Phi-Fic Chapter 244 Divorce of a Commoner
Chapter 244 Divorce of a Commoner
Wu Ziyan shook his head. What had he done wrong?
They sat in the pavilion at Shili Pavilion, and after a while, they heard the sound of horses' hooves.
It was a lark that came to pick them up on horseback.
Sima Lingchuan was clearly in low spirits, after all, his mother had committed such a serious crime.
If the entire family is implicated, then those who are direct relatives will certainly not survive.
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. She suddenly covered her face and cried in the car. Wu Ziyan was in pain all over her body and hadn't even cried yet.
"Lingchuan, why are you crying?"
"I...I can't bear to part with you, I can't bear to part with everyone."
Her tears, like pear blossoms in the rain, were truly heartbreaking, and her words sounded almost like she was giving her last words.
"What's there to be reluctant about? I'm not going to let you die."
"That was the Empress's order. It seems my brother and I are doomed."
"Neither you nor Lingyu will die, I said, because the Empress has entrusted everything to my elder sister and me."
Hearing that I wouldn't die made me feel much better instantly.
There was fear in his heart, and reluctance in his heart. Since he wouldn't die, he started to worry about other things.
内宫
The Empress sat at her desk, her expression indifferent, while Wu Chengye knelt on the ground.
She used to be arrogant and domineering, but now she looks like a stray dog.
The empress remained silent, kneeling there, and all that could be heard was a deep sigh from her.
What should she do with her second daughter?
"Inherit the business".
"Mother Queen."
"Do you know you were wrong?"
"I know I was wrong."
"Then where did you go wrong?"
This question really stumped her; she made many mistakes, enough to fill several memorials.
"Your mistake was that you shouldn't have killed your sister!" A teacup was thrown at her head.
He broke her forehead, and she didn't dare to move an inch.
Blood flowed down her face from her eyes to her cheeks and then dripped onto the ground.
The Empress's expression didn't change for a second: "Get out of here and go to the northern border to guard the frontier. You are not to return until summoned!"
Guarding the border, the northern border is better to the south, but to the north it is bitter cold for most of the year, with endless wind and snow.
Many soldiers couldn't withstand the cold and froze to death, as did those exiled to the frontier.
Not many people died from overwork in a year, but quite a few froze to death.
Although he survived, it was no different from being dead.
She kowtowed, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "Thank you, Mother Empress, for sparing my life!"
The Queen thought she could win her over, but she didn't expect that the girl would throw in a "what's the use" moment before leaving!
The Queen probably guessed her temperament and turned to speak to her again.
“If you’re going to leave, then leave quietly. It’s not like I’m asking you to do any hard labor.”
"It's just guarding border cities, do you know how heavy that burden is!"
She knew... damn it, she was the pampered Second Prince, truly born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
She grew up surrounded by servants and pampered with fine clothes and delicacies.
Later, she and the prime minister became somewhat similar, both stemming from a man who eventually became their own ambition!
"My son knows."
As a result, when she returned to the manor, she was escorted back by guards, without giving her any chance to escape.
When she returned, Sima Lingyu was standing at the door.
When the people in the mansion realized that her power had fallen, they all scattered in droves.
Although her house still looks luxurious, it has a somewhat desolate feel to it now.
Seeing Sima Lingyu waiting for her there, she was even slightly moved.
They say that even a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness, so even after something like this happened, he didn't leave her.
Although he was Sima Zongcheng's son and would soon die, perhaps in the end she would have to say sorry to him.
Escorted by two people, she walked to the gate of the mansion, her eyes filled with guilt: "Lingyu."
He received a piece of paper and smiled.
He handed the paper to Wu Chengye, who took it. On it were written three large characters: "Divorce Agreement"!
"Finally! This has nothing to do with you anymore, Wu Chengye!"
Wu Chengye felt like his whole body was about to split open; all the emotion he had just felt was for nothing.
She even considered hitting him, but saw that he showed no fear of her at all, and instead smiled.
That smile was just like the first time she unintentionally smiled at him; he looked so beautiful when he smiled.
But why did he stop smiling in the end? He had never smiled like that since they got married!
"Sima Lingyu, leaving me means death!"
"Won't I die if I don't leave you? Even if I die, I don't want to be buried in your tomb, Wu Chengye!"
With unwavering determination in his eyes, he stepped forward, took Wu Chengye's hand, and pressed his fingerprint onto the paper.
How could she have ever been manipulated by him like this before? She felt completely powerless, as if the sky had fallen.
The divorce agreement was made in duplicate, and both copies were stamped with fingerprints.
Wu Chengye laughed loudly, tore the divorce agreement to shreds, and scattered the pieces into the sky.
In this late autumn, it should have snowed by now, but instead, it started to drizzle.
She stood in the rain, with nothing left.
Before Sima Lingyu had taken two steps, he saw Cheng Yi holding an umbrella in the distance.
She was holding an umbrella in her hand, and it looked like she had rushed out in a hurry.
She stood there, watching them talk, seeing everything, but she just stood there silently.
She quickly stepped forward, opened the umbrella, and kept him from getting wet in the cold rain.
Wu Chengye roared hysterically in the rain, but Sima Lingyu didn't even turn his head.
They didn't even use the umbrella that Cheng Yi had brought.
The two shared an umbrella; perhaps his brother was right, he would meet good people.
And he felt that he had encountered it now.
"Deputy General Cheng, what brings you here?"
"His Highness ordered me to protect you, but I wasn't paying attention. When I went back and asked around, they said you had come out."
"I only found out you went back to the Second Prince's residence after asking around. I'm sorry I took the liberty of coming to find you."
"Thank you, Lieutenant General Cheng."
"Call me Cheng Yi, and I can call you Young Master Lingyu now."
In the divorce scene just now, both parties pressed their fingerprints, and from now on they owe each other nothing.
They were all innocent people, and their marriages were unrelated to each other.
"Cheng Yi".
When he called her name, he turned around. His eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't seem to be from sadness; rather, they seemed to be from happiness.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Did I upset you? Take this handkerchief and wipe yourself clean."
Cheng Yi, flustered and bewildered, pulled a handkerchief from his chest.
Even holding the umbrella at an angle, half of my shoulder was exposed to the rain.
Even so, she couldn't bear to let Sima Lingyu get wet in the rain.
He took the handkerchief and wiped his moist eyes.
Perhaps this is what a truly ordinary couple should be like.
Wu Chengye turned around to look at their backs, her eyes bloodshot, her fists clenched. She was unwilling to accept it!
Why is there no one who truly cares for her?
The rain, as if it knew people's hearts, fell heavier and heavier.
Wu Chengye remained standing in the rain until he could no longer see the figures in the distance.
Even the two guards escorting him opened their umbrellas and stood by indifferently.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Cheng Yi was afraid that Sima Lingyu would get sick from the rain.
She took off her outer robe and draped it over him.