Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 134 The Letter of Resignation
After Murong Fengyuan left, Jun Chuyue sat alone in a daze for a long time. It was not until dawn in the east, when the morning light came into the room through the window lattice, that she stood up as if she had recovered.

When she was taking care of Murong Fengyuan, she stayed in this Dongxuan for a while, so she is quite familiar with the layout of the house.

So she went to the outer room to search first, and quickly found a pair of paper and pens, spread them out on the table, and then pulled out the hairpin on her head——

The short dagger that Yu Su gave her was taken away after she stabbed Murong Fengyuan, and the only sharp thing in her body now is this hairpin.

With a hard look, she mobilized her inner strength to quickly swipe towards her wrist...

"General, general is bad!"

Xingtao scrambled and rushed into Xixuan, because she was too eager, she fell two somersaults and fell to the ground in disgrace.

Murong Fengyuan was packing up and preparing to go to court, when he heard this, he frowned: "What's going on, please explain clearly!"

"Madam, Madam..." Xingtao was incoherent in a hurry, and she couldn't make out a word in her mouth: "General, go and have a look, Madam has lost a lot of blood, she said she must see you!"

Murong Fengyuan's mind exploded.

He rushed from Xixuan to Dongxuan almost in the blink of an eye.

"Jun Chuyue!" He roared and knocked open the door, his voice stopped abruptly the moment he saw the people in the room.

"...you hate me that much... don't you?" Murong Fengyuan murmured, his heart ached like a north wind howling through the hollow valley.

He saw his girl was pressing a blood-stained hairpin to her neck, and the other hand hanging by her waist was covered with blood, the blood hadn't dried up and was dripping drop by drop, Small red puddles formed at her feet.

"Let me go." Jun Chuyue said, and then smiled, her face was a little pale, and the curvature of her lips that was deliberately raised was particularly ironic on that face: "You don't want me to die under your general House?"

"Jun Chuyue, you are forcing me..." He murmured again, taking a step forward.

Before she could raise her feet, the girl yelled suddenly: "Don't move!" At the same time as she opened her mouth, she tightened her hand holding the hairpin, and the tip pierced into the skin, and red drops of blood ooze out.

Murong Fengyuan froze instantly.

The bright red color burned his eyes fiercely like a flame, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

"Okay, I won't move." Controlling himself to exhale a long breath, he carefully tried to appease her: "Put down the things in your hands."

"Let me go!" The girl was unmoved, and still stubbornly insisted on those three words.

But he didn't know that every time he said it, it was as if a knife was stabbed into the man's heart and turned around until his flesh was bloody.

"You're pushing me, really pushing me..."

He, Murong Fengyuan, had never been threatened by anyone in his life.

Only in front of her would he make exceptions again and again, lower the bottom line again and again, and violate his principles again and again——

He would rather she hate him and keep her by his side, but no matter what, he can't just watch her seek death in front of him.

"Okay, I promise you..."

Murong Fengyuan heard his own voice, as if it came from a distant void, just five words, but it seemed to drain all his strength: "You first ask someone to bandage the wound."

"Don't bother, I can cure it myself! You ask someone to bring a horse over, and then let everyone avoid it."

"Your Zhaoye Jade Lion Horse is still there..."

"Ordinary horses are fine!"

"……it is good."

Murong Fengyuan replied almost mechanically, and the order was passed on quickly. During the waiting period, both of them felt as if a century had passed.

Murong Fengyuan was worried that Jun Chuyue would lose too much blood, while the latter was nervous that the former would backtrack, trick her into losing her vigilance and then restrain her, leaving her in a passive position again.

Finally, everything is ready outside.

Jun Chuyue said coldly again: "Now you come in, go to the inner room, there is something I left for you on the table, it is what you want."

Murong Feng Yuan was startled, and his sword eyebrows furrowed fiercely again.

At this time, will she still leave something for him?

An inexplicable and bad premonition came to his mind, which made him almost dare not step into the inner room, but under the girl's cold gaze, he still walked over with heavy steps step by step.

Jun Chuyue stared at his movements, not daring to say a word. This man's martial arts are too strong. If he makes a sudden attack, even if the hairpin in her hand is already stuck to her throat, there is only a [-]% certainty that she will succeed. Take your own life before he does.

But in fact, her worry was unnecessary, because Murong Fengyuan didn't even dare to take half of the risk.

She watched his figure disappear at the other end of the curtain, and then quickly stepped out of the room.

Xingtao and Wanchun stood looking at her from a distance, with tears on their faces.

But she couldn't care less about being sentimental.

Jun Chuyue only took a quick glance at them, then quickly got on the horse, then flicked the reins, and galloped away in front of everyone's eyes.

Goodbye, General's Mansion.

Goodbye, Murong Fengyuan.

She thought he must have seen what she had put on the table.

A letter of divorce written in blood.

Jun Chuyue lay on the horse's back, the wind blowing continuously from both sides.

The memory seemed to go back to the day when she first saw Murong Fengyuan when she married into the General's Mansion——

He looked at her condescendingly, and his tone was full of disgust: "...Jun Chuyue, I will give you two choices. One, agree, and two, take the divorce letter and get out of the general's residence."

At that time, she probably would never have imagined that now that she has been tossed around for more than a year, she finally chose the second choice.

It's just that she wrote him the divorce letter this time.

Her Jun Chuyue divorced Murong Fengyuan.

But at this moment in Dongxuan, the man was standing there for a long time holding the paper of divorce.

Divorce book.

Ah.

The two big blood-red characters at the beginning of the title seemed to be the biggest irony to him. Just like Jun Chuyue, he also thought of the scene that happened that day.

Retribution, probably this is retribution.

The cycle of cause and effect, the bitter fruit you plant, you will finally taste it yourself...

Murong Fengyuan thought about it, and when his subordinates exerted force, the letter of divorce turned into crumbs and fell down one after another.

Not being able to laugh or cry is probably the way to describe his current feeling, as if a hole had been ripped out alive in his heart, empty, and the cold wind kept blowing through this hole, freezing his soul inch by inch into ice.

Jun Chuyue.

He still lost her.

When he decided to obey his heart and still choose to continue loving her even though he knew she was the reincarnation of his genocide enemy, she left him so resolutely...

When Murong Fengyuan walked out the door in a daze, there was no trace of a girl in the general's mansion.

Cheng Feng walked up worriedly: "General, do you want to chase?"

Chase?
"No." After a while, the man said wearily: "She and I have nothing to do..."

(End of this chapter)