"Oh, Miss Ren is pregnant with twins. Congratulations!"
Zhu Zhi raised his fist at Lu Xiaoyun.
Lu Xiaoyun straightened her back, and her strong physique as a martial artist immediately made Zhu Zhi's hollowed-out body look three points shorter.
Zhu Zhi: "...Zhu Yu, don't push your luck."
These words were spoken in a soft and weak tone, posing no threat whatsoever to Lu Xiaoyun.
After announcing the news, Lu Xiaoyun went into the study.
She had barely reached the old emperor and hadn't even had a chance to speak when a huge stack of memorials that Zhang Zhongwei had just gathered up was slammed down on Lu Xiaoyun's head.
Lu Xiaoyun had no choice but to endure the anger and did not try to escape.
The old emperor, panting heavily, said, "Are you all trying to drive me crazy?!"
Lu Xiaoyun had no choice but to lift her robe and kneel down.
"Speak! Speak up! What's with this divorce agreement?! Who gave you permission to write this divorce agreement without my permission?! Where do you put the dignity of the royal family?! What do you take my imperial decree of marriage for?!"
"If you don't like it, just find some fault, a cup of poison, a white silk noose—isn't that easy? You don't even know how to deal with the women in your own backyard!"
"If you don't know how, go learn! There are so many noble families in Shengjing City, every family has its share of these kinds of things going on. What, have you forgotten about the Northwest while leading troops into battle?!"
Lu Xiaoyun opened her mouth, but then leaned down and pressed her head against her forehead: "Father, I know I was wrong. I wrote this divorce agreement when I was blinded by anger as soon as I woke up. Please do not issue an edict to divorce me."
The old emperor plopped down on the dragon throne: "Do you think I'm old and senile? Back then, would you have written a divorce agreement? Even for the sake of the Duke of Zhenguo, a divorce decree was more than enough to save face for the Duke of Zhenguo's family!"
The old emperor slammed his hand on the divorce papers on his desk, saying, "Look at the wording yourself! Was it written in a fit of rage? Do you think I don't know that everyone in Shengjing calls you the 'Number One Demon King of Shengjing'? Offending you means the death of a whole bunch of people. Back then, it was already a miracle you didn't kill Lu Xiaoyun. Would you have even written a divorce paper like this?!"
Lu Xiaoyun could only bow her head and bear the old emperor's wrath.
The old emperor was so angry that his chest heaved. He was more angry than he had been in all of his twenty-odd years as emperor.
His face darkened: "Go back. The imperial decree for divorce will be issued to the Prince of An's residence and the Duke of Zhenguo's residence after the court session tomorrow."
Lu Xiaoyun exclaimed in surprise, "Father!"
The old emperor waved his hand coldly: "You wrote the divorce papers yourself, there's no room for discussion. Get out!"
"Father!"
Zhang Zhongwei stepped forward to help Lu Xiaoyun up: "Your Highness, please go back first. The Emperor is in a bad mood right now."
Lu Xiaoyun had no choice but to bow to the old emperor before getting up and leaving.
It seems there's no going back on the decision to divorce Zhu Yu.
Lu Xiaoyun returned to the Prince An's residence, where Consort Duan was waiting for her in the front hall.
Upon seeing Lu Xiaoyun, she hurried forward and anxiously asked, "How did it go? I heard that the Emperor is going to issue an edict for you and Xiaoyun to divorce?"
Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her temples wearily: "Yes, Father will issue the decree tomorrow."
"Why, Yu'er? What happened? Why did the Emperor issue an edict ordering you and Xiao Yun to divorce?"
Lu Xiaoyun had a headache and didn't know how things had developed to this point.
It's a tangled mess, impossible to unravel.
He could only say, "Xiaoyun still holds a grudge against me for how I treated him before, so even though I realized I was wrong, I couldn't make amends. He kept begging me for a divorce agreement, and I had no choice but to agree to give him the divorce agreement as long as he recovers well."
"So I wrote it a few days ago and put it in the study. But who knew that things would turn out so coincidentally? Yesterday, the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo came to see Xiaoyun. I had someone lead him to the study. At that time, the wind picked up and blew the divorce papers to the ground, where he found them. That's how this whole series of events happened."
"Yu'er, you're so foolish! How could you agree to let such a good girl like Xiaoyun write a divorce agreement?"
But then she thought again, something's not right: "But Chunfang told me that you've been sleeping with Xiaoyun every day lately. Either she comes to your yard or you go to her yard, why would she still be thinking about divorcing you?"
Lu Xiaoyun smiled bitterly and could only continue to make up a story: "Divorce sounds bad, so he wanted to ask for a divorce agreement, so it was just a pretense. In reality, she slept on the couch and I slept on the bed."
"You, you! How can a grown man let a girl sleep in his bed? No wonder Xiaoyun is heartbroken over you; you have no regard for her whatsoever."
Lu Xiaoyun could only shut up; there was no way to explain it.
In reality, these past few days, Zhu Yu has been making excuses, one after another, and even secretly had someone take the bed from the house to the kitchen to burn as firewood.
They slept in the same bed the whole time.
What could she say?
Consort Duan then thought to herself, "Wait a minute, so much time has passed. Xiao Yun's health has almost fully recovered, and Yu'er is a caring person. As long as we take care of her, nothing will happen."
"You two have been living in the same room for so long, yet you haven't consummated your marriage?"
Lu Xiaoyun blushed: "No, no." The thought of her touching her own body felt awkward.
Consort Duan didn't know what to say: "You, you, you're so confused... Since you have her in your heart and don't want to be separated from her, why don't you take advantage of her health and consummate your marriage as soon as possible?"
Lu Xiaoyun: "...Mother, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"What's wrong with that? Now you two are going to separate, and you'll each marry someone else and have children with them. Will that make you feel better?"
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
Lu Xiaoyun couldn't help but shudder. Zhu Yu married someone else? Bearing children for someone else while carrying a man's body?
Oh my god!
But why did she feel a slight pang of sadness in her heart?
“Unless you don’t have her in your heart, Yu’er, sometimes you have to play a little trick in a relationship, otherwise it will be too late like your mother and your father.”
Lu Xiaoyun looked up at Consort Duan.
"No, you can't just get a divorce like this. It's all my fault. I'll go to the palace right now and tell you that the divorce letter was written by me, imitating your handwriting."
“Just say it’s because I dislike Lu Xiaoyun so much and want you to marry Ren Yong’an that I did this. You forgot, those letters to Ren Yong’an were also written by your mother in imitation of your handwriting.”
Lu Xiaoyun shook her head in a hoarse voice: "My personal seal is on it."
"Just say that I stole your personal seal and stamped it on."
Lu Xiaoyun gave a bitter smile: "Mother, if my private seal could be stolen so easily by you, what would become of the Prince An's mansion? Father wouldn't believe it. It's no use, Mother, Father is determined this time."
"Then I will go and beg the Empress Dowager. As long as the Empress Dowager speaks, the Emperor will not issue an edict."
Lu Xiaoyun shook her head again.
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