Chapter 143 Rong Xuanzhou, let’s divorce.
Inside the ancestral hall.
Rong Xuanzhou knelt in front of the countless tablets, his posture straight and his eyes cold.
In fact, kneeling as punishment was not a strict punishment for someone like him who had fought on the battlefield.
He was just a little puzzled. His brother had always been tolerant of him, so why would he be so angry over such a small matter?
——It was just yelling at Pei Jingxu a few times.
The door of the ancestral hall was wide open. Although the rain was gradually getting lighter, it showed no sign of stopping.
The cold wind blew up the man's loose robe. He knelt there straight, like a pine tree in winter.
Inexplicably, he remembered what Shu Tong had said to him before.
[Brother Jianxue was injured tonight, and he actually asked Sister Pei to bandage him.]
"Of course I believe Brother Jianxue, but... Sister Pei... her reputation outside seems to be not so good. Shutong is worried that Sister Pei will lose control and make a mistake."
The rainy night was cold and quiet, and his face darkened slightly as he thought of these words.
But that thought only occupied a moment in his mind, and he rejected it the next second.
With a light sneer, Rong Xuanzhou shook his head.
No, it's impossible.
Pei Jingxu loves him and would rather die for him. How could she fall in love with another man, even her own brother-in-law?
It's ridiculous.
“Patta, patta—”
It's the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella.
Rong Xuanzhou turned his head and saw Pei Jingxu walking towards him in a plain white dress and holding a dark green oil-paper umbrella.
The emotion in his eyes was covered with coldness, and Rong Xuanzhou's tone was slightly depressed: "You still dare to come to see me?"
The woman stood in the rainy night, the cold wind blowing across her waist, pinching her already slender and graceful waist.
Her face was cold and calm, and she did not refute anything when she heard Rong Xuanzhou say this.
Entering the ancestral hall, Pei Jingxu placed the oil-paper umbrella at the entrance and then walked up to him.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and Rong Xuanzhou said in a cold and solemn tone, "Pei Jingxu, I'm talking to you."
Perhaps feeling that kneeling here was not enough momentum, Rong Xuanzhou stood up and looked at her with a frown.
Pei Jingxu's eyebrows remained unchanged, and his almond-shaped eyes looked at Rong Xuanzhou without blinking.
For some reason, being stared at by such a calm pair of eyes, Rong Xuanzhou inexplicably felt a little guilty.
Pursing his lips slightly, Rong Xuanzhou raised his voice even higher: "Tomorrow morning, you will go and apologize to Shu Tong. Otherwise, I will divorce you and kick you out of the Rong Mansion. Do you understand?!"
Feel confident and fearless.
Pei Jingxu looked at him calmly.
for a long time.
The woman finally spoke, her tone soft and quiet: "Okay."
A hint of surprise flashed in Rong Xuanzhou's eyes.
——He didn't expect her to agree so easily!
I originally thought that she would do as she did before, crying and explaining, but stubbornly refusing to apologize.
The fact that he agreed so easily caught Rong Xuanzhou off guard.
The surprise in his eyes was only for a moment. With a cold snort, his voice finally softened a bit: "It's good that you admit your mistake. Apologize to Shu Tong tomorrow. Shu Tong has always been generous and won't hold it against you."
"You've always been stubborn and calculative. Why do you have to go against Shu Tong?"
"Can you learn more from her, stop being jealous, and read more books—"
The rest of the words were not finished yet.
Pei Jingxu said calmly, "Rong Xuanzhou, I say, let's get a divorce."
The woman's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes flickered slightly.
In an instant, Rong Xuanzhou stopped talking and frowned into the shape of the Chinese character "川".
As if he thought he had heard wrongly, his voice lowered slightly: "What did you say?"
The woman raised her eyes, and looked at him steadily with her almond-shaped eyes, as if she had made a huge decision.
"Rong Xuanzhou, let's get a divorce."
Rong Xuanzhou had no idea from the beginning to the end that she had received the divorce letter, so she could take this opportunity to provoke him and achieve her own goal.
The pair of eyebrows that looked similar to Rong Jianxue suddenly sank!
Rong Xuanzhou lowered his brows and grabbed Pei Jingxu's wrist!
He touched the bracelet in her hand.
—The bracelet looked familiar, but in his anger, he didn’t give it much thought.
Rong Xuanzhou's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it: "Pei Jingxu, do you dare to say that again?"
Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with moonlight, as if stained with mist.
She still looked straight at the man: "Rong Xuanzhou, I said we and——"
"Shut up!"
Rong Xuanzhou's tone suddenly rose, drowning out Pei Jingxu's words!
The corners of his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his voice was angry: "Pei Jingxu, what are you doing?"
He spoke each word with a hint of anger and displeasure: "I just asked you to apologize to Shu Tong, why are you so angry?"
Tears welled up in the corners of the woman's eyes, and she seemed to be a little sore, but she still looked at him, tears in her eyes: "Rong Xuanzhou, didn't you say that?"
"If you don't apologize to Bai, I'll divorce you. I'll do as you wish."
"Nonsense!" Rong Xuanzhou waved his sleeves and said in a cold voice, "When you lose your temper, you say things like that. Pei Jingxu, who taught you that?"
The woman said nothing, but just stared at him with tears in her eyes.
In the ancestral hall, the lights everywhere flickered a few times.
Suddenly, Pei Jingxu heard Rong Xuanzhou's low and contemptuous laughter.
"Oh, I get it. Playing hard to get, right?"
Rong Xuanzhou looked at Pei Jingxu in front of him, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt: "No wonder Shu Tong always says that the women in the harem are only capable of jealousy."
"Pei Jingxu, have you also learned the trick of playing hard to get?"
Pei Jingxu: "Whatever you say, Rong Xuanzhou, I want a divorce letter."
"Pei Jingxu, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Rong Xuanzhou's eyes were wide open, and his pupils were constricted. "Don't think I'll even look at you if you do this."
"You, Quinn, want to."
Pei Jingxu lowered her eyes slightly and bit her lip softly: "If you feel that a letter of divorce will damage the reputation of the Rong family, a letter of divorce will also do."
"Rong Xuanzhou, I will do as you wish."
Rong Xuanzhou sneered, grabbed Pei Jingxu's neck with one hand, pushed her, and pushed her to the wooden pillar!
He lowered his head and looked coldly: "Pei Jingxu, don't play these tricks, I don't like it."
The woman stopped talking, just looked up at him silently.
for a long time.
It lasted so long that the sound of rain seemed to stop.
Finally, the veins on the back of Rong Xuanzhou's hand bulged, but he turned around and let go of the hand that was pinching her.
"If you don't want to apologize to Shu Tong, I can put in a few good words for you," Rong Xuanzhou said in a low, stiff voice. "I was wrong not to inform you in advance of the celebration banquet tonight that you were going to ask for an imperial decree for Shu Tong."
He looked at Pei Jingxu coldly: "Pei Jingxu, without me, who do you think will want you?"
"That's my own business, Rong Xuanzhou." She never called him "husband" from beginning to end. "You're trying to please the Bai family, even going so far as to despise me, your legal wife."
"I'm divorcing you, so what?"
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East courtyard, bedroom.
The candlelight in the room was still burning. Jiang Hui stood outside the door and reported in a low voice, "Master, the Second Lady...she went towards the ancestral hall."
In the room.
On the bed, Rong Jianxue stroked the Buddhist beads on her wrist, her eyes as cold as water.
"Go help me with something."
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