Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 201 - Belated Divorce Letter
"This is my family business after all, thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it!"

The word "family affairs" that was light and fluffy immediately made Qin Yin and Xing Yenan shut up all the thousands of words that had been prepared.

The two had no choice but to change the topic and stay in the cold palace with Li Qingmei.

In the cold palace, the three of them found out the chess pieces carved by Li Qingmei himself in the early years, and took a quiet time among the shengxiao and xiaoliang in the palace, until the gate of the palace was about to be locked. Not to worry, he left Gale Palace reluctantly.

They have ten thousand ways to take her away, but they lack a justifiable identity.

And these are all unimportant, if she wants to go, even if there is no way ahead, they still have the confidence to fight a bloody way for her.

The most important thing is that she refused to leave, she would rather paint the ground as a prison, even if she was hit by the south wall, she would not regret it.Such a staunch woman, they didn't worry at all that she would be overwhelmed by love and choose to commit suicide.

After sending Qin Yin and Xing Yenan away, Li Qingmei wandered in the deep palace like a wandering ghost, not knowing where her soul returned.

"Princess, Your Majesty ordered his subordinates to hand over an imperial decree to you, and ordered you to personally enact it."

Feng Zhan's face was filled with uncontrollable joy, he knew that His Majesty would not forget the princess, he knew it!
"Servant Li Qingmei, kneel down to welcome the imperial edict."

"Hey, princess, why do you have to be so outrageous!"

Li Qingmei twitched the corners of his mouth far-fetchedly, squeezed out an awkward smile, and respectfully raised the imperial decree that Feng Zhan handed over his head.

It's coming, it's coming.

I don't know if this imperial decree is a letter of divorce, or a reminder to order her to drink a glass of poisoned wine to commit suicide?
"Princess, don't you open it to see the contents of the imperial decree?"

She originally wanted to leave herself with the last dignity and pride, but the burning expectations of Feng Zhan and Qing Ge made her unable to take the pace of fleeing.

Hey, kindness is hard to come by, she is glad that there are few people around at this time.

She slowly spread out the bright yellow imperial decree, and what caught her eyes was a thin letter. He didn't write the decree on the bright yellow brocade book, maybe because he didn't want to be the first one after he became the throne. Imperial decree, waste it on a meaningless person like her.

She spread out the letter paper nervously. It was obvious that the content of the letter paper was written by someone else. Maybe he felt that writing a divorce letter himself would be a blasphemy to himself.

"Since two hearts are different, it is difficult to return to one mind. I hope that after you and my husband and wife are separated, you will comb your temples again, sweep your crescent eyebrows beautifully, and present a graceful posture. You will be the master of high-ranking officials. Let go of grievances and knots, let alone hate each other .One difference and two wide, everyone is happy."

The inscription was Sikong Que's scribbled signature, and the place where the strokes fell seemed to reveal endless sadness.

She secretly rejoiced that Sikong Que did not use extremely vicious words in the divorce letter to slander her old relationship with him. Judging from the meaning of the divorce letter, she is now a second wife, and Sikong Que did not restrain her. Freedom, she felt a little lost in her heart, but it quickly returned to normal. Isn't this the best result she expected?

Feng Zhan and Qing Ge at the side had already read the thin letter with Li Qingmei, driven by curiosity, and they all looked at each other in dismay, embarrassed and didn't know how to comfort Li Qingmei.

"princess."

"Call me Qingmei~"

"Or Li Qingmei!"

"Feng Zhan, can I leave the palace now?"

"I'm sorry, Wang Qingmei. I don't know what this edict is about."

"It's ok……"

She patted Feng Zhan's frustrated shoulder reassuringly.

"I have another imperial edict here. Your Majesty ordered me to give you the second imperial edict only after you have read the first imperial edict."

With the shocking lesson learned earlier, Feng Zhan took out the second imperial edict from the brocade box, and the palms of his hands began to be wet with cold sweat uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)