Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 355 A Letter of Divorce (3)

Li Shude was astonished, and wanted to say something, but Ji Jiu'er had already walked to the pot, clearly leaving him here, paused, Li Shude rubbed his nose and left.

"Xiao Mo'er, I'll come." Ji Jiu'er walked to the pot and pushed the little girl away, flipping the dumplings with only his left hand. The girl beside him glanced at Li Shude who was leaving, and pointed at her anxiously.

"Sister, what's the background of that man? What did he ask you for?"

Ji Jiu'er understood her question, and said after a while, "Xiao Mo'er, we have been away from Shangyang City for six years, and it is time to go back."

"Where are brother-in-law and Nianchen? We haven't found them yet."

Seeing her younger sister gesturing and explaining what she meant, Ji Jiu'er suddenly wanted to shed tears. She wasted six years. During these six years, she could re-enter the brothel, and she could receive customers. Six years was enough for her to earn a lot of money. She didn't cure her younger sister's dumb disease, she just wanted to find him.

Ji Jiu'er, you are hopelessly stupid.

"I won't look for it anymore." Ji Jiu'er forced a smile, pushed a bowl over, and quickly filled a bowl of dumplings, "You will be sixteen this year, and if you wait for a while, what should you do if your throat never heals for the rest of your life?"

Xiao Mo glanced at her suspiciously, brought the dumplings to the guests and then turned back, continuing to gesticulate with nimble fingers, "I'm used to it. Sister, what's wrong with you, did that person say something just now?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, he poured a few spoonfuls of water into the pot, and Ji Jiu'er said slowly, "Your brother-in-law divorced me, and that man was his slave just now... Xiao Mo'er, sister is so stupid, she has been looking for you for six years Just wait for a letter of divorce."

Hearing this, Xiao Mo's face was pale, and she turned around and rushed to the street to look around. After a while, she walked up to her with a mournful face, and stroked her fingers again, "The man is gone, I can't find him, we need to ask for an explanation, why? Why did my brother-in-law divorce my sister for no reason?"

Xiao Mo made gestures so fast that Ji Jiu'er was dazzled by the sight, and finally she had no choice but to raise her left hand to stop Xiao Mo from continuing to make gestures, "It's been six years, and I can't survive without this letter of divorce, we can still find a lifetime ?"

Xiao Mo stared blankly at her.

Ji Jiu'er raised the corners of his mouth and laughed meaninglessly, "Let's close the stall early today, that Master Li said he would give us a lot of money, and we'll fix your throat when we get back to Shangyang City."

She couldn't even say the words "your brother-in-law" anymore.

Xiao Mo stared straight at her, as if trying to see through her thoughts, Ji Jiu'er lowered her head and pretended to be busy closing the stall, but accidentally knocked over a bowl of hot soup, splashing hot soup under her arms, piercing the pain in her heart and lungs She bared her teeth in pain and yelled, "Pain, pain, Xiao Moer, wet handkerchief!"

Xiao Mo was startled, quickly rolled up the handkerchief, wrung it wet and covered her arm, then slowly rolled up her sleeves, Xiao Mo pulled out the wet book paper.

The two huge characters of "Book of Divorce" were blurred by the water stains, and Xiao Mo burst into tears. Ji Jiu'er glanced at the words on it, then turned his head aside, and stopped looking at it.

At the end of the street, there was a luxurious and gorgeous eight-carrier sedan chair. Pearl tassels hung down along the four corners and swayed in the wind. Outside the dazzling and noble golden sedan chair, thin white gauze covered the entire oversized sedan chair. Under the hot sun, several bearers stood and waited with blank expressions, not far away, a small group of imperial guards were waiting.

Li Shude trotted all the way to the sedan chair, lifted his robe and knelt down on one knee, "The servant kowtowed to the prince for a thousand years. Back to the master, the servant has already handed over the letter of divorce to Miss Ji."

"Did she cry?" A man's voice came from inside the sedan chair. In the slightly dry air in early summer, his voice was so dark that it was deceptive.

(End of this chapter)