You can't hang yourself on a tree, right? Rather than begging for a living in this hierarchical Regent's Palace, and having to share a man with a bunch of women, it's better to go out on your own. As long as you have enough money, it's not a problem to support seven or eight gigolos!

After fulfilling the original owner's long-cherished wish, she can then spend the rest of her days as she pleases. Her life will be perfect!

Just when Xiahou Chongyuan picked up the divorce letter and was about to hand it to Song Qingxue, he suddenly stopped and looked at her with a frown.

He saw a miniature version of Song Qingxue above her head, laughing so hard that her mouth almost reached her ears.

And the words that Song Qingxue had just thought in her mind also rang clearly in his ears, without missing a word.

Xiahou Chongyuan tightened his grip on the divorce agreement slightly. Could he... be able to see Song Qingxue's inner thoughts?

The original owner? Keeping a gigolo? Divorce immediately?

He pursed his thin lips, and his inquiring eyes fell on Song Qingxue's face again.

But the woman in front of him clearly had a look of grief on her face, which formed a sharp contrast with the little man above her head.

Seeing that Xiahou Chongyuan was reluctant to hand her the divorce papers, Song Qingxue became anxious and decided to try harder.

"Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with loving someone. Besides, no one is perfect. Please give me another chance. I don't want to divorce you! A married woman's husband is her God. If we really divorce, what should I do in the future? Wuuwuwu..."

Bullshit! Screw the husband for who he is!

Give her the divorce papers quickly and let her go out to be free and unfettered!

The villain in Song Qingxue's heart put her hands on her hips, looked up to the sky and laughed. Her eyes were fixed on the divorce letter in Xiahou Chongyuan's hand, and she was very expectant.

But Xiahou Chongyuan didn't say anything, just stared at her and the top of her head.

"Your Highness, you have not given me the divorce papers, and you are reluctant to part with me, right? I know that Your Highness has me in his heart. Look, I put a lot of thought into making cakes for you!"

After saying that, Song Qingxue opened the food box and showed him the pastries inside with a look of deep affection.

Xiahou Chongyuan lowered his eyes and took a glance, then sneered in his heart.

It seems that he can really see what Song Qingxue is thinking.

This pastry is printed with the logo of the largest pastry shop in the capital. How dare she say that she made it herself?

Xiahou Chongyuan looked at Song Qingxue deeply. His bottomless eyes made Song Qingxue's heart tighten. She felt as if this look could see through her.

So what is this man hesitating about? Can he give her the divorce papers right away? Acting is tiring for her, too, okay?!

While complaining, Song Qingxue's mind was wandering in the sky, fantasizing about her wonderful life after leaving the Regent's Palace.

At the same time, Xiahou Chongyuan's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter.

What did he see and hear?

This woman was not Song Qingxue, but a ghost with the same name and surname from another world? What happened here was even written into a book?

Song Qingxue was completely immersed in her own world and didn't notice Xiahou Chongyuan's increasingly ugly expression.

Suddenly, the man tore the divorce letter into two pieces in a cold and noble manner.

"I suddenly feel that what you said makes sense. No one is perfect. I have decided to give you another chance."

Song Qingxue: “…”

The expression on her face froze for a moment.

So, was all her acting in vain?

For a moment, Song Qingxue became even sadder, and the sad expression on her face seemed more real.

She watched Xiahou Chongyuan tear the divorce papers in his hand slowly and gracefully, and she felt as if her heart was being torn into pieces.

Her perfect life! How could he do this!