Why hasn't His Highness written a letter of divorce?

Jiang Qingning complained of illness and did not go to the morning court for several days.

He thought of leaving Chang'an, but everything didn't go as he wished immediately.

Jiang Qingning had no way of knowing what Xiao Che was thinking.He could only roughly guess that Xiao Che angrily told him to get out that day, probably because he hated him.

I just don't know if Xiao Che will drive him out of Chang'an because of this disgust and anger about that day's incident?

Jiang Qingning hoped that Xiao Che would drive him away in a fit of anger.

However, Xiao Che was very calm these few days, he didn't ask too much about Jiang Qingning's illness, and the palace's preparations for concubine selection didn't stop, as if nothing happened.

The only shocking thing is that Yu Wang Xiao Heng was imprisoned.

It was King Yu who pushed Jiang Qingning into the water that day, but Jiang Qingning himself was not prepared to hide, he was thinking of taking advantage of King Yu.

King Yu was so rampant that day, and he was sure that nothing would happen to him. He thought that he was an imposing prince, but he just pushed a small civil servant into the water. Even if he drowned, no one would do anything to him.

Jiang Qingning himself thought so, he thought that this matter would not cause any trouble, even if Xiao Che was found out to be King Yu, nothing would happen to him.

But unexpectedly, Yu Wang was imprisoned because of this incident.

Jiang Qingning was still a little uneasy for a while.

He didn't dare to think that Xiao Che was so strict on this matter because of himself.

Xiao Che has already made up his mind to choose a concubine, so he will definitely not have much affection for him anymore.

Everything can only continue to wait and see.

But this night, Feng Ying came again.

Jiang Qingning tried her best this time, and finally persuaded Feng Ying.

Jiang Qingning poured a cup of tea for Feng Ying, and said, "You really don't have to work hard anymore, there is really no possibility between me and Your Majesty."

Feng Ying looked gloomy. He looked at Jiang Qingning coldly. After a long time, he finally reached out to pick up the tea on the table.

Jiang Qingning sat down at the table, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you? You persuaded me to go back then, but now you want me to stay with His Majesty?"

Feng Ying paused while drinking tea, and he slowly raised his eyelids and replied, "Because His Majesty needed the throne in order to save General Yan. Now the throne is not important to His Majesty."

Jiang Qingning was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Then what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, he can give up the throne for you now." Feng Ying replied slowly.

Jiang Qingning froze suddenly, and after a while, he shook his head and denied Feng Ying's words: "Your Majesty, he already hates me very much now, and the letter I left back then hurt him deeply, and he will never forgive me. What's more, I was never worth him giving up anything."

Feng Ying frowned and looked at him: "The misunderstanding back then, just need to be resolved."

Jiang Qingning shook her head again and said, "If you can't solve it, you won't be able to solve it in this lifetime."

Feng Ying looked at him seriously.

Jiang Qingning poured himself a cup of tea, which he drank slowly.

Only Jiang Qingning knew the contents of the secret letter sent to him by Emperor Yong'an back then.

If it weren't for that secret letter back then, Jiang Qingning might not have left at all.

In fact, death was not very scary to him. Back then, Emperor Yong'an sent someone to kill him. In fact, Jiang Qingning was not very afraid. What he was really afraid of was another thing.

Feng Ying sat for a long time, and had no intention of getting up to leave. Maybe Jiang Qingning didn't tell the reason tonight, because he wasn't going to leave.

In Feng Ying's view, Jiang Qingning was just chased and killed by Emperor Yong'an back then. He knew that Emperor Yong'an would get rid of him sooner or later if he stayed, and he chose to leave in order not to prevent Xiao Che from becoming emperor.

As long as these are explained to Xiao Che, Xiao Che will definitely understand and accept them.

It was after Jiang Qingning left that Feng Ying suddenly regretted seeing Xiao Che in such pain. Maybe he could have Jiang Qingning fake his death, or he could escort Jiang Qingning to a safe place where no one can find him, and let Jiang Qingning pretend to leave.

He, Feng Ying, has been burdened by a love word all his life, and he has been depressed all his life, so why let Xiao Che be like him again.

That's why Feng Ying tried his best to make up for the previous mistakes this time, and wanted Xiao Che and Jiang Qingning to get back together.

"It's a pity that we can't go back." Jiang Qingning said helplessly, he saw through Feng Ying's thoughts.

After drinking another cup of tea, it was too late, so Jiang Qingning had no choice but to chase away the guests: "Feng..."

Feng Ying has no official position now, he is a monk in Guo'an Temple, but he is not a real monk, so Jiang Qingning didn't know how to address him for a while, after a pause, he had to address him as before: "The sky is very beautiful It's getting late, Chief Feng, you'd better go back and rest as soon as possible."

"No hurry." Feng Ying sat firmly like a clock, but still had no intention of leaving, he glanced at Jiang Qingning a few times, and said in a flat tone.The meaning is obvious, they want Jiang Qingning to tell the reason.

He wanted to know what Jiang Qingning's misunderstanding of "I can't solve it in this lifetime" was?Was there something he didn't know back then?

Jiang Qingning had no choice but to continue to stalemate with him.

In the winter weather, Jiang Qingning's mansion was not completely repaired, and there was no earth dragon built under the house.Heating can only be done with a brazier.

It was late at night, and most of the servants went to rest. The charcoal in the brazier was almost exhausted, and no one came to fill it.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Qingning was getting so cold that she could hardly hold on.

Feng Ying is a martial arts practitioner, and his physique is naturally much better than Jiang Qingning's. Sitting in front of the table, his complexion does not change, as if he doesn't feel the cold at all.

Only Jiang Qingning herself was getting so cold that she couldn't help her teeth chattering.

Really couldn't hold on any longer, Jiang Qingning was cold all over, and her face turned blue from the cold.

"Forget it." Jiang Qingning had to compromise, and said helplessly, "I know that to you, His Majesty is also your closest relative. No matter what, you will not harm him."

Feng Ying instantly looked at Jiang Qingning with interest.

Jiang Qingning thought about it for a long time. He knew that Feng Ying could tell about this matter, otherwise he would not have said it no matter what.

Jiang Qingning waved to Feng Ying and said, "Then I'll tell you."

Feng Ying leaned over in an instant, ready to listen with a puzzled expression.

"Back then, it was Emperor Yong'an who sent that secret letter, and His Majesty must never know the contents of it..." Jiang Qingning still couldn't help but feel a sudden pain in his heart when he mentioned this now.

Feng Ying's expression gradually became solemn from the beginning of doubt, and finally turned into suppressed anger.

"If that dog emperor is still alive, I will cut him to pieces." Feng Ying said with red eyes holding back his anger.

He had already tightly clenched his fingers, and there was no way to vent that anger, and finally the palm fell, shattering the table in front of the two of them.