Chapter 1423 - 772: A Divorce Letter (Two-in-One) (2)

"Scared speechless, why remain silent?" she said in a deep voice.

Chen Yi sighed inwardly; the more she warns him like this, the less she truly wishes to fall out with him.

The mountain tiger shuns closeness, hence it roars ferociously.

"Have you enjoyed yourself these past days?" Chen Yi asked.

Qin Qingluo's gaze sparkled suddenly, "What do you mean?" she retorted.

"These days I accompany the Prince, always considering myself a minister, adhering to duty, following orders... The Prince must find it quite amusing."

His words fell one by one, expressionless as he spoke, while Qin Qingluo's face gradually showed some gloom.

He never reacts well to coercion, soft words are his preference. How could she not know his true nature, aware that his flattery these days is all insincere, yet it aligns with her intentions, so exposing it is pointless, better to see through and not speak of it.

Now he has spoken frankly; she was unsure of his intent.

He merely laughed, mockingly exposing:

"Qin Qingluo, what face are you putting on for me?

Do you truly possess the aura of a dragon and phoenix, or kingly dominance?

Because you're Qin Yue's mother, I've yielded, bowed, and scraped."

Upon hearing this, she immediately fell silent, distant lanterns seemed to dim slightly, shadow covering the Princess's face.

Far away, she spoke three words: "Good, good, good..."

Chen Yi looked at her, fireworks rising, flickering illumination, her eyes vertical snake-like, her partially hidden face bearing a strong dragon resemblance.

Qin Qingluo raised her hand to touch her chin, lowered her head to look down at him, said blandly:

"Now you have other offspring, so you don't wish to continue the act?"

"Precisely."

Chen Yi spoke bluntly.

Blunt enough to feel somewhat beastly himself.

With Yin Weiyin's guidance like awakening from a great dream, followed by Zhu E's poignant words cutting to the essence, Chen Yi realized he cannot compromise with Qin Qingluo like this.

Besides, where is Chen Yi the saintly gentleman who would compromise everywhere?

If saintly, not even speaking of the palace harem, getting involved with others wouldn't happen, no fate with the Twin Yin Lords, master's strict prohibitions, Lin Wanxiao, Zhu E, Consort Dong needn't be considered, ultimately, there would be only Min Yuechi as a fallback, becoming a female knight and forming a lifelong pair.

Qin Qingluo's gaze grew increasingly indistinct, the thin paper barrier already pierced, she realized she truly couldn't control him.

Just as he said, their martial arts are vastly different, one Second Rank, one Fourth Rank, with deep-seated resentment, the former bowed to the latter only because Qin Yue was his sole offspring.

Thus she enjoyed exceptional favor as a vassal king at times, gifts beyond protocol, due to this reason.

But now, Qin Yue is no longer the sole heir.

In the pavilion, he stepped forward.

Beside Qin Qingluo's ears, the strong wind swept up, strands of hair danced, in the blink of an eye, a shadow charged towards her face, she'd always been wary, his sudden attack wasn't entirely unforeseen, yet she couldn't clearly see his actions.

She suddenly felt her throat heat up, a sense of suffocation, realizing she was on the brink of death, her eyes flared with rage, unwilling to leave the world with a sorrowful expression.

But coming to, she realized she wasn't dead.

The choking sensation was from foreign presence, Chen Yi's two fingers stuffed into her mouth, slowly stirring.

The tall woman's stunned, shame, and anger surged forward, the towering figure trembled slightly, yet strength refused to gather, like a furious rouge horse exhausting all efforts yet unable to resist.

Chen Yi ignored her extreme angered gaze, unwavered, calmly said:

"Don't fear I'll harm you.

No matter new grudges or old feuds, I won't kill you, just want to screw you,

Understand, Qin Qingluo."

Qin Qingluo first trembled violently, like a caged beast wanting to break free, but Chen Yi only increased pressure slightly, the overwhelming True Qi pressed her like a mountain, bones couldn't bear it and shook, her knees bent, figure lowered, gradually, she calmed down, fingers lodged at her throat, unable to speak, only faint humming sound, eyes still confronting Chen Yi.

Chen Yi slowly released her, finally she could breathe, "Hah... cough cough..."

With a hint of sensation at her lips, he reached out considerately to wipe away drool streaming down her lip edge, her large hand came, gripping his wrist, pressing his finger towards her lip edge, refusing to yield.

Chen Yi smiled, licked it, then leaned forward to kiss her crimson lips.

He felt the Princess seemed particularly greedy, her tongue wrestled like a Jiao Dragon with his,

It was like the Jiao Dragon searching for the Dragon Ball in the sea, seeking a trace of... a peculiar sense of security.

After a long while, their lips parted, the Princess straightened up, looking down at him once more from a higher position.

"Are you satisfied?" Chen Yi asked.

"It's acceptable." She wiped the corner of her lips.

Qin Qingluo loosened his joints, raised his hand and shrugged his shoulders, then tugged at his ceremonial attire, adjusting it. The large python on the garment appeared more ferocious due to the wrinkles, and because of the clothing adjustments, something fell out from the sleeve.

It seemed like a document, and before Qin Qingluo could react, Chen Yi quickly reached out and picked it up, discovering the character "divorce" when it was partially opened.

Chen Yi's pupils contracted, as if he had been stabbed in the eye.

It turned out to be a divorce letter!

He hadn't expected Qin Qingluo to be so fierce. If not for tonight's assertiveness, he might have been driven out of the house.

"You intend to divorce me?"

Qin Qingluo did not answer, only said, "Since you've seen it, burn it."

This time, Chen Yi was genuinely angry, sneering, "Qin Qingluo, you're being too bold."

"The bold one is you, how dare you flirt everywhere? You must realize you're a father, and rather than letting you ruin my household and corrupt Qin Yue, it's better to divorce early."

"Ha, tomorrow I'll go to Jingren Palace, where an Imperial Concubine awaits."

As he spoke, Qin Qingluo swiftly extended her hand, pulling Chen Yi close.

"The virtuous shall rule the world, the current young master of Great Yu is weak, the Demon Queen holds power, intending to overturn the regime, the court is foolish and tyrannical, only awaiting one to clear the royal house and sweep through the realm."

"Personal desire, I don't wish to listen to you."

"And aren't you full of personal desire too?"

"My personal desire is permissible, yours is not."

"...Fine, I also spoke for... Yue'er.

If I conquer the world, the world is hers,"

Qin Qingluo's gaze burned intensely,

"You are also hers."

Hearing this, Chen Yi was inexplicably captivated by her aura.

After a while, seemingly to relieve tension, or perhaps not to be overshadowed, Chen Yi chuckled, the smile appearing vague in the dim light, making it unclear if it was a mockery or something else, then he reached out and lightly slapped Qin Qingluo on her firm and well-shaped buttocks from years of martial arts practice.

The soft sound echoed clearly in the silence.

Qin Qingluo trembled all over, her muscles immediately tensed, she turned sharply to glare at Chen Yi, her once solemn and calm eyes now flowed with shame and annoyance, and a hint of acquiescence.

She didn't dodge, nor did she erupt immediately, only staring at him fiercely, her breathing quickens, chest heaving.

Facing her gaze, Chen Yi's smile did not fade, instead, it deepened.

The noise from the main hall seemed more distinct, mixed with faint silken zither sounds and voices, reminding them the banquet was about to begin, and everyone was waiting.

He withdrew his hand, fingertips seemingly still feeling the resilience, and the instant warmth that rose beneath the fabric.

"Let's go back to the banquet first." Chen Yi spoke, leisurely adding, "Later... I'll take care of you."

Qin Qingluo furrowed her brow, momentarily unable to adapt to his rare assertiveness, she narrowed her snake-like eyes, countered with a smile, regaining some of her usual dignity.

Due to height, it seemed Chen Yi's assertiveness was more like equal footing with her.

Silence spread between them for a few seconds.

Then, she stepped forward. Her steps steady as ever, carrying the authority of the Prince of Annan, headed towards the brightly lit main hall direction. Without looking back at Chen Yi, as if nothing had just happened.

Chen Yi stood on the spot, the smile receding from his lips now seemed intriguing, watching her straight back merge into the deepening night.

He raised his hand, fingers unconsciously pinching, as if still feeling her body's instant tremor from the slap, and her forced composure of stiffness.

Deceived by the Little Fox for long, he forgot momentarily, acting tough was actually quite satisfying, she sure is a Demon Concubine, next time must properly take care of her.

But tonight, must first deal with the Prince.

"Ha..." He chuckled lowly, also stepping forward to follow, unhurriedly.

With one in front and one behind, they traversed the corridor adorned with lanterns, heading towards the bustling banquet.

Along the path, servants and maids seeing the Prince and concubine approaching, all respectfully bowed and avoided, not daring to raise their heads to closely observe the atmosphere between them.