The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 177 Divorce Letter, His Last Love 【2】

Fortunately, they were all skin traumas, but didn't the princess go to find the prince, how could she be injured like this?
Resisting the urge to get to the bottom of it, she took off all the tattered clothes on Su Qingying's body, and when she wanted to help her change into clean clothes, she was suddenly attracted by the scars on her shoulder blades.

She quickly unbuttoned Su Qingying's close-fitting silk dress, and slowly lifted the cloth around her shoulders, a bright red palm print appeared in her eyes.

"Flaming Palm!"

Blunting out in a low voice, Qing Luan was stunned. She could not mistake this wound, it was Jing Yu's unique martial art, Raging Flame Palm!
This is what happened, did Jing Yu attack the princess?
He clearly knows that the prince loves the concubine like a jewel, so how dare he do anything to the concubine!
He grabbed back his clothes, covered the wound, and lightly shook his head: "Don't look at it, it has nothing to do with him, I insisted on breaking in..."

"Even so, he shouldn't do anything to the concubine!" As a secret guard, his duty is to obey orders, but he is not foolish and loyal. He should never do anything that would hurt his master, and Jing Yu should be aware of this.

"He's just following orders." He said lightly.

Follow orders?

Could it be - is the meaning of the prince!
Qingluan was secretly surprised, then thought about it, the prince didn't see the princess, and let Jing Yu hurt the princess, did he really have no affection for the princess?
"I'm tired, I'm really tired." Qingyao stood up, only wearing plain white satin clothes, and walked towards the bed with chaotic steps.

Now, she just wants to sleep.

When you fall asleep, you don’t know anything, and when you fall asleep, you don’t have to think about anything.

It doesn't matter if you run away, the current Su Qingying has been defeated and has lost his helmet and armor.

Seeing her tired face, Qingluan had no choice but to wait for her to lie down first, and only after she was sure that she had fallen asleep lightly did she show anger on her pretty face.

If Jing Yu dared to hurt the princess, she would never let him go!

Putting down the gauze curtain on the bed, Qingluan rolled up her sleeves and rushed outside to settle accounts with Jingyu!
As soon as his feet stepped out of the threshold, he saw Qin Feng coming upstairs.

"What are you doing here?" Qin Feng has always been protecting the prince personally, how could he leave so easily...

Qin Feng stood outside the door, expressionless, and said coldly: "Where is the princess?"

"The princess is asleep." After Qingluan finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that Qin Feng was just like that bastard Jing Yu, and said angrily, "What happened just now! Why did the princess become like this? Also, Jing Yu Injured the princess with the flame palm, does the prince know?"

"My lord is like this now, she still wants to sleep!" Qin Feng said fiercely, with hatred in his eyes.

"Qin Feng, what do you mean!" Qingluan's anger rose in vain, the princess was so badly injured, he dared to speak sarcastic words!

"She knows it herself!" After Qin Feng finished speaking, he handed the letter in his hand to Qingluan, and said coldly: "From today on, she will no longer be Princess Yong."

"...What are you talking about!" Qingluan was stunned, she quickly lowered her head to look at the letter in her hand, and the two words that caught her eyes made her feel like thunder.

Book break!

The prince, divorce the princess!
how can that be!

The prince loves the princess so much, how could he be willing to divorce her!
"My lord wants you to hand it over to her. After taking the divorce letter, I ask her to leave the palace as soon as possible." Qin Feng brought the words to him, unwilling to stay for a quarter of an hour, turned around and left.

Qingluan stood at the door, staring blankly at the divorce letter in his hand, and didn't come to his senses for a long time.

It wasn't until her calf went numb that she looked into the door at the slowest speed—the veil was drooping, and Su Qingying fell asleep peacefully. In her dream, she didn't know that her fate had changed dramatically. .

(End of this chapter)