Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 649 Finally married!Yunyue asks for a divorce letter!

"Yuanmu, I will never disbelieve you in the future, I promise." The plain hand stretched out, clasped his five fingers easily, and loosened the tight palm, and there was an even rubbing sound from under the table, an unprecedented feeling. Stiffness spread from his knuckles to his entire body.

"Um--"

He finally heard the promise he wanted to hear the most, and the sulking sullenness dissipated in an instant, and the brows began to flow with ease, as if he had settled a matter on his mind.

Seeing that Yi Muyuan was no longer angry, Aunt Chun let out a long mouthful of foul air, and went back to tidying up the small box.

The caress on the knee disappeared, Yi Muyuan's brows trembled slightly, and he asked with a heavy face: "Isn't that what you mean?"

In Hailan Country, Aunt Chun just acted to express love, Yi Muyuan finally prepared himself mentally, and then thought that Aunt Chun was a warrior, and he was not sure what she meant.

"What do you mean?" Aunt Chun turned around and asked in a daze.

Seeing that Aunt Chun was so sincere in doubt, Yi Muyuan felt a little disappointed in his heart, he pointed to his knees, and reconfirmed, "This, doesn't that mean?"

"What do you mean?" Aunt Chun looked down at Yi Muyuan's pointing position, feeling very puzzled. She pondered for a while, then asked in a daze, "Did you hurt your knee?"

"No, it's okay." Yi Muyuan replied a few perfunctory words with some frustration, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he continued to wipe the abacus.

"Yuanmu, what's wrong with you? Are you still angry?" Aunt Chun felt that there was something wrong with Yi Muyuan's reaction, and racked her brains to think of the reason, but she couldn't figure it out for a long time, so she had to try again.

"Suso-"

Aunt Chun caressed as she did just now without any distractions.

"Are you sure you still want to touch?" Yi Muyuan frowned, warning meaningfully.

"Yuanmu, is your knee really hurt? Did I hurt you?" Seeing Yi Muyuan's face showing "pain", Aunt Chun thought it was her accidental force that hurt his wound, so she rolled up his wound with good intentions The leg of his trousers helps him view the injury.

"Since Shanchun is so proactive, then I will be disrespectful." Yi Muyuan put down his calculations, picked up Aunt Chun and put her on the bed.

"Yuanmu! What are you going to do!" Aunt Chun put her hands in front of her, shrank to one side, and looked warily at Yi Muyuan who walked to the bed.

"It's nothing, just agreeing to Shanchun's request." Yi Muyuan replied calmly.

"Request? What request?" Aunt Chun felt a wolf-like aura exuding from someone, and suddenly panicked. Although it will happen sooner or later, she is not prepared now, and she doesn't know why it suddenly turned into this situation. It seems that nothing has been said, so how can I ask for anything?
"Shanchun's own request." Yi Muyuan flicked his sleeve casually.

"call--"

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew through, blowing the doors and windows tightly shut.

Soon, the boxes on the table were no longer sorted, and the abacus on the table was no longer wiped.

The cool breeze gently blows the brocade tent, blowing out a light breath.

On the warm couch, the two sat side by side by the bed. After the impulse calmed down, the atmosphere gradually became stiff.

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive." Yi Muyuan covered Yin's slender face and apologized sincerely.

Auntie Chun breathed heavily and pressed the hand that kept calling, and explained more sincerely, "Yuanmu, I didn't do it on purpose, I would raise my hand when I was nervous, you...you know it."

At this time, Auntie Chun wished that Hong Bincheng would be arrested and taught a severe lesson. If he hadn't been too disobedient when she was a child, she wouldn't have developed the habit of slapping people when she got emotional.

"It's okay, I was rude." Yi Muyuan slightly turned his head away, not daring to meet Aunt Chun's apologetic gaze.

"Yuanmu, I was unprepared just now, and I was scared. If I was prepared, it wouldn't be like that." Aunt Chun tugged at the hem of Yi Muyuan's clothes, and explained cautiously.

"Well, it's okay, you go to rest first, and I'll go back to rest too." Yi Muyuan replied kindly, with a faint blush on his face, he got out of bed and picked up the abacus, as if about to leave.

"Yuanmu!" Aunt Chun tugged on Yi Muyuan's clothes, hesitating to speak.

"It's getting late, Shanchun is tired after walking all day today, go to rest early." Yi Muyuan said with unsteady breathing.

Aunt Chun pursed her lips, bowed her head and said, "Yuanmu, this is your room."

Yi Muyuan froze for a moment, feeling even more embarrassed, the atmosphere gradually froze.

Aunt Chun pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Yuanmu, do you want me to go?"

Yi Muyuan didn't respond, and he put the abacus back on the table without wiping it or looking back.

Aunt Chun tugged at the hem of his clothes slightly, pulled him back to the bed, and whispered to herself, "It's getting late."

"Well——" Yi Muyuan sat back on the bedside, afraid of misunderstanding again, he didn't dare to make any movements.

"Suso-"

Aunt Chun pinched his belt, pulling it down intentionally or unintentionally, Yi Muyuan held his breath, and asked calmly, "What does Shan Chun mean?"

Aunt Chun covered her hot cheek with one hand, and mumbled: "That--that means."

"What does that mean?" Yi Muyuan confirmed calmly.

"That's what it means." Aunt Chun untied the knot on his waist with a little force.

"Are you sure you mean that?" Yi Muyuan began to breathe unsteadily, and made a final confirmation without changing his face. Aunt Chun moved inside, hugged her knees, and remained silent.

"Boom-"

The two figures flipped over and overlapped in the middle, and the two pairs of silent and tender gazes intertwined with each other.

After a lapse of more than ten years, it is only now that we know the softness of each other's red lips.

But it's not too late.

Perseverance in the most difficult times, and the tenderness deposited for each other, can only be more precious when souls are intertwined.

The flicking of the brocade tent gave off a very restrained panting, a beautiful collision melody, and two different fragrances that resembled medicine.

Yunyue walked the streets of the capital, changed her clothes and went to the General's Mansion after confirming that the bloodthirsty man was not there.

Mrs. Zhao recognized Yunyue without a mask at a glance, and she could still feel the heat of the slap Yunyue slapped in the capital last time.

"You little bastard, I haven't looked for you yet, but you have come to your door by yourself." Mrs. Zhao slapped Yunyue heavily.

"Stop! Pop—" General He recognized Yunyue as Mr. Yueyun, and slapped Mrs. Zhao mercilessly to stop her desperate move.

"You dare to hit me! You turned against you!" Mrs. Zhao clapped her hot cheeks and yelled madly. General He was upset, fixed her in place, and sealed her mouth. He turned to look at Yunyue Sometimes it's another look.

"I don't know if Mr. Yueyun is here, what advice do you have?" General He bowed down solemnly and asked respectfully.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask General He for advice." Yunyue replied calmly.

Hearing this, General He thought that Yunyue intended to associate with him, so he immediately regarded her as a guest, and his attitude was so good that he would go to heaven, "Where is Mr. Yueyun, if you need help, I will take care of it for you. .”

"There is no need for General He to go through fire and water, but for General He to write one thing?"

"Writing? Oh, Mr. Yueyun, this general is a military commander. It's okay to fight and kill, but writing and drawing are not at all."

"That kind of thing is very simple, General He must be able to write it."

"Excuse me, what is it?" General He bent down and listened respectfully.

Yunyue's eyes froze, and she replied seriously, "It's a letter of divorce."

"A letter of divorce?" General He stared in surprise, and subconsciously looked at Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Zhao also thought that she was the one who divorced, and suddenly became furious. If you dare to divorce me, I will definitely let you die badly."

General He seemed to be intimidated, so he bit the bullet and refused, "Mr. Yueyun, you have never been able to speak. If you offend me, please bear with me. Besides, she didn't break the rules, so I won't let you off."

Yunyue said coldly: "You worry too much, it's not Mrs. Zhao."

General He and his wife were relieved to hear that it was not what they thought they meant. General He turned to think about all the other wives, but he didn't seem to find any one worthy of his divorce. Which wife will the general choose?"

Yunyue pointed at the door, and said solemnly: "The one who has left the General's Mansion, General He's former eldest wife, General He wrote her divorce letter to this young master."

General He's smile suddenly disappeared, he looked at Yunyue warily, and quickly found an excuse.

Mrs. Zhao frowned directly, twisted General He's ears, and scolded, "Okay, you, you said you gave the divorce letter before, and you haven't divorced that bitch... That woman, you live Are you tired?"

Yunyue slowly withdrew Bing Rui's gaze, and urged General He to give the letter of divorce immediately.

"Go away!" General He threw off Mrs. Zhao, and looked at Yunyue with a sly smile, "Young Master Yueyun, it's not that this general doesn't write, this general has never written a letter of divorce, and I don't know how to write it. How many more days will the uncle have a grace period?"

"Don't bother." Yunyue slowly took out a divorce letter from her sleeve, and stood it in front of General He, "I have already written it, General He just sign it and put a fingerprint on it."

General He's face was so dark that he secretly thought of various excuses.

Yunyue slowly took out a wolf hair from her sleeve, and handed it over, "Here is the pen, don't bother General He to get it, I have something to do later, please General He to be quicker."

(End of this chapter)