After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Meng Zhaoge had no interest in playing guessing games with him, so he just opened it in the yard without any commotion.

On the tray, there was a mirror.

She paused, not quite understanding Yu Wenqi's intention.

The servant continued, "The prince asked you to pick up this mirror and look carefully."

Meng Zhaoge picked it up again. Under the sunlight, she could see clearly that this mirror was unusual.

Because this is a broken mirror.

The crack has been repaired, leaving only a shallow crack. If you don't look closely, you can't see it. I think the person who repaired this mirror must be a very skilled craftsman.

Then she remembered what she had said to him that day in Shoushan.

"A broken mirror can never be mended."

This was just an excuse she made to him that day, but Yuwen Qi actually listened to her words and took them to heart.

In order to prove that she was wrong, she even found someone to piece together a broken mirror.

Meng Zhaoge stared at the mirror for a long time.

For a moment, she couldn't help but think: If Yuwen Qi had treated her like this in her previous life, she probably wouldn't have been reborn.

Because she liked him too much at that time, even though he loved Meng Changning. But as long as Yuwen Qi was willing to give her a little trust and treat her a little better, she could coax herself and be devoted to him for the rest of her life.

But how could Yuwen Qi be such a gentle person?

He has never been a good person, he is just good to people he likes, as can be seen from Meng Changning's ending.

In his previous life, because he loved Meng Changning, he condoned all the dirty things Meng Changning did.

But in this life, there is not so much affection between him and Meng Changning, so he is as indifferent to Meng Changning's death as a stranger.

Meng Zhaoge couldn't help but feel scared when he thought of his cruelty.

She took the mirror and handed it to Mo Huan, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me the mirror. However, even if this mirror is repaired well, it will eventually have cracks. Go back and tell Your Majesty what I said."

The servant was stunned for a moment, then said yes.

After returning to Xingmo Tower, Yuwen Qi remained silent for a long time after hearing these words.

"It has to be done slowly." He thought, "At least she accepted the mirror today."

Zhaoge has changed a lot. She is no longer as gentle as before. If he still regards her as the same as before, it would be foolish.

She is now very opinionated, like a minister stirring up trouble in the court, rather than a woman who regards her husband as her god in the harem.

He had to use his brain when dealing with Meng Zhaoge just like he did with those old fox colleagues.

...

In Meiyuan, Mo Huan held the mirror and asked curiously, "My Lady, why did the prince give you a broken mirror?"

Meng Zhaoge: "I think he's sick."

"..."

Mo Huan wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to, so he asked again: "Then where should we put this mirror?"

“Put it where you can’t see it. Out of sight, out of mind,” she said.

If it weren't for the fact that she would have to find out information from him in the future and didn't want to make things too awkward with him, she would not have accepted the broken mirror.

Mo Huan opened his mouth, but seeing that she looked unhappy, he had to do as she was told.

The little girl was rummaging through the drawers and cabinets looking for the hidden mirror. Meng Zhaoge flipped through the pages of a book and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not seen Yuan Jinglie for some time.

So, he turned around and asked, "Where's Alie?"

Mo Huan replied, "Before we went hunting at Yingchun Mountain that day, I asked Young Master Yuan about it. He said that Mr. Guo was going to take him out to study."

"Ah?" Meng Zhaoge murmured, "That means it took a long time to come back."

There was a hint of loss in her voice that she herself was not aware of.

...

Five days later, Yuan Jinglie came out of the dark room in Wujian Pavilion.

Of course, he was not traveling to study these days, but had been practicing martial arts hard.

Just because he started late, he has to work twice as hard on everything he learns.

Fortunately, Shen Jing was very helpful to him, and he was talented enough, so in just a few days, his skills improved by leaps and bounds.

After the fight with Shen Jing, Shen Jing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Not bad. You couldn't even take half of my moves before, but now you can take three!"

Yuan Jinglie's voice was a little hoarse: "Deputy Pavilion Master, are you encouraging me or showing off yourself?"

Shen Jing said: "Don't be ignorant of good people's hearts."

Yuan Jinglie changed his clothes and was about to leave.

"Not going to practice anymore?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded: "I'm going back."

Shen Jing teased him: "You're going back to see your beloved girl, right?"

Yuan Jinglie's ears turned red, and he turned back to correct him: "It's not a lover, it's the girl I like."

Then, he left Wujian Pavilion with a red face amid Shen Jing's "yo yo yo" sounds.

On the way back to Prince Jing's Mansion, he bought the red bean cakes that Meng Zhaoge loved to eat on the street.

But as soon as I stepped into the palace, I heard two maids talking about something.

"You mean, on the day of the hunt, Princess Zhao bullied our queen?"

"That's right. I saw her quarreling with our queen from a distance that day. After she lost the argument, she threw stones at our queen."

"That's too much! Why is that? Your Majesty has never offended her."

"She is jealous that our queen is prettier than her. This jealousy is the most inexplicable thing."

As they talked, they quickly walked away.

These words struck Yuan Jinglie's ears deeply.

His expression was gloomy as he remembered the name: Princess Zhao.

Then, he went to see Meng Zhaoge and talked with him for a while.

He said that Mr. Guo took him to Wei County to see the world, and told Meng Zhaoge about the customs and habits of Wei County that he had memorized in advance.

Meng Zhaoge had no doubts. In fact, she could never have guessed that the boy, who had always been well-behaved and docile, would actually go against the norm and join a killer organization.

This is completely different from the path Meng Zhaoge had envisioned for him.

After Yuan Jinglie returned, he thought: If my sister knew that I was a killer, how would she react?

Maybe she would be disappointed in him, but he had to do this. Otherwise, he couldn't protect her, nor could he protect himself.

That night, the young man disguised himself in night clothes, dodged the guards, and quickly slipped into Prince Zhao's palace.

In the room, Princess Zhao had already fallen asleep.

Yuan Jinglie tiptoed into the room, looked at the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, and took out the knife in his hand that was emitting a cold light.

...

The next day, Princess Zhao woke up to the call of her maid.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" The maid stood beside her bed and even the basin in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Princess Zhao rubbed her eyes and turned over: "Why are you yelling? Go..."

"Your Majesty!" The maid was horrified: "Your hair, your hair!"

"My hair..." Princess Zhao touched her head vaguely and felt a cold touch.

She woke up instantly and stood up with somersaults.

"Where's my hair!!!" Princess Zhao screamed.

"Here...here..." the maid replied weakly, holding up a strand of hair and tremblingly said, "Madam, your hair has all fallen off..."

Princess Zhao looked under the bed and her eyes widened instantly.

All I saw were patches of black on the ground. If it wasn't her hair, what else could it be? !

"what!!!!"

Princess Zhao screamed, her eyes turned black, and she fainted.