Jiang Mengli looked up at him and asked, "Are you sure you want to go down?"
He nodded to show his confirmation.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mengli quickly touched his abdominal muscles, but there was nothing there!
Wen Mohan continued to coax, "It's not enough, we have to go down."
Jiang Mengli frowned. She knew she couldn't touch any further down, so she wanted to pull her hand back.
But the man held her hand through her clothes and pulled it down, and the result... Her cheeks turned red instantly, and she wanted to pull her hand away but couldn't.
"You little bitch, you're flirting with me." Wen Mohan looked at her flushed face and turned the tables on her. "Is that where you can touch?"
Jiang Mengli looked up at him in shock, "Do you believe that if I go a little lower, I'll crush you? That female hooligan is capable of anything."
"You're so cruel!" In the end, Wen Mohan let go first.
After regaining his freedom, Jiang Mengli hurriedly put his hands into the bucket and washed them.
When Wen Mohan saw the turbid water, he frowned in disgust. Thinking that Jiang Mengli had also touched the dirty water when she reached out, he hurried back to the house to take a bath in the bathtub.
Night falls.
Su Yujiao stood in the yard, staring at the moon in a daze, looking very worried.
Qiu Zhi came over with a cloak and put it on her. "Miss, His Majesty should know by now that Prince Yu wants to divorce his wife. He won't do anything to my son-in-law and the others."
Su Yujiao withdrew her gaze and sighed with melancholy, "Ahan is only using this method to trick her back. He doesn't really want to divorce her. As long as he doesn't divorce her within the three-day deadline, Ling'er and his son will be in danger."
"Go make a bowl of lotus seed soup and I'll send it to Jiang Mengli. There's no way to convince Ah Han right now, so I can only talk to Jiang Mengli."
Upon hearing this, Zhiqiu stepped back and went to the small kitchen.
Jiang Mengli was so tired that his whole body ached and he lay motionless on the couch.
Lingqiao massaged her legs and said, "Miss, I think the prince is deliberately making things difficult for you. Even if you do everything he says, he may not really give you a divorce."
Jiang Mengli slowly opened her eyes, looked at the dark roof and said, "I never told you, actually...actually I like him, but he doesn't like me and only treats me as the daughter of his enemy."
"Now that I've lost my virginity to someone else, he hates me even more. Staying here won't be easy. It's destined to be impossible and we'll just have to break up. Now I know how tiring it is to like the wrong person."
These words left Lingqiao stunned.
It turns out that the young lady has fallen in love with the prince!
Seeing the lady trying so hard to leave, I thought she was annoying.
Boom boom boom…
There was a knock on the door at this time.
She stood up swiftly and opened the door, only to find Qiu Zhi holding a bowl of lotus seed soup, with Su Yujiao following behind her.
"Miss Su, Sister Qiuzhi."
"A clever young lady." Qiu Zhi nodded in response, then walked into the house carrying the lotus seed soup. "The young lady asked me to make lotus seed soup and send it to the princess."
Jiang Mengli immediately stood up, walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Sister Yujiao, come in and sit down."
The two of them sat down one after another, and the maid tactfully left the room. After the door was closed, only the two of them were left inside.
Jiang Mengli took a sip of the lotus seed soup, nodded and praised: "Qiuzhi's cooking skills are good, it's delicious. I wonder what Sister Yujiao wants to talk to me about?"
Faced with this gentle rival in love, she had no way of saying bad things to him, let alone hurting him.
On the contrary, I think it would be a very happy thing for Wen Mohan to have such a wife.
Su Yujiao didn't know what she was thinking. She smiled gently and said, "Just eat and listen to me. It's nothing more than the matter between you and Ahan."
"I've advised him to get along with you, but he can't forget the hatred. We've been tormenting each other so much, so separation doesn't seem like a bad thing. I think your grandmother thinks the same."
Jiang Mengli paused and nodded, "Yes, she wants us to separate, but Wen Mohan doesn't want to let me go. In fact, there is a way to make him agree, but I need your cooperation."
"As long as you tell him that you want to be the Princess of Yu, and the only Princess of Yu, I believe he will definitely agree to let me leave."
This method may be effective, but Su Yujiao is unwilling to do it.
If I become the Princess of Yu, what will happen to my husband and children?
She already has a husband, how can she marry another one?
Su Yujiao shook her head and refused, "No, let's think of another way. How about I get him drunk tonight and make him sign and stamp while he's dazed?"
Tomorrow is the last deadline, and it must be completed tonight so that the emperor can approve the divorce tomorrow.
In this way, she could leave with her husband and children.
Without waiting for Jiang Meng to leave, she stood up and walked out. When she reached the door, she turned back and instructed, "Write the divorce letter now."
…
Su Yujiao came to Yatingyuan, and the servant came over with a jar of wine behind her.
Wen Mohan didn't drink tonight, but sat quietly under the candlestick reading a book.
The door was not closed. When he saw Su Yujiao approaching, he immediately put down his book and went to greet her. "Sister Yujiao, why are you here so late?"
Su Yujiao smiled faintly and said, "I know you're not in a good mood, so I decided to have a couple of drinks with you tonight. We haven't had a drink together for a long time."
The servant placed the wine jar on the table and brought out a wine bowl, but in front of Su Yujiao was a wine glass.
She smiled and asked, "I'm a woman using a wine glass, and you're a man using a wine bowl. After all, women can't drink as much as men. Is that okay with you?"
"Of course I have no objection." Wen Mohan took the initiative to pour the wine. "I know you can't drink much, but it's good enough that you can drink with me. How dare I be picky?"
She really wasn't good at drinking, even if it was just a few drinks.
This time it's also for my children and husband. As long as I can achieve my goal, it doesn't matter if I get drunk.
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