After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

If we talk about the four members of the Meng family, who had the least grudge with her in her previous life, it must be Meng Sui'an.

Although Meng Sui'an was also partial to Meng Changning, he spent most of his time away in the military camp.

She always thought that Meng Sui'an would at most take advantage of her misfortune.

But in fact, he was so cruel that he hired someone to cripple her arm.

Meng Zhaoge gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Alie, you did a good job. You helped me."

Yuan Jinglie's tense expression was obviously relaxed, and he said with sparkling eyes: "I hope Sister doesn't blame me for acting on my own."

"How could I blame you? You did this for me." Meng Zhaoge was touched. She would not confuse right and wrong and blame someone who was truly good to her.

There are not many people in this world who are sincere to her.

But she was also worried, and added: "However, the Meng family will definitely hold us accountable, so we have to find a way to deal with it in advance."

Yuan Jinglie said: "I am wearing a mask, Meng Sui'an doesn't know who I am."

"That being said, we still need to be fully prepared," she mused.

Then he thought of something: "By the way, where is the killer that Meng Sui'an is looking for from?"

"Wujian Pavilion." The young man asked: "What's wrong?"

Meng Zhaoge: "If it's Wujian Pavilion, it will be easier to deal with."

The last time I failed to "assassinate" Yu Wenlian, I still owe her a favor.

Just when Yuan Jinglie wanted to ask a question, Liu Yuan came out from the room, touching his head.

She was knocked unconscious and slept for a long time. She was groggy and saw the two people. She was startled: "Sir, who is this?"

Meng Zhaoge didn't know how to introduce herself. Should she call herself A Lie's sister?

At this time, Yuan Jinglie said first: "This is the Princess of Jing."

Liu Yuan was startled and hurriedly saluted: "I greet the princess!"

The girl was a down-to-earth person. She knelt on the ground, her knees thumping.

Meng Zhaoge was startled and hurried forward to help her up: "Hurry up, you are A Lie's friend, you don't have to be so polite."

"Friend?" Liu Yuan glanced at Yuan Jinglie.

Yuan Jinglie made a 'hush' gesture to her.

Liu Yuan reacted and just said, "Thank you, Madam..."

Afterwards, Meng Zhaoge did not stay long, as she had to return to the palace as soon as possible.

When she was about to leave, she turned around and saw Yuan Jinglie following her. She paused and asked without thinking, "Can't you spend more time with Miss Liu?"

After all, it was quite dangerous just now, and the girl was knocked unconscious, so she might need comfort.

"What?" Yuan Jinglie didn't react. After a moment of silence, he turned around to look at Liu Yuan's reluctant eyes.

He seemed to realize something and his brows furrowed slightly.

"She doesn't need me to accompany her." The boy said coldly.

Meng Zhaoge felt a little regretful. She seemed to have said too much. She smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to mention it again.

The two of them walked out of Jingyuan one after the other.

Meng Zhaoge inexplicably felt the awkward atmosphere and wanted to quicken his pace. When he took a step forward, Yuan Jinglie grabbed his arm from behind.

Before she could react, he dragged her to the corner.

The lush green bamboo just blocked the view of the two people.

Meng Zhaoge leaned his back against the wall, trying to break free from Kaiyuan Jinglie in embarrassment.

But when did the boy become so strong?

She remembered that when she brought him to her last year, he was just a skinny child.

"Alie, what are you doing!" She had no choice but to show her elder's generosity and rebuke him: "You are so outrageous. Have you forgotten my identity?"

Yuan Jinglie really let her go and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, sister, but——"

"I just want to explain to you that the relationship between Liu Yuan and I is not what you imagine. Sister clearly knows that I like..."

"That's not important!" Meng Zhaoge's heart trembled, and he immediately interrupted him, "Alie, your affairs are all yours to take care of! You don't need to explain to me."

She seemed to be tongue-tied and spoke incoherently: "Whether you and that girl are friends or something else, it has nothing to do with me. You just call me 'Ajie', you don't have to tell me everything."

Yuan Jinglie was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "As long as you know that I am not with Liu Yuan, that's enough."

"—not now, not now, and not in the future."

It was like some kind of guarantee.

Meng Zhaoge didn't dare to look him in the eye, and steeled her heart, "I've told you before, you don't have to say this to me."

Yuan Jinglie asked her persistently: "Why is it not necessary? I don't want you to misunderstand, is that wrong?"

“I didn’t say it was wrong…”

"There's none?"

He held her shoulders and forced her to look at him: "Look at me, sister. The tone you used just now clearly shows that you think I'm wrong. You keep saying that I don't need to explain to you, but sister, don't you know the pain of being misunderstood by someone you care about?"

"..."

Meng Zhaoge was really tired and she didn't want to continue to argue.

Just now, she was so rude that she had to ask that one more question.

What's the point of arguing with this young boy about this?

Young people are full of passion, and arguing with them when they are in a state of irritation will only irritate them. If you ignore them, they will gradually cool down.

She said directly: "I don't want to talk to you about this anymore, let's go back. The prince... the prince is still waiting for me in the mansion."

Yuan Jinglie was shocked, "Sister, why did you suddenly mention King Jing?"

"Because he is my husband."

Meng Zhaoge's hands tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and he said with a determined heart, "If nothing unexpected happens, I will be his wife for the rest of my life. Why can't I mention him?"

"But..." Yuan Jinglie's eyes were panicked, and he asked her as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "But you don't like him? Don't you?"

Meng Zhaoge pursed her lips and frowned: "Whether I like him or not, it doesn't stop me from leaving him. There is no precedent for a woman divorcing her husband in this world."

"What's more, he is a royal family, a noble prince. As long as he wants, I have to stay in the Jingwang Mansion for the rest of my life."

As she spoke, she looked at him meaningfully and said in a deep voice: "So...Alie, there are some things that you should stop thinking about."

This sentence is quite straightforward.

The boy was hit and lowered his head. His beautiful eyes gradually dimmed and his hand slid weakly from her shoulder.

Meng Zhaoge was finally free, and she kept reminding herself in her heart not to be soft-hearted.

She walked towards the alley entrance without calling Yuan Jinglie again.

"Calm down before going back home," she said.

The boy stood there, staring at her gradually blurry figure with empty eyes.

On this day, Yuan Jinglie had not returned to Prince Jing's Mansion for a long time.

Meng Zhaoge said harsh words to him during the day, but at night she couldn't help but worry about his safety.

She felt uneasy and kept looking out the door of Meiyuan.

It was not until very late when I saw him coming back drunk that I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She called two servants to help Yuan Jinglie to the room, but she did not go to see him herself.

This was probably the first time that Ali drank like this, and he drank so much that he could hardly stand.

He committed so many evil things just for a married woman like her.

Meng Zhaoge's heart ached slightly and he really wanted to go see him, but he had to suppress the urge.

"Don't bother with him, don't bother with him. If you go to see him, you will give him hope." She convinced herself countless times.