Chapter 41: Seeking Divorce



Cang Boyi was so shocked that his hands, which were holding Ye Xingchen, couldn't help but tremble.

Now Cang Boyi was absolutely sure that Ye Xingchen was not dead. Who else could be so obsessed with him except her?

Cang Boyi was not angry because Ye Xingchen faked his death. Instead, he felt fortunate. He finally let go of his worried heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's great that she's still alive.

God knows how much pain, discomfort, guilt and self-blame he felt from the moment he learned about Ye Xingchen's accident to the time he rushed to Prince Mo's Mansion.

He should not have let her come back, or sent more people to protect her. Looking at her lying on the ground with a pale face and blood at the corners of her mouth and on her clothes, Cang Boyi felt like his heart had stopped beating.

The pain goes deep into my bones.

Hearing Ye Xingchen's inner voice at this moment and knowing that she was fine and was just pretending, Cang Boyi felt that the darkness in front of him was instantly illuminated by a ray of sunshine.

Ecstatic and excited.

If it wasn't in front of Cang Tingchen, Cang Boyi would definitely laugh out loud.

As long as she is alive, that is enough.

Thinking of Ye Xingchen saying that she likes him to hug her, I should hug her tighter. Cang Boyi thought to himself, and hugged Ye Xingchen tightly with both hands, letting her stick close to him.

Su Ruoan, who was standing by, noticed the mood of his regent. His initial fierceness and resentment suddenly turned into cheerfulness. He was very puzzled. Why did the prince suddenly stop being sad?

Both Ye's mother and Ye's father suddenly burst into tears. Neither of them said anything, but looked at each other and communicated with their eye contact.

Ye’s mother: That’s great, my daughter is not dead, she is still alive.

Father Ye: Yes, fortunately we can hear her inner voice. It really scared me.

Mother Ye: It was that damned King Mo who harmed our daughter. We can't forgive him.

Father Ye: Don’t worry, I will definitely avenge our daughter.

In the eyes of Prince Mo and the others, they all thought that the two elders of the Ye family were heartbroken and crying. They had no idea that the two elders of the Ye family were crying for joy.

Ye Xiaosha on the side had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and he stared at Ye Xingchen with wide eyes coldly.

This damn girl was actually pretending to be dead. He was so sad just now, she was just deceiving himself to cry. Damn it, she was so mean.

However, when he learned that Ye Xingchen was not dead, Ye Xiaosha loosened his clenched fists in his sleeves. He would never admit that he was worried about Ye Xingchen.

Even Eunuch Wu was confused: "You two, I know you are sad for your daughter, but I still have to report to the palace, so you two should hurry up."

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Eunuch Wu. We'll leave now. We can't let this day go like this." Ye's father said harshly.

The Imperial Palace.

When the emperor saw Ye Xiaosha personally carrying Ye Xingchen into the palace, followed by the two elders of the Ye family, and Prince Mo and the Regent standing beside him, the emperor's face tightened a little.

"Regent, why are you here too?" the emperor asked with a frown.

"Your Majesty, I was passing by Prince Mo's mansion and happened to see Prince Mo killing his wife in public, so I followed here as a witness." Cang Boyi confirmed Cang Tingchen's guilt with just a few words.

"Uncle, stop talking nonsense. It was Ye Xingchen who died suddenly. What does it have to do with me?" Cang Tingchen would never admit it.

"Your Majesty, please understand. My daughter is as strong as a bull. She didn't die suddenly. This is Prince Mo trying to absolve himself of the guilt of murdering his wife.

A few days ago, the daughter came back to her parents' home and said that King Mo was not good to her. They had not slept together for three years after their marriage, and he always found ways to humiliate and abuse Lao Cheng's daughter.

Yesterday, Prince Mo chopped off my daughter with a sword in front of everyone in Fengyue Tower, and said that he was the God of Cangyue Country, and he could kill his wife if he wanted to. Everything I said was true, Your Majesty, please help me!" Father Ye cried with tears and snot.

"Minister Ye, stop talking nonsense. I have never said such a thing!" Cang Tingchen roared.

"Whether I am talking nonsense or not, Prince Mo knows it very well. Do you dare to say that you asked for my daughter in marriage not for the money of the Ye family?" Ye's father asked coldly.

Cang Tingchen's heart skipped a beat. How could Ye's father know about his past? He clearly had not told anyone about it, and those who pretended to be bandits were all killed by him.

The emperor looked at Cang Tingchen's hesitation, and had already guessed something in his mind, and his expression became even uglier.

The emperor knew that Prince Mo had always been ambitious, but he did not expect that he had a plan when marrying Ye Xingchen from the very beginning. He was really willing to exchange marriage for wealth that could rival a country.

"It was Ye Xingchen who fell in love with me at first sight and threatened to marry me even though she died, but it was not me who wanted to marry her." Cang Tingchen said disdainfully.

Mother Ye gritted her teeth in anger, but she couldn't tell the truth. Even if she did, King Mo would not admit it.

“Even if my daughter fell in love with you at first sight, you ignored her after marriage and always humiliated and tortured her. You even asked my daughter to watch the wedding night when you married your concubine. Such absurd and shameless behavior really brought shame to the royal family.

Now that my daughter has been killed by you, I only ask Your Majesty to let Xingchen and Prince Mo divorce. It would be a real humiliation for Xingchen to die in vain and be buried in Prince Mo's grave." Mother Ye knelt down and kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, please help my sister." Ye Xiaosha also knelt down.

"Divorce is absolutely impossible. I will only divorce my wife!" Cang Tingchen snorted coldly and refused.

"Prince Mo is really cold-blooded. My daughter died unjustly and you want to divorce her. You want her to die with regret. Do you want her to come back to you in her dreams at midnight to seek revenge?" Mother Ye said gritting her teeth.

Cang Tingchen froze, and subconsciously glanced at Ye Xingchen's pale face. His heart trembled slightly, but he pretended to be calm on his face: "This king is worthy of heaven, so he is not afraid."

"Your Majesty, you are the most wise and brave. I only have this one daughter. If she dies, she will be humiliated by King Mo. I will kill myself by hitting my head against the wall in this hall today." Father Ye risked his life.

The emperor's face was cold and majestic: "Ye Qing, are you threatening me?"

"I dare not. I am just an old man sending off a young one. It hurts my heart." Ye's father cried so miserably.

The emperor glared at Prince Mo, looking very disappointed: "Did you really kill Ye Xingchen?"

Cang Tingchen's face was tense: "Father, I don't have any."

"Regent, what do you think about this matter?" the emperor asked quietly.

"Your Majesty, since Ye Xingchen died in Prince Mo's mansion, then call the servants of Prince Mo's mansion to come. We will know whether it was Prince Mo who did it by asking. No matter how powerful Prince Mo is, he can't buy everyone's hearts. What if he has loyal servants?" Cang Boyi's face was calm and indifferent, and no emotion could be seen.

"Your Majesty, please call witnesses." Ye's father and mother immediately kowtowed and prayed.

Cang Tingchen clenched his fists in his sleeves and frowned.

Of course he knew that the servants sent by Ye's mother were loyal to Ye Xingchen. If they really told the truth, he would be finished.

Damn it, if he had known earlier he should have let Gu Jiu kill them all.

"Uncle Royal is speaking for the Ye family like this, but has he accepted benefits from the Ye family?" Cang Tingchen deliberately changed the subject.


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