Pick up the pen, put down the pen, and put the pen away, all in one go, without any stagnation, and majestic!
Everyone craned their necks to see what Yun Qingyan wrote.
However, when the palace attendant waiting on the pen, ink, paper and inkstone saw the content above, he felt his arms tremble and broke out in cold sweat.
Yun Qingyan glanced at the writing on the paper with satisfaction. After using his Yuan Power to dry up the ink, he raised his hand and threw it towards Baili Qingxue.
The Yuan Li with precise control carried the rice paper and shot towards Baili Qingxue!
On the snow-white rice paper, two big characters with a dragon and a snake written on it and a silver hook drawn on iron suddenly came into view -
"Letter of divorce!"
"Yun Qingyan!" Several sounds of gnashing teeth resounded in the martial arts arena. Those ladies from aristocratic families with exquisite makeup didn't even have time to maintain their gentle image. They almost stood up and slapped the table and yelled at Yun Qingyan!
She...she...how dare she? !
How dare she write a letter of divorce to Baili Qingxue? !
On the stage, Emperor Bei'an was also so shocked that he couldn't recover for a while!
This is the first time I see a woman writing a divorce letter to a man!
The snow-white rice paper fell gently and landed on the table in front of Baili Qingxue.
The black ink contrasted with the white paper, which was particularly eye-catching. It was so eye-catching that it made his eyes sting.
His face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.
It was like a string that was stretched to the extreme and snapped.
"Wow!" There was a sweet taste in his throat, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore. A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the white rice paper, which was very sad and beautiful.
"Young Master Baili? Young Master Baili!" The imperial doctor accompanying him had a heartbeat and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, trying to feel his pulse.
Baili Qingxue brushed him away, but her clear eyes like ice and snow fell directly on the paper on the table.
Blood stains like plum blossoms were scattered on the two characters with silver hooks, which was particularly cold and sad.
Yun Qingyan stood on the stage, with clear black eyes and a cold voice.
The girl's clear and cold voice was exceptionally clear under the vast sky—
"Master Baili, here is a letter of divorce, please keep it!"
The flamboyant voice and wanton expression seemed to coincide with the girl's unruly and proud demeanor that day -
"Today you are indifferent to me, but tomorrow, I will make you unable to reach your level!"
Baili Qingxue closed her eyes miserably, and her thick long eyelashes cast a shadow, making her look particularly desolate.
Yes... He can't reach that high now.
She is no longer useless... The Earth Element Master in his late teens is no less talented than him.
Even the best formation masters in Bei'an Kingdom begged to become their master.
Now... how could she like him... someone who broke his promise, hurt her, and harmed her
"Yun Qingyan!" Seeing Baili Qingxue vomiting out blood, Emperor Bei'an's face tightened, and there was a hint of cold questioning in his voice.
He, Bei'an Country, has not reached a god level for many years!
If this continues, they will all be forgotten.
Hundreds of miles of clear snow, nothing can happen!
Facing the question from Emperor Bei'an, Yun Qingyan was unhurried and there was no trace of nervousness on his face facing the emperor's wrath.
"Your Majesty, I did not ask you to take back the marriage edict.
I just asked for a break from Baili Qingxue. There is no contradiction between you granting me a marriage and me divorcing him, right? "
She said with a smile.
Everyone looked at Yun Qingyan's sophistry and were dumbfounded in surprise.
But the emperor granted you a marriage in front of you, and you wrote a letter of divorce on the back. Isn't it too arrogant? !
Third update~~Lightning Protection: Qingyan and the original owner are soul fused, and they are originally the same person, which will be mentioned later! ! ! Don't say anything about writing a letter of divorce to Baili and asking the original owner for his opinion. . . . . . . .
(End of chapter)