Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Song Yunqian did not ask her what was inside the bag, but asked impatiently: "Can we go now?"

Wen Yi looked behind him and asked: "Just the two of us?"

"How many more people do you want to go? This King warns you that you better not cause This King any trouble. Take care of yourself, This King will not take care of you. " Song Yunqian said coldly. This trip to the Sirius Mountain was extremely dangerous. Other than the wild beasts and poisonous snakes, he was also very worried about the fact that there were bandits around the Sirius Mountain, and that was why he did not have anyone following them. With too many people around, it would attract the attention of the thieves, and the two of them would sneak into the mountain, avoiding the eyes and ears of the thieves, and avoid a lot of trouble.

It wasn't that he was afraid of bandits, but he didn't want to waste time by creating new problems. There was one thing that Wen Yi was right about, and that was, time was life. Leading people into the mountains was enough to defeat the bandits, but it would take too much time.

Wen Yi did not speak, she got on the carriage and placed the bundle by her side.

The horse carriage began to move slowly. After exiting the city and entering the public road, it started to gallop. It was autumn, and August had already passed, but the ninth day had not arrived yet. The weather was still hot occasionally, but when it was night time, most people felt cold. It was dark outside and he couldn't see his fingers in the dark. It was still a bit dangerous to go up the mountain in the dark.

Song Yunqian let the carriage drive, and he also entered the carriage. He did not speak to Wen Yi, but only took out the Spirit Grass picture that Wen Yi had drawn before and carefully examined it. He thought that bringing Wen Yi up the mountain would always be a burden, so he decided to find an inn to stay for the night and bring him into the mountain by himself. Bringing her out was because she didn't want to go against the orders.

Sirius Mountain was so tall, even people with martial arts would find it difficult to climb it, much less a weak girl. Bringing her along was definitely a burden. He had been there once, and she had a certain understanding of the terrain, he was already certain that Wen Yi was unable to climb up, and if she followed him, it would only implicate him.

Wen Yi was already a little tired, and thought back to how she saved Princess Zhenyuan today. With all the dangers and medical conditions left behind, she was lucky to be able to keep his baby. However, as a person, one shouldn't rely on luck. She must find a Spirit Grass to cure the poison in the wangfei's body and not let the child lose its mother as soon as it was born.

"Don't follow if you're tired!" Song Yunqian saw that she seemed to be sick and sleepy, and could not help but be angered, the journey was long, and he was tired now, when would it be? It seemed necessary to leave her at the foot of the mountain.

Wen Yi did not open her eyes, but only replied lightly: If I have time to rest, of course I have to rest well.

Song Yunqian arrogantly said: "The danger along the way has nothing to do with you. I will find an inn for you under the Sirius Mountain and bring you back to the capital when I find the Spirit Grass."

Wen Yi suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him in shock, "You mean you won't bring me up the mountain?"

"There's more harm in taking you than benefit!" Song Yunqian replied concisely.

Wen Yi argued: "But royal father..."

"There is no need to use the royal father as a threat to this king. This king has already followed the decree to bring you out!" Song Yunqian closed his eyes, looking like he did not want to bother with her anymore.

Seeing such a cold and collected Song Yunqian, Wen Yi was angry in his heart, but she could not release it. She secretly thought about how he could bring him up the mountain.

Spirit Grass were so hard to find, and a person that she had never seen before was searching for it in the vast mountains. It could really be said that he was looking for a needle in a haystack, she did not want him to return empty-handed.

Just as he was about to speak, Song Yunqian opened his eyes again and said with slight disdain: "Even if you don't go up the mountain, this king will remember your achievements in front of the royal father.

So it turned out that he thought she was going with him to claim credit.

Wen Yi laughed, and no longer tried to differentiate them apart, whatever he thought. Since he hated her so much, even if she tried to differentiate ten thousand times, he wouldn't believe a single point she gave him.

Song Yunqian's heart was also very conflicted. Actually, he had many things he wanted to ask his clearly, but due to the loathing he had for her in the past, he was unable to ask. Even if she had done something today that made him look at his in a new light, he still loathed her from the bottom of his heart. She was a scheming person, she was a vicious person, her personality was unruly, there were many things about her, and her shortcomings had all been exposed to him.

He even felt that he did not want to say a word to her unless it was absolutely necessary.

However, the current her was like a magnet, with a fatal attraction. Of course, this attraction referred to the doubts in his heart.

The journey was bumpy, and they travelled for nearly four hours. He had just left the Beijing area and entered Jianzhou. After the Jianzhou City was the feet of the Sirius Mountain, the horse carriage would have to travel for another four hours or so before reaching the feet of the Sirius Mountain.

Wen Yi fell asleep during the bumpy ride. Her head was initially tilted outwards, but due to the cold, she subconsciously shrank towards Song Yunqian's direction in her sleep. When she was about to lean on Song Yunqian's shoulder, Song Yunqian suddenly reached out and pushed her away with a great force.

Wen Yi woke up, rubbed her head, and looked at him sleepily. Seeing his arrogant face, she said, "Don't get close to this king, this king doesn't have any interest in you."

Wen Yi tightly wrapped her clothes. After understanding what he meant, she shook her head to clear herself up a little, and said: "Don't worry, there won't be a next time."

Song Yunqian had thought that he would see her injured expression, because it was like this in the past. She had done many many things for her, and all that followed were his cold words. Then, she would have an expression that said he wanted to cry but didn't dare to.

However, he didn't look upset at all today.

He muttered softly, "Are you really Yang Luoyi?"

Wen Yi's brain immediately woke up, these words were too dangerous, did that mean he doubted her identity? However, in order to not expose her flaws, she deliberately asked in a confused manner, "What did you say?" In this era, he should have heard about the matter of her returning the dead to the soul. If he doubted her identity and exposed the matter of her returning the dead to the soul, then what kind of treatment would she suffer? Wen Yi immediately thought of a woman who had been set up on a high wooden frame. Beneath the wooden frame, there was a blazing fire, and about a thousand people had gathered to watch, all of them shouting: "Burn her to death, burn this demon!"

Wen Yi shuddered. It was too terrifying. Foolish ancient people were capable of doing anything. Their favorite thing to do was to immerse themselves in the lecherous pig cages and burn away the evildoers.

No, she really couldn't let anyone see any clues. Otherwise, she would die miserably.

It was also because of this thought that Wen Yi was determined to win over the Prince Zhenyuan and the empress dowager. If something were to happen to him in the future, she would have someone to help him.

Song Yunqian could no longer count on him, but he could not be his enemy either. He had not come out alone for a day, so it was better to be cautious than to leave him alone.

Song Yunqian did not bother with her as he closed his eyes to rest.

When it was ugly, the carriage slowly stopped. The carriage opened the curtain and said, "Prince, you should rest for a while. This servant will go feed the horses."

"En!" Song Yunqian sent him there, he stretched and went down to inspect his surroundings.

Wen Yi sat on his butt until it hurt, then jumped down as well.

The place they had parked their car was a pavilion by the side of the road. The pavilion was about thirty to forty feet tall, and one could not see the color of the roof of the pavilion amidst the darkness.

Wen Yi cried out in alarm, "There are actually fireflies at this time?"

The coachman smiled as he fed the horse, "Have you never seen the princess? There aren't that many fireflies at this time of year, but there are many fireflies by the summer river.

Wen Yi had only seen fireflies once, and it was when she was camping in the wilderness during junior high school. That beautiful scene caught her interest in fireflies.

She could not imagine what hordes of fireflies were on the summer river, and she did not have much imagination for beautiful things, because imagination was narrow for nature.

She said with yearning, "I want to see that beauty again!"

"Look at what you're saying, there are too many of these things." The carriage driver didn't understand the yearning the civilized world had for nature, he didn't even understand the naked jealousy in Wen Yi's eyes.

Song Yunqian remained silent. His gaze did not land on the fireflies, but on Wen Yi's face. Darkness was one of the benefits of darkness.

There was ecstasy, envy, and jealousy on Wen Yi's face as her expression kept changing. In the end, there was even a trace of sadness.

The fireflies' life seemed to be burning, but how short was this life? Five days was the end of their lifespan.

After the resplendent radiance passed, there was dead silence!

Wen Yi suddenly felt a little cold, and subconsciously tightened her clothes. The fragility of life reminded her of her family, of her parents and brothers, of all her friends in the twenty-first world. She was never a sentimental person, but at this moment, facing the pitch-black mountains and the fireflies flying in the sky, she suddenly wanted to cry.

She knew very well that in the twenty-first century, she was already a dead woman!

"Who told you that fireflies only have a lifespan of five days?" When Song Yunqian heard her words, although he did not want to talk with her, he could not help but ask with a tone of disdain. He felt that she was just spouting nonsense, but after hearing her words, he became somewhat confident, as if she knew that the firefly had a lifespan of five days.

Wen Yi was a little surprised that he had taken the initiative to talk to her. However, she also wanted to talk to him now, so she did not have the time to arouse his suspicions as she said: "I read from a book that the firefly's life is very short, with a lifespan of around five days. After the firefly dies, what will it become? After death, what will become of you? " The last two sentences, she did not ask him, but asked the world of nothingness.

Song Yunqian looked at her in a daze. He had never seen such a Yang Luoyi before. She had changed, the whole thing.

He didn't want to admit that she had become conspicuous, but he had to admit that his aversion to her had begun to fade.

He could not answer any of her questions. Mortals could never understand life and death.