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The past is like smoke, when the smoke clears, the dream will wake up.

Thinking about it now, the relationship between Chen Jingyu and Li Zhiyuan is more like a ridiculous dream. Chen Jingyu thought he could touch the light, but he didn't know that he had already lost the qualification to see the light.

Li Zhiyuan's questioning was like nails piercing into his flesh and blood, but it was difficult for him to refute with only half a word.

"Are you from the third brother?"

"Yes."

"You deal with me because of the third brother's will?"

"Yes."

"You..." Li Zhiyuan finished the words with difficulty, "You marry me, and my third brother was ordered."

"Yes."

The three yes words in a row broke all the warmth between Li Zhiyuan and Chen Jingyu.

How did he open his mouth to Li Zhiyuan? He has done so much and truly admired him. Who would believe a traitor.

Not to mention Li Zhiyuan, even Chen Jingyu doubted himself. Did he find so many reasons for himself to reduce a little guilt? After all, he was the one who wronged Li Zhiyuan first.

He just didn't expect that Li Zhiyuan would turn against brothers Li Zhiying and even seize the throne because of this.

And when the regime in the Southern Dynasty stabilized, Li Zhiyuan had already become the new emperor of the Southern Dynasty, and he was no longer a concubine of the Seventh Prince, but just a prisoner.

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At the beginning of November, on the auspicious day of the zodiac, Li Zhiyuan canonized Cai Zhuo’s sister, Cai Yi, as the mother of the Southern Dynasties. It is to pray that the mother of the new emperor will respect each other as a guest and grow old together.

Some are blessed and some are forgotten.

The bell was heard for hundreds of miles, and when it was knocked into the Mingxuan Hall, Chen Jingyu was squatting in front of the courtyard watering a wild flower that was about to wither.

It was clearly a melodious sound, but it sounded like cicadas chirping in his ears. He looked at the drooping flowers and leaves in a daze, and didn't know who to listen to, "Everything has a destiny, but you don't have this destiny. It will be backfired."

After all, he ignored the wilting flowers, got up and walked into the house.

Every time you take a step, you can hear the sound of a bell.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps approaching the Mingxuan Hall from far and near, and a man with the appearance of an old eunuch appeared here.

The palace people saluted him one after another, calling him Wang Gonggong, who was the eunuch serving Li Zhiyuan.

"Master Chen, stay here." The prince trotted forward.

Today, he was supposed to accompany Li Zhiyuan all the way, but Li Zhiyuan asked him to come here to deliver something on the way, so he hurried, and he was sweating a little in November, so he could be regarded as coming here.

Chen Jingyu looked at him puzzled.

The secrets of the emperor should not be known, the prince looked at the former seventh prince and concubine, and made a gesture of invitation, "Master Chen, let's talk in the room."

Chen Jingyu's heart sank.

When he arrived at the house, Wang Gonggong didn't hold back, and took out a light brown envelope from his cuff, which was completely sealed. He handed it to Chen Jingyu and said, "Your Majesty asked me to give it to you."

Chen Jingyu suddenly lost the courage to take it, his fingers were trembling.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the prince had no choice but to grab his hand, stuff the letter into his palm, and sighed, "I have no right to intervene in matters between you and Your Majesty, but I'm just sorry for my boldness. Be quiet, my lord, and don't let His Majesty feel sad again."

Chen Jingyu gripped the letter tightly and made a seal on the envelope. He said bitterly, "I'm sorry for your trouble, my lord."

Eunuch Wang still had some important work to do, and after delivering the letter, he rushed out again. Chen Jingyu stood where he was, unable to recover for a long time.

The letter was so light that it weighed a thousand catties in his hands, but Chen Jingyu was never one to escape.

He struggled to control his trembling fingertips, tore open the seal, slowly pulled out the rice paper inside, and unfolded it to read——the word "Divorce Letter" jumped into his eyes impressively.

It was dark before his eyes, but Chen Jingyu still tried his best to make out the few words in it.

"The person who wrote the book, Li Zhiyuan, married Mrs. Chen with the aid of a media agency. I don't expect Mrs. Chen to have ulterior motives and impure intentions. He specially wrote this book, and he will never dispute his kindness."

Chen Jingyu repeated the last eight words, "Benevolence is broken, and there will never be disputes..."

He took a step, but fortunately he held onto the edge of the door so he wouldn't fall, but his face lost any color.

Bells were ringing in the distance, Li Zhiyuan married a new couple, but Chen Jingyu got a letter of divorce severing his ties.

Li Zhiyuan didn't use a knife to kill people, and just a few words made Chen Jingyu suffer from Ling Chi.

He is so guilty.

Chen Jingyu couldn't hold it anymore, and sat slumped on the ground along the edge of the door. The sun was shining outside, and he clearly saw that the undefeated wild flower lost its vitality in an instant.

-

There was a wind blowing at night, and Chen Jingyu was about to rest on the couch, when he suddenly heard people kneeling outside, and the sound of "Kowtow to Your Majesty" came and went.

Before Chen Jingyu could react, the door was opened by brute force from the outside. He looked up and saw that Li Zhiyuan stepped into the room in a fine attire. The flickering candlelight fell on his slightly drunken face, as handsome as a fairy on the wall.

Xiaoyu stood outside the door and looked worriedly, but due to Long Wei, he had to close the door tremblingly.

There was such a strong smell of alcohol that Chen Jingyu could smell it even five steps away from Li Zhiyuan.

He didn't expect to see Li Zhiyuan on the day of Li Zhiyuan's wedding.

Today's Li Zhiyuan is truly unparalleled in beauty, which fascinates people.

Chen Jingyu's heart suddenly tightened when he met Li Zhiyuan's cold eyes. He saluted as usual, not daring or wanting to look again.

Li Zhiyuan walked in a hurry, and walked towards Chen Jingyu in two or three steps. After drinking, his face was flushed, and he seemed to come to Chen Jingyu on purpose to demonstrate, "I'm getting married today, are you happy?"

Chen Jingyu's heart was seized by someone, and he didn't respond for a long time.

Li Zhiyuan was just like their big wedding that day, and there was bound to be an answer. He was reeking of alcohol and forced Chen Jingyu to a corner. He held Chen Jingyu's wrist tightly, and all the heat from his breath was sprinkled on Chen Jingyu's ear, "The emperor asked. , why didn't you answer?"

How should he answer?

Chen Jingyu forced himself to raise his head and stared at Li Zhiyuan who suddenly had an outburst for some reason, and gritted his teeth tightly.

He was the one who got married, and he was the one who got the divorce papers. Why is Li Zhiyuan so angry?

There were small flames burning in Li Zhiyuan's eyes. He shouldn't have come here, but he came here by accident. He wanted to see Chen Jingyu's distressed appearance, but Chen Jingyu was going to rest on the couch, as if he had never Put him in your eyes.

No, Chen Jingyu never cared about him, it all started with a conspiracy.

"Chen Jingyu," Li Zhiyuan said bitterly, "I'll ask you one last time, I'm married, you..."

Chen Jingyu was overwhelmed by grievances, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and blurted out, "Happy."

Li Zhiyuan's pupils contracted violently, and he squeezed out words from between his teeth, "How to be happy?"

They are like two bruised beasts, but they are still fighting to the death, neither of them is willing to give in.

Chen Jingyu felt like a stick in his throat, "It is a happy event for the world to establish the mother of the country. As a citizen of the Southern Dynasty, how dare you not be happy for your majesty..."

He thought of the two words, never to dispute, and felt a pain in his heart. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words, "I also wish your majesty and the empress to spend a hundred years together hand in hand."

Li Zhiyuan's eyes lit up with monstrous anger, he told Chen Jingyu this, but now Chen Jingyu gave it back to him.

Very good, very good indeed.

How could there be such a hard-hearted person, he only regarded the wrong person with love.

Chen Jingyu was in extreme pain, he couldn't bear Li Zhiyuan showing off his new love in front of him, such insults, such tortures, it would be more satisfying to kill him directly.

"I not only want the queen to spend the time together, but a hundred years together," Li Zhiyuan pinched Chen Jingyu's wrist as if he wanted to crush the slender wrist bones, "After a hundred years, I will also bury the emperor's tomb with her, life and death ,never separate."

A bloody smell filled Chen Jingyu's throat, his whole body was trembling, and his voice was hoarse, "Your Majesty is here tonight, is that what my fellow officials said... Newlyweds, how can you leave your beautiful woman behind? "

Li Zhiyuan interrupted him, "I don't allow you to point fingers at my affairs."

But Chen Jingyu only wanted Li Zhiyuan to leave. He felt that the blood in his throat could no longer be suppressed, so he had to push Li Zhiyuan away, and took two steps back. Just as he was about to speak again, his blood surged, but he swallowed hard. go down.

Unexpectedly, at the next step, he was vigorously pushed onto the bed, Chen Jingyu was flustered, Li Zhiyuan had already leaned forward, and the anger in his eyes turned into lust.

He stared at Chen Jingyu like a wolf, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of meat from Chen Jingyu, and then said contemptuously, "I'm in a bad mood today, and I don't want to be rude, so I have to ask Chen Qing to help me."

Chen Jingyu looked at him incredulously, with burning pain on his face, he scolded angrily, "Li Zhiyuan!"

Seeing Chen Jingyu finally lost his composure, Li Zhiyuan felt relieved. He hated Chen Jingyu's mouthful of His Majesty, as if he had never been in love with him. Although Chen Jingyu was angry now, he still called his name so nicely.

It is such a Chen Jingyu who plays him in the palm of his hand, how can he be reconciled.

He pulled away Li Zhiyuan's robe, and suppressed all Li Zhiyuan's struggling movements, his slightly drunk face was stained with jokes, "I remember every inch of Chen Qing's body clearly..."

Chen Jingyu couldn't bear the humiliation, so he closed his eyes firmly.

The night is sultry, candle tears drop after drop, and the humiliating tone in the room lingers for a long time.

The author says:

Having said so much, I am just looking for an excuse to sleep with my wife, good!