"Your Highness, stop beating." The other guards rushed up in a swarm, blocking Murong Ningyue and the others, and seizing Simen Boming's body to prevent them from touching each other again.

Ximen Boming was pulled away by the guards, and his mind was sobered up by anger that he woke up a little. He tidied up his clothes and looked at Murong Ningyue and said, "Murong Ningyue, please wait for this prince and see how I deal with you."

"Hmph, I'll wait, see what you can do to me. Be careful not to capsize in the gutter and Amitabha." Murong Ningyue said coldly, looking at Ximen Boming calmly.

"Hey, this person should be a little self-aware." At this time, Murong Ziyu suddenly walked out of the crowd and looked at Murong Ningyue proudly and said.

"I know how to know myself?" Murong Ningyue snorted disdainfully, looking at Murong Ziyu, her heart was not filled with ups and downs. This Murong Ziyu was just a arrogant and domineering lady.

"Yes, the most important thing is to have self-knowledge. Do you know what your identity is, what your prince is? How can you deserve your identity? Now you can give you such a precious elixir and thank you. "Murong Ziyu said with a crackling sound.

After saying that, Murong Ziyu did not stop and walked two more steps towards Murong Ningyue, saying with a rebellious attitude: "Murrong Ningyue, you should think about it carefully. Such a valuable elixir is probably the only chance you have in your life. If you don't want it now, I'm afraid you won't have any chance in the future."

"Miss Second Miss said it well, Murong Ningyue, I think you should take this pill well." Ximen Boming immediately looked full of spring breeze when he heard Murong Ziyu's words, and said with a smile, thinking in his heart that this second Miss is still well-educated and well-educated.

‘Hmph, a couple of dogs, singing and reconciling, and having done such a dirty thing, he had a smile on his face. If you don’t deal with it well today, you’re sorry for yourself.’ Murong Ningyue felt a little contempt in her heart and made up her mind.

"Okay, it's just a break from the engagement. No problem. I'm not such a person who is so obsessed with it." Murong Ningyue raised her head proudly and said, her face full of calmness.

"Well, that's all. Sister, you should have figured it out long ago. Things will be much easier to do now." Murong Ziyu's face suddenly turned joyful and she smiled brightly.

"Wait a minute, I agree to break the engagement, but I will write this divorce book." Murong Ningyue touched her chin and said thoughtfully.

"Would you write the divorce book?" Ximen Boming frowned fiercely when he heard Murong Ningyue's words. He thought to himself, as long as Murong Ningyue agreed to break off the engagement, wouldn't it be the same for anyone to write the divorce book? Then he nodded, "Okay, you write it, come here, and you will serve the pen and ink."

Not long after Ximen Boming's speech fell, the servant took the paper and pen and grinded the ink, brought a table, put the paper and pen and left it.

Murong Ningyue walked to the front of the table, dipped her pen in ink, started writing on the paper, wrote a few words in a slew, then signed her name, ended her pen and got up, her movements were extremely chic.
Chapter completed!