Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 290 [Did you divorce me? 】

"What do you mean I was a wife back then?" She narrowed her eyes subconsciously.

Yuan Zixiao laughed, "Marshal and Emperor Yongling are just a monarch and minister, aren't they?"

Chen Lingling's heart thumped suddenly, her heart beat faster, her brain seemed to be frozen, and she forced out a sentence: "What... do you mean?"

"Didn't Marshal make peace with Emperor Yongling?" He asked in confusion.

The woman's face was stern, her pupils shrank slightly, "Harmony?"

Why can't she remember when she said to make peace?
Chen Lingling looked at him, only to see Yuan Zixiao's eyes dodge a little, and her heart suddenly felt a pain.

She suddenly laughed out loud, "Is His Highness the Crown Prince concerned about my handsome feelings? His speech has become so oblique."

"I just feel that the marshal is so good, it's not appropriate to describe it as Xiuqi, and I hope Marshal Yongling won't be angry." He frowned and stood up to apologize.

Sitting there, Chen Lingling chuckled, feeling as if someone had poured acid on her heart, but she couldn't cry out, she could only bear it silently, pretending nothing happened.

give up?

The woman's eyes were a little scarlet, and she lowered her eyes and smiled, which was really great.

"It's okay, what His Royal Highness said is true." Chen Lingling got up, "I'm tired too, so I won't keep the prince anymore. If others see me, I might be accused of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country. "

Yuan Zixiao glanced at her worriedly, and there was nothing other than concern on his delicate and gentle face, "Then I will leave first, and I have no other intentions in coming, and I hope the Marshal doesn't have to be so wary of me."

"His Royal Highness is really joking. The war between Qi and Yongling will only end in one of the two. Maybe we will meet on the battlefield in a short time." Chen Lingling smiled lightly.

Yuan Zixiao pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile, "What the marshal said is that there are always some things in this world that we cannot control."

After the words were finished, Yuan Zixiao walked out of the camp, and the soldiers at the gate saw him leave before returning.

"Marshal, there is nothing wrong with this man, do you need your subordinates to monitor him?"

Chen Lingling was silent for a while, "No need."

"Yes!" The soldier exited the tent.

In the evening, the sky was gloomy, and there were dark clouds in the sky, reflecting an extremely gloomy sky.

Looking at the weather like this, Chen Lingling felt extremely happy. She likes rainy days for no reason, just seeing it raining makes her feel good.

Fu Qu came in with the food, "Miss, it's time for dinner."

"What's that?" The woman looked at a bowl of red water on the tray.

"Brown sugar water, this side is getting closer and closer. This servant is afraid that Miss will get sick from the cold, so she wants to cook you a bowl of brown sugar water every day."

"Well, put it there, I'll drink it later."

Fu Que didn't insist, but just covered the food with a bowl to keep it warm, "Miss, do you want to enjoy the rain?"

"Look at it for a while, you go and eat."

Chen Lingling leaned against the window and looked at the raindrops falling from the sky.

Fu Que nodded, turned and exited the tent.

The sky is full of dark clouds, layer upon layer, covering the entire military camp, and also covering the imperial palace far away in Kyoto.

"Ling'er..." His voice was hoarse, "Are you okay?"

The man stood in front of the window with his hands on the window sill, staring at the rainwater falling on the ground, his voice was filled with endless heaviness.

"Divorce..." The woman also stood by the window of the tent, feeling the coolness brought by the rain, sneered and murmured: "Did you abandon me?"

(End of this chapter)