The paper of the document is very delicate, and the handwriting on it is like a flying dragon and snake. It is the handwriting of Emperor Zuo Tianshi Fuyi, and it is indeed a document of divorce.
Zuo Tianshi had obviously anticipated all this and had everything prepared.
Gu Xijiu almost wanted to laugh. In this world, canceling an engagement is like getting a divorce. This document is the divorce certificate, and both men and women hold one copy.
Mu Feng's preparations were not as comprehensive as usual. Not only did he provide documents, but he also prepared pens dipped in ink, and even the ink pads for making fingerprints were prepared.
Gu Xijiu took the pen, glanced at the words on the document, then raised her hand to sign her name on it, and dipped her index finger into ink pad to make a fingerprint on her name.
After Gu Xijiu signed it, Mu Feng took a document. While taking the document, his fingers accidentally touched Gu Xijiu's little hand.
The tips of her little fingers were a little cold, but her face remained calm.
Mufeng worked straightforwardly and left after completing the task.
Gu Xijiu folded her piece of paperwork, put it into the storage space, and sat down again.
The laughter and laughter of the past returned to the hall, as if nothing had happened, but everyone's eyes often glanced at Gu Xijiu, and there seemed to be inquiry in their eyes...
Gu Xijiu ate a lot.
She wandered like a savage in the dark forest for six or seven days, munching on various fruits and feeling like she was about to turn into a monkey. Now that she was finally eating normal human food, which was carefully cooked by the imperial chef brought by Emperor Xuan, she naturally wanted to feast on it.
While eating, she suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her. She looked up and saw everyone looking at her with subtle looks, and some people sneered...
Gu Xijiu didn't react for a moment and subconsciously touched her face.
Did she get sauce on her face
Next to him, Rong Jialuo whispered: "Xijiu, eat slowly, don't choke." He scanned the surroundings again, met everyone's eyes and said calmly: "What are you looking at? Throw you into the dark forest. If you are destined to die, If you escape, you will be worse than her!"
Everyone smiled coquettishly and finally looked away.
Gu Xijiu finally realized that it was her appearance that surprised them—
She lowered her head and glanced at the plate in front of her, and a vein jumped on her forehead!
She actually emptied six or seven plates in one go! Most of them are large plates of meat...
She suddenly felt a little clogged and tired in her chest.
Rong Che handed over an amber bowl, with light green liquid sloshing in the bowl: "Xijiu, drink this."
Gu Xijiu knew from the smell that it was to promote digestion and relieve fatigue, which was just right for her. Gu Xijiu thanked her and drank it slowly. Finally, she no longer felt so uncomfortable.
"How?" Rong Che's eyes were concerned.
"Much better. Is this the palace's secret recipe?" The liquid tasted extremely delicious, and Gu Xijiu felt a little like eating the marrow.
Rong Che smiled: "I made it myself, whatever suits your taste."
Mr. Mo Shang is like a jade, and his smile is enough to charm a city. He has a light fragrance on his body, as elegant as orchid, but also like a poppy, which makes people want to smell it again, and even makes people's hearts move inexplicably.
Gu Xijiu didn't expect that the pampered eighth prince could actually prepare this, so she sincerely praised him.
There was light in Rong Che's eyes, and he chuckled: "I can also prepare medicinal soups with different flavors and effects. How about I treat you when I get back to the capital?"
(End of chapter)