Chapter 140 The King...Agrees to Divorce
"No matter how many women there are in the world, none can compare to her." Dongfang Yan closed his eyes, unable to vent his anger and pain, which made his heart ache dully.
"If she had set her eyes on someone else, even if he was a young master from a noble family, I could have eliminated him with a flick of my finger! But that person happened to be the Crown Prince!"
"Zhao An, she is my wife, the princess we married with a formal marriage ceremony! How could she betray me?"
"Your Highness..." Zhao An was so distressed that tears fell from his eyes. "How about you have another good talk with the princess?"
Dongfang Yan sighed, "I've said everything I needed to say, even humbly apologizing to her. But she doesn't even care about me as her husband. Now that she's been crowned a prince, her influence has grown stronger, and she doesn't even take me seriously. She's even flirting with the Crown Prince in broad daylight without a second thought. She's simply shameless!"
"Zhao An, what else can I do? I really regret it now. If we had become a real couple on our wedding night, wouldn't our relationship have evolved to the point where we are now incompatible?"
Zhao An nodded: "On the wedding night, the princess did feel quite aggrieved. Perhaps it was from that time that she gradually became cold towards you."
"But things have already happened, no one can turn back time! Is there any way for me to warm her heart?" Dongfang Yan closed his eyes and pressed his temples tiredly.
Ever since Lin Qingyue left, he has been unable to sleep or eat, and not a single day has gone smoothly.
Zhao An's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said, "Your Highness, there's still time! Just do what you didn't do on your wedding night, isn't that enough? Only by making the princess yours will she be completely devoted to you! Isn't that how all women are?"
"If the princess can give birth to your child, that would be even better. No matter how proud or saintly a woman is, once she becomes a mother, she becomes bound."
Dongfang Yan suddenly opened his eyes——
Zhao An was right! The root of everything was that Lin Qingyue had not truly become his Dongfang Yan's person!
If they became a real couple, even if the prince had any feelings for her, he would never make a faded and withered woman his consort! That's what men think.
But if it was just the position of the Crown Prince's concubine, Qingyue would never accept it given her aloof nature.
"Zhao An, send someone to tell the princess that I am willing to discuss a divorce with him and ask her to return home immediately, otherwise I will not wait any longer!"
Dongfang Yan has always looked down upon such dirty tactics.
But now——
He secretly said in his heart, "Lin Qingyue, you forced me to do this. I did this for our future. When we have children and live happily as a family, you will understand my painstaking efforts for you."
Not long after Zhao An left, he ran back happily, "My Lord, the princess is back and has already entered the Chuihua Gate!"
Dongfang Yan hurriedly said, "Glad you're back! Zhao An, prepare the food and wine. Do you know how to do this?"
Zhao An nodded sensibly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I'll definitely see to it! Let Your Majesty and Your Majesty resolve their differences and live in harmony!"
When Lin Qingyue returned to Prince Jin's Mansion, she found out that Dongfang Yan was currently in the Qiwu Palace where she had lived before, so she went straight there without thinking too much.
Qiwu Palace.
Dongfang Yan sat in the hall, looking at her with a smile: "My beloved, you are back?"
He neither gave her a cold look nor asked her where she had been last night.
At this moment, Dongfang Yan was like a gentle husband, quietly waiting for his wife's return.
Lin Qingyue frowned: "Could it be that you have been parasitized by the mayfly silk again?"
Dongfang Yan smiled and shook his head: "No. I am just sincerely happy to see you back."
Lin Qingyue said, "Then what I'm about to say is probably going to make you unhappy."
As she spoke, she placed the imperial edict in his arms: "Accept it."
Dongfang Yan took the imperial edict, unfolded it, and his expression changed immediately: "Uncle Emperor...he actually ordered a divorce between you and me?"
Emperor Zhao of Qi always said that he missed the old Prince of Jin and loved Dongfang Yan like his own son.
But when he granted the marriage, he didn't even discuss it with Dongfang Yan. Now, when he issued the decree for the divorce, he didn't even reveal a word in advance! Is this what they call a deep uncle-nephew relationship, treating each other like real family?
And Lin Qingyue and Dongfang Qi entered the palace together just to ask for the decree of divorce?
"Lin Qingyue, are you so eager to get rid of me?" The gentle expression on Dongfang Yan's face gradually faded. "You just returned to the capital yesterday, and you want to divorce me today? Where do you place my dignity? Where do you place our love as husband and wife?"
"Stop, stop! How can there be any love between us as husband and wife?" Lin Qingyue really didn't want to play out this kind of tragic love drama with him, so she took out the divorce papers she had written long ago.
"Divorce is my last act of respect for you. Sign your names, and from now on, we'll have nothing to do with each other. Whether you make Lin Ruzhen your wife, or marry ten or eight more wives, it has nothing to do with me."
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Either you sign and seal it voluntarily, or I'll use force to coerce you."
Dongfang Yan looked at her with increasingly cold eyes, and the hatred in his heart grew deeper and deeper:
This prince loves you deeply, even giving you all the tenderness of his life. But what about you? Lin Qingyue, you are just trampling on this prince's sincerity? Are you so impatient, just to throw yourself into Dongfang Qi's arms?
He took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to kill, and said in a calm tone:
"A forced melon is not sweet. Since you insist on this, I will grant your wish. Qingyue, please accompany me for one last meal. We have been together for so long, but it seems like we have never had a proper meal together."
As he spoke, he actually choked up a bit.
Lin Qingyue coldly refused: "I haven't had a good meal before, and there's no need to eat at the same table now."
She had an appointment to treat the brothers from Xuan Jingsi to dinner in the evening, and she didn't want to have two dinners.
Dongfang Yan couldn't help but sneer: "You don't even want to eat with me, are you anxious to accompany the prince?"
Lin Qingyue's patience ran out. She drew her sword and pressed it against Dongfang Yan's throat. "Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"
Dongfang Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the sword in her hand, feeling a little sad. "Last time in Yixian Gorge, you already hurt me. Today, we are facing each other again. Do you really want to kill my husband?"
"I don't mind being a widow. What about you? If you're willing to sacrifice your life, I'll guard your grave for the rest of my life. In the future, I'll also offer sacrifices and sweep your grave as your wife during festivals."
The bright and beautiful woman smiled wickedly, "How is it?"
At this point, Dongfang Yan finally understood Lin Qingyue's determination.
A flash of pain flashed in his eyes, and he finally sighed in compromise: "This king... agrees to a divorce."
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