in: "Wu Ming, have you slept?"

He didn't know whether he should respond, but he immediately posted it when he called him. Isn't it shameless?

I just hesitated for a while, but unexpectedly the person outside the door muttered, "I fell asleep so quickly", and turned around and was about to leave.

Wuming's face turned completely dark, so he knocked on the door three times, asked "Have you been asleep?" and he was about to turn around and leave immediately! How could this woman be like this? She has no patience at all!

Is there anyone who looks for someone like this?

Qiqi seemed to have no patience at all. No one answered, and he was really going to leave. However, after walking a few steps slowly, less than ten steps, the door behind him was suddenly opened from the inside.

For a moment, I obviously wanted to laugh, but my heart suddenly felt so sad that I almost started to cry.

They... lost him for a long time, half a month, God knows how everyone survived that half a month. Fortunately, he is still alive in front of everyone, and they have recovered the nameless hero who is so awkward but innocent.

With a tight grief in her eyes, she immediately turned around and looked at him with a look of surprise and said, "So you haven't slept yet? No one responded when knocking on the door just now, and she thought you were already asleep."

Wuming just glanced at her coldly, so he didn't discuss with her the issue of whether to sleep or not. Isn't that slap himself?

Qiqi didn't want to make him embarrassed either. In fact, it was already thankful that he could come back. Why bother him?
Chapter completed!