The paper began with the words "Cooperation Agreement" written neatly in large characters, followed by:

King Shang Xiye and commoner girl Ji Fengyao formed a nominal marriage based on a business partnership.

Adhering to the cooperative attitude of sincerity and mutual support, and in order to maximize the interests of both parties and minimize suspicion, the following obligations and taboos are hereby proposed, which both parties shall keep in mind and abide by.

If either party violates any of the above three conditions, the partnership will automatically terminate.

The other party may leave on their own, and the party who violates this rule shall not harass them.

Upon seeing the words "You may leave on your own, but do not harass me," Shang Xiye felt a throbbing vein in her temple.

She wants to leave on her own?

She also hoped that he wouldn't bother her after she left?

Moreover, looking at the taboos she listed later, every word and sentence revolved around intimate touching.

Does she hate it so much that he touches her?

Or perhaps, because of Black Owl's affair, she had already guessed that he had also been to Black Purgatory, so like those people, she actually harbored resentment towards him for a long time, which is why she couldn't wait to draw a line between them.

Shang Xiye suddenly reached out, his fingers, unusually pale due to the ice talisman, grasping the half-written note on the paper. He forcefully bent the paper, quickly crumpling it, intending to tear it to shreds, but then abruptly stopped halfway. If she had truly already decided to leave, even if he destroyed a thousand or ten thousand contracts, he could never erase the part of her heart.

The sorrow in his heart and the long-suppressed anger that he could never find an outlet for made his vision go black.

He seemed to see again the scene where he angrily rebuked Black Hawk for his dissolute and self-destructive behavior:

He was fifteen years old at the time, and had already begun to show his talent on the battlefield. He was at the age when he was young and fearless, and thought that he could forget his past and pain by venting his passion and fighting the enemy.

At that time, Black Owl was sixteen years old. He spent his days drinking and getting drunk, frequenting brothels and brothels, and seducing the top courtesans in various places.

Before one of his campaigns, he stormed into a brothel and found Black Owl drunk, embracing a girl. He smashed the brothel to pieces, then grabbed Black Owl by the collar and dragged him out of the brothel.

He would always remember the moment he threw Black Owl onto the carriage, when Black Owl suddenly opened his drunken, hazy eyes and looked at him with a half-smile, saying those words.

Black Owl said, "Little Nine, do you think you can just forget some things? You're too naive. Even if you lose your memory, the world will remember you forever and then use all sorts of desperate methods to make you know the truth again."

The force in his hand suddenly disappeared, and Shang Xiye gradually withdrew his hand.

The emotions on his face and in his eyes also vanished, leaving only a deathly stillness.

If she wants to sign the contract, he will; it's just another person leaving again, it doesn't matter.

"No sorrow!"

His deep, resonant voice showed no sign of dislike or impatience, yet it exuded an exceptionally cold, bone-chilling coldness.

Upon hearing this voice, Wuying, standing at the door, involuntarily straightened up.

Since his master had fallen for the princess, he hadn't heard his master speak in this tone for a long time, at least not when his master and the princess were alone.

What happened all of a sudden?

Wu Shang pushed open the door with a puzzled look and saw that Shang Xiye had indeed reverted to his previous aloof and unapproachable state. His gaze fell on the paper on the small square table, which had been turned over and whose writing was only vaguely visible, but whose content was not clear: "Your Highness?"