Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 540 Seven Sins
At the Heroes' Meeting, the invited martial arts masters from all walks of life came here for Tianxiang Cardamom.

Those who lost also waited to see who Tianxiang Cardamom would fall into in the end, but unexpectedly, the final ring was postponed for a day because of the poisoning of the worry-free girl, and then it was delayed for a few days.

Things are developing in a direction that no one expected.

First, Zhuangzhu He's only son was seriously ill, and Zhuangzhu He didn't want to host the group arena, which is understandable.

But what is going on with the wedding invitation in front of everyone right now?

The sick child who won't survive the spring of this year is going to marry a wife.

The one who married was not Biren, but Wuyou, a master of internal skills who participated in this meeting.

For a while, everyone was talking about it.

Some people say that in this way, there is no doubt as to who the Tianxiang Cardamom belongs to. Wuyou's move is so clever that he even sacrificed himself to get the Tianxiang Cardamom.

Some people also said that what Wuyou can get is not only Tianxiang cardamom, but in the future, the whole Hejiazhuang will be in her pocket. I can't see that such a mediocre master has such a deep scheming and vigor. ambition.

Some people also said that seeing He Yongning's servants invite Wuyou to have breakfast together, it is likely that He Yongning preferred Wuyou and wanted to start a family before he died, so he offered Wuyou a generous offer, hoping that she would marry Wuyou. He Yongning.Because there is a legend in the He family that if He Yongning does not get married before the age of 25, he will have to live with this sick and tired body in his next life.

No matter what these people said, everyone didn't feel disappointed about the delay of the arena. On the contrary, it was this marriage that made people excited and eager to watch.

And in a certain courtyard in the East Wing, looking at the bright red invitation card in front of him, Long Aohan's face was so gloomy that it was like the surface of the sea before a heavy rain.

She is getting married, with He Yongning.

In order to get Tianxiang Nutmeg and kill Lan Yi, she went so far as to resort to all means.

Meng Baiyun, he really underestimated her meanness.

The old man Tianji obviously understood what Long Aohan was thinking, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder lovingly: "Son, just rest assured, Master He is not the kind of dishonest person, this Tianxiang cardamom, all martial arts Knowing that only the leader of the ring is eligible to get it, he will not give it to that woman."

Even though he said this, the gloomy look on Long Aohan's face did not disappear at all.

A pair of dark pupils fell on the bride's name on the invitation.

No worries, no worries.

She dared to marry.

For some reason, I froze for a moment at the thought of myself.

Why, she can't marry.

Could it be a man's self-esteem that doesn't allow that woman to throw herself into the arms of other men while still carrying the title of his wife?
She is still Mrs. Long, and he hasn't divorced her yet.

Thinking of this, the depression in his heart was getting thick, and the fists beside him even unconsciously squeezed the knuckles.

Old Man Tianji noticed something strange: "My son, don't tell me you still can't let go of that woman."

"No." He couldn't let her go, a joke, he didn't want to think about the past with her at all, he just didn't allow her to dare to marry someone else with the title of Mrs. Long.

Thinking of this, he turned and went into the study, closed the door, and spread out the paper.

The letter of divorce is strong and powerful, but I don't know what to write next.

The seven crimes are: childlessness, one; adultery, two; neglect of uncle, three; tongue, four; theft, five; jealousy, six; sickness, seven, which one will he take Did you divorce her?

Thinking of the scene of her embracing Duan Nian in the garden that day, his hand holding the writing brush almost broke the bamboo pen holder, without hesitation, he wrote two words, obscene.

But for some reason, those two words pierced his heart.

Obscenity, Meng Baiyun.

Meng Baiyun, prostitute.

Why don't you want to associate her with these two words so much.

Seeing that he was finally upset, he tore the piece of paper angrily and crumpled it into a ball.

rewrite.

Divorce book.

With the word wild, one can see the ups and downs in his heart, but he doesn't know why he is angry.

Because of men's desire to possess and control?

He has never been a person who cares about other things, nor is he selfish enough to think that if he doesn't want it, others can't.

But why, she was getting married, he would be so angry.

She must be divorced, he can remarry, and she can remarry, but it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and she has polyandry, which is a humiliation to him.

So, he picked up a pen, and imposed the seven crimes on her body one by one, regardless of whether they were real or not. After finishing writing, his heart ached.

But the colic was only fleeting, and it was more of an inexplicable anger.

Even if the divorce letter was written, even if she was humiliated in the divorce letter, it still couldn't make her heart feel better.

It must be because it hasn't been sent out yet.

He roughly folded the piece of paper, the sky had already darkened, and he strode out of the yard.

Old Man Tianji chased after him: "Son, where are you going?"

"Mom, you have dinner by yourself, don't wait for me."

His back quickly disappeared in front of old man Tianji.

Old Man Tianji frowned deeply, what happened to this child?Is it true that there is no love for Meng Baiyun before? Hey, if you really have no feelings, then you are too cruel and heartless. After all, you have given birth to a child for him, and it is normal to have feelings.

Whether Meng Baiyun is going to marry He Yongning, from now on, the two of them will be safe and sound, and the ashes will return to the ashes, but the heavenly fragrance of cardamom must never fall into Meng Baiyun's hands.

Thinking of Zhuangzhu He's words, she felt a little more at ease.

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When Long Aohan broke into Meng Baiyun's room with the letter of divorce, the maid was bringing in the wedding clothes.

I was very surprised to see him. After the wife-to-be moved to the main courtyard, she hasn't had any visitors yet.

"you are?"

As soon as he asked, he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and then fell unconscious. The tray holding the wedding dress and phoenix crown in his hand also fell to the ground. The jewelry and clothes on it were scattered all over the ground. The phoenix crown rolled and fell In front of the dressing table not far away.

Meng Baiyun was looking at his own face in front of the dressing table. Just now Xi Po came in with a makeup girl, and said that the wedding clothes would be delivered in a while, so she put on makeup first, and when the wedding clothes arrived, she put them on and tried the overall effect. Change again.

She let them toss, and she cooperated extremely well with this marriage.

Neither sad nor happy.

The phoenix crown rolled down to her feet, and she turned around instinctively. The gorgeous makeup was applied to this exquisite face, just like a blooming peony, sprinkled with thick dewdrops, shining brilliantly. One cannot look away.

Long black hair, waiting to be coiled and softly draped over the long pink dress, black as ink.

Those black eyes looked at Long Aohan quietly, calmly, like a pool of stagnant water, even the corners of the eyes didn't move at all, as if looking at someone who had nothing to do with him.

He came, which was beyond her expectation.

He held a piece of paper in his hand, and it was slightly deformed due to the forceful pulling, and she suddenly guessed what it was.

Lazy stood up, bent down to pick up the phoenix crown, brushed off the dust on it, straightened the crooked pearls on it, every movement carried a sense of wantonness and laziness, as if there was no other person in the room.

He looked at her, inexplicably irritable.

This bride, she did so with peace of mind.

"Meng Baiyun, you are getting married, I will give you a congratulatory gift."

"Let it go."

She said lightly.

He stepped forward, shaking the paper in front of her as if to humiliate her.

In the afterglow of the dusk, the two characters of the huge letter of divorce are written wildly, revealing the impatient desire in the writer's heart at that time.

Meng Baiyun took it, his face expressionless.

Just when he saw Xiu Li's crimes below, he let out a laugh.

"Childless, promiscuous, do not care about aunts and uncles, gossip, theft, jealousy, sickness."

She read them one by one, and after she finished, she raised her head and looked at Long Aohan: "In the first year you disappeared, I was depressed for a whole year. Feihong would accompany me every day. When I was awake, he would hold a I read the book next to me, and when I fell asleep, he took a nap next to my bed. At that time, he was five years old. He didn’t ask me anything, and he never cried. Only one night, he didn’t know what to do. What kind of dream, crying, crying in a low voice, I didn't move, he thought I was asleep, he came over and hugged my arm, begging me over and over again, begging me not to leave him, not to abandon him, begging me not to to die."

she said quietly.

That night was the deepest debt she owed Feihong in her later memories.

That child, he actually knows everything, he guards her day and night, he worries about her more than anyone else, but he suppresses his emotions, trying not to cause trouble for her with a depth that doesn't match his age, and prevents her from being emotionally involved. What is the burden on you.

She told Long Aohan this, and then, picking up the pen, crossed out the line "no child" on the divorce letter.

"If you don't admit it, he also exists. To you, he is not as good as you and her children, but he is actually living in this world. He is my treasure."

Long Aohan watched her speak quietly like this, crossed out that one, and suddenly felt that when he wrote these two words, he was too cruel.

What he wanted to say, she has already continued to speak: "Mother was pushed because of my uncle's good friend, and because of her advanced age, she never recovered. Later, you disappeared and my second child died. At the beginning, I hid it from her, but in the end I couldn't hide it. She was hit hard and couldn't get sick. But because of various things, I ignored her. I never did it, and let her The elderly worry about me all the time, take care of me, and don't care about my uncle, I admit this."

He frowned, and for some reason, his heart ached.

"Talk, hehe, whatever, it doesn't matter."

Her hand holding the pen continued down.

"Theft." As if she was thinking about something, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes were dull, or she didn't even have any emotion at all, "I don't accept this, because I don't want my child to have a thief mother."

"..." There was something in his throat, but he didn't know what to express.

It seemed that she didn't want her to go any further.

(End of this chapter)