Selling wife for fame? Kick out the scumbag and marry the new emperor to enjoy the harem of favors

Chapter 32 Heli Shu

As soon as Wu Que finished speaking, he was kicked in the knee by someone behind him. His knee hurt and he was forced to kneel down immediately.

He wanted to stand up again, but Chunrong winked at the person behind him, and the person standing behind Wu Que immediately stepped forward and held him down.

Wu Que struggled hard, but it was of no use. In the end, he could only kneel down obediently on the ground, looking up with resentment at the woman who was sitting at the coffee table not far away, sipping tea elegantly and calmly.

"Why are you still so angry? The Emperor spared your life and the death penalty because you voluntarily surrendered your private property and surrendered in time. You should be grateful every day and start a new life."

Xie Jiu pinched the cup lid and scraped the cup lightly.

The friction between the porcelains made a slight sound, which seemed to hit people's hearts, making Wu Que's emotions tense up quickly.

He didn't know when it started, but Wu Que found that besides anger, he also felt a hint of fear when facing Xie Jiu.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to.

Now he is like an ant under Xie Jiu's feet. As long as Xie Jiu wants, he can crush him into mud effortlessly at any time.

"You don't have to tell me these hypocritical nonsense. Just tell me what you want to do." Wu Que stiffened his neck, trying his best not to look too embarrassed.

Xie Jiu smiled brightly, "Is that so? Then if I say I want your life, will you give it to me?"

After he finished speaking, he looked annoyed and sighed.

"Your Majesty is such a fool! I just pretended to ask for mercy, but he actually pardoned your death sentence. It's really a headache."

After these words were spoken, the color on Wu Que's face, which was originally filled with anger, quickly faded.

He was really scared.

In Xie Jiu's eyes, he clearly saw the cold and sharp murderous intent, which made him feel frightened and even a little collapsed.

"Now I am like a lost dog, are you still not satisfied?"

Wu Que's voice was trembling, anger mixed with regret, as well as a bit of fear and blame.

"I wanted to send you to the palace to serve the emperor, and I was wrong to do you that. But this wasn't my idea alone. Your father was also involved. Why are you targeting me alone?"

"What's more, I was only imagining it at the time and hadn't taken any action. You took the initiative to climb onto the bed in Chengming Palace. I never forced you. Now you are the emperor's favorite, taking advantage of everything, and yet you turn around and blame me for harming and torturing me. But if it weren't for me, would you be able to have everything you have today?!"

When this twisted logic was spoken, Chunrong and Qingfang were so angry that they almost laughed while listening to it.

It was clearly his fault that he failed to harm others, and now he has shot himself in the foot. It would have been fine if he didn't regret it, but he actually felt that Xie Jiu should be grateful to him, and that it was a great blessing for Xie Jiu to become the emperor's new favorite because of him.

It's really shameless!
At this moment, his words made Xie Jiu's eyes turn cold.

Xie Jiu stood up, walked slowly to him, bent down slightly, and stared into his eyes.

"You mean, I should thank you?"

Wu Que's throat felt a little tight, and he pursed his lips, not knowing how to start.

But Xie Jiu continued.

"But do you know? I once had a nightmare. In it, you forced me to serve you in the palace. I tried every possible way, using both soft and hard tactics, and struggled mightily, but all I got in return was being forced off a cliff and shattered to pieces. Do you know the pain of shattered bones and blood draining away to death?"

"Well, it was just a dream after all." Wu Que felt guilty for no reason.

"Dream?" Xie Jiu sneered, slowly straightened up, and looked down at him, "What if I really died once and crawled out of hell?"

At this moment, facing Xie Jiu's eyes that were like the abyss of ice, Wu Que seemed to really feel that he had met the god of death who was taking his life. His neck was strangled tightly and he couldn't utter a word.

But unexpectedly, just when he felt cold all over and was about to collapse, Xie Jiu suddenly showed tenderness on his face and raised the corner of his lips and said.

"Look how scared you are. It was just a joke. Why do you take it so seriously?" These words made Wu Que feel like he was being teased. However, the oppression and suffocation he felt just now were so real that he dared not relax for a moment.

"Don't worry, I won't take your life now." Xie Jiu walked back to the coffee table, sat down calmly, and took a sip of tea. "Sign this and you can leave."

As she spoke, Qingfang walked quickly forward, holding a tray with paper, pen and ink.

When Wu Que saw it, his face suddenly turned pale.

"He Lishu?"

He looked up at Xie Jiu, his face showing humiliation but suppressed anger.

"You were the one who committed the Seven Grounds for Divorce by having an affair with a man outside your family. I have done my utmost by not writing a letter of divorce, and yet you still want me to sign one. Mrs. Xie, please don't go too far!"

"Having an affair with a man outside your family? Do you have any evidence?" Xie Jiu only glanced at him indifferently. "If there is no evidence, it is slander."

Wu Que gritted his teeth. He naturally had no evidence. Even if he did, would he dare to say it or produce it?
The other party is the emperor, how dare I offend him.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Que suppressed the humiliation in his heart, silently picked up the pen, and signed the divorce agreement.

Qingfang quickly put the paper away and presented it to Xie Jiu.

Xie Jiu glanced at the divorce letter and was about to say something when he suddenly felt an upset in his stomach. He quickly picked up a handkerchief to cover his mouth and dry-heaved.

I thought it was probably because I ate too much iced fruit and my stomach was feeling uncomfortable.

But her actions took on a different meaning in Wu Que's eyes.

"Are you pregnant?!"

Xie Jiu paused, covering his mouth with his hand. He was about to curse, but then he thought of something. He put down his handkerchief and said with a smile, "Shouldn't you congratulate me?"

Congratulations? Wu Que's face darkened. He felt that the anger he had been suppressing in his chest was about to burst.

It had been almost two years since Xie Jiu got married to him, and there was still no good news about her pregnancy. But now, after being with Zhao Xingjin for just over a month, she was pregnant.

Isn't this another slap in his face?

Moreover, when Wu Que thought that Xie Jiu would have a firm foothold in the harem in the future after having this child, and that he would always be nailed to the pillar of shame because of Xie Jiu's favor, he felt like he was going crazy.

But how could he dare to do that? At this moment, he could only guard his life which he had saved with great difficulty.

I dare not act rashly anymore.

Xie Jiu didn't want to stay with him any longer. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he felt it was quite boring, so he had him thrown out.

Today's goal has been achieved, and I'm too lazy to bother with other things.

After taking the divorce agreement, Xie Jiu got on the carriage and headed back to the Xie family.

When she leaves the palace, she has to take care of everything one by one, without having to put in too much effort.

Xie Mansion.

Xie Mingshen was handling official business in the study. When he heard that Xie Jiu had returned, he immediately put down what he was holding.

"Why are you back at this time? What did you say you were going to do?"

"No," the servant who came to report answered truthfully, "The young lady has gone to pay her respects to the mistress first. Would you like to come over and sit down?"

(End of this chapter)