Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 354 A Letter of Divorce (2)

"Thank you." Ji Jiu'er pinched the thin paper, and the word "divorce letter" was shocking. She was surprised that she could still speak in such a calm manner. Perhaps years of life had worn away her temper.

"It's okay." The young man looked at her hanging hand and looked a little embarrassed, "Miss Ji, your hand..."

"Six years ago, there was a fire at home. I wanted to save my husband and son, but I was trapped in the fire and lost my right hand." Ji Jiu'er lowered her eyebrows and finished speaking calmly, without much expression.

The words on the divorce letter were indeed in his handwriting, every word was indifferent and ruthless.

The man was shocked, of course he knew that the husband and son she was talking about were the crown prince and eldest son whom he served, but her silent expression surprised him too much, she spoke as if it was not his business.

"The pen and ink are not new, Young Master Ce... When did His Royal Highness write it down?" Ji Jiuer asked again, neatly.

The man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied, "Oh, it was written on the day I married the Crown Princess."

Married to the Crown Princess... Heh, married again.

The divorce letter was written all the time, but it was not until the moment when it could not be concealed that it was sent out to send her away.

The fingertips holding the paper trembled slightly, and Ji Jiu'er gritted her teeth firmly, so what is her search for the past six years, is she deceiving herself?
"Miss Ji..." The young man looked at her worriedly.

"I didn't know that he set off the fire six years ago because he wanted to get rid of me and his past identity." Without crying or pretending to smile, Ji Jiu'er just stated the facts calmly, "In fact, he You can explain it to me, then I won't waste six years doing unnecessary things, my little sister and I are penniless everywhere we go, and we haven't eaten a full meal, just to find him and children."

This was probably the most embarrassing thing in Ji Jiu'er's life. She gave up her full meal in order to find someone she didn't want to find. It's not like Ji Jiu'er anymore.

When it came to money, the young man remembered his mission and hurriedly said, "Miss Ji, I will send someone to escort you and Lingmei all the way back to Shangyang City safely. As for the money, don't worry, the crown prince has ordered that Ji The girl will be rich enough for the rest of her life."

He refused to even show his face, and asked her to leave after writing a letter of divorce... It really seemed like something he would do, so heartless and neat.

That's right, how could His Royal Highness, the crown prince of a country, be willing to have a wretched wife from a lowly family background.

"Okay, I'm going to trouble you." Ji Jiu'er calmly agreed, without beating around the bush, and stood up holding the letter of divorce in his left hand, with an obvious intention of seeing off the guests on his face, "Do you want to stay and eat a bowl of dumplings?"

The young man blushed more than half, shook his head and stood up in embarrassment, "My name is Li Shude, I am not a master, just a servant who works by the prince's side."

"Master Li doesn't speak like that." Ji Jiu'er said flatly, tucking the letter of divorce into his sleeve, his eyes wandering to the steaming hot pot at the dumpling stand.

Li Shude followed her line of sight, and saw a girl who was about as thin as her figure was standing in front of the pot busy making dumplings, a small white lotus-like arm was exposed under the rolled up sleeves, and her dexterous face was covered by Xun was sweating profusely, and wiped it off with a handkerchief from time to time.

"She's my sister." Ji Jiu'er said when he saw him looking at her sister, and added, "She's dumb."

"Miss Ji, if you need any more care, please feel free to tell me, the prince will definitely try his best to make up for it." Li Shude almost blurted out, he didn't know what was wrong with him, maybe it was because of his special sympathy for his sister who had been looking for her husband for six years Miss Ji.

Ji Jiu'er took a deep look at him, pursed her lips tightly, and said word for word after a while, "Tell him, he owes me Ji Jiu'er, and he won't be able to pay it back in his life."

(End of this chapter)