: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :

"Well, there is no need to follow her anymore. She should have suffered a lot from Dr. Zhou's stranger."

"Yes, the old slave obeys the order"

Su Mo finished speaking sarcastically and got up and walked out of the hall.

"Miss, where are you going?" asked Madam An.

"Of course I'm asking the prince to get a divorce letter." Su Moliang's voice came from a distance, and I couldn't help but let Madam An wipe her sweat.

What a poor prince, there are at least a dozen letters to write this divorce letter!

When Su Moliang stepped into Nan Qingjue's bedroom, Nan Qingjue lay on the couch, pillowing his head with his right hand and holding a book with his left hand, looking leisurely and at ease.

"Send it away?" I stared at the book, but the words were said to Su Moliang.

"No, I still have your divorce letter." Su Moliang sat straight over and sat on the chair without hesitation.

When Nan Qingjue heard this, his hand holding the book froze. He immediately put down the book, frowned and growled: "Dis graduation? Didn't this king say that you will never think about it in your next life!"

"It's not for me, for those daughters." Su Moliang glanced at him speechlessly. He was obviously not irritable, but he was so irritable to her. I really don't know if he owes him.

After hearing this, Nan Qingjue suddenly realized and had to sigh that the woman he liked was really a bad method.

"Don't write." Reject without hesitation.

Su Moliang was stunned: "Don't you want to cooperate with me? Have you changed your mind so quickly?"

Nan Qingjue raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, with the corners of his lips curled up, and his low voice was a little hoarse, "I only marry you, who do you want me to write a divorce letter for?"

Nan Qingjue's meaning is very clear. He only married Su Moliang in his life and only admitted Su Moliang. No matter who other women are or what form they are related to him, it is nothing to him! Let alone any divorce book!

Su Moliang's heart was shocked. After understanding what he meant, his cheeks became a little hot.

This guy either makes her angry or teases her.

"I told them everything that the divorce letter will be sent to the mansion tomorrow."

Seeing her persistence, Nan Qingjue smiled deeper on her lips and shouted outside: "Butler Zhong, come in."

When Housekeeper Zhong got the order, he stepped forward obediently and waited for the order.

"You, write more than a dozen divorce letters, sign your name, and send someone to various mansions." Nan Qingjue gave a cold order.

When Su Moliang heard this, he burst out laughing.

Nan Qingjue is much crueler than her! He thought of such a sinister trick!

When Mr. Zhong heard this, he turned pale and waved his hand in panic: "No, no, no, no, no, no, prince, I am a slave, how can I write a divorce letter for those daughters, and sign the old slave's name. Don't break the slave."

"If you ask you to write, just write it, what are you talking about!" Nan Qing was so unhappy that he growled, with a tough attitude and could not refute it.

Butler Zhong's face was so bitter that he wrinkled into a ball, but he didn't dare to refuse.

He had never done such a scam. If the ministers and daughters received the divorce letter signed by a slave, they would probably faint from anger!

Alas, who made him have a black-hearted princess and a more black-hearted prince?

Su Moliang made the person feel very distressed, while Su Yixue was tortured to death.

Since she came to Dr. Zhou, she has been tortured by the latter in various perverted ways, in order to make her heal her face.

Anyway, Nan Jinghuan didn't touch her. It didn't matter whether she could do it cleanly. What was important was to face him with a beautiful face.

However, the injury on her face was too serious. Dr. Zhou said that the skin must be replaced and human skin must be repaired.

So Su Yixue reported Su Moliang's name without hesitation.

"I heard that Su Moliang is not weak, and he is supported by the Ninth Prince and the people from Nanxing Academy. Are you sure you want to provoke her?" Zhou Wei Dai is not stupid, and he has heard of Su Moliang's name.

Su Yixue gritted her teeth, and the hatred that penetrated her bones had already lost her mind.

"I just want her skin, just her skin!!!"
Chapter completed!