After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Meng Zhaoge looked at him with a smile.

Yuan Jinglie stopped in front of her, his hair sticking to his cheeks, his eyes seemed filled with thousands of stars.

"You finally came out! I haven't seen Sister for a long time."

"Yeah, you finally got out." Meng Zhaoge smiled and helped him tidy up his hair, then turned around and took the sword from Mo Huan's hand.

"Happy birthday, sorry it's late again this year."

Yuan Jinglie took the sword with surprise, and the expression on his face was like a hundred flowers blooming in spring. He grinned like a child, "Thank you, sister! It's not too late at all. Anyway, I don't know when I was born."

"The day my sister gives me a present is my birthday." He happily announced: "Today is December 3rd, and from now on this day will be my birthday."

Meng Zhaoge originally felt sorry for him, but upon hearing that, her eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

So sloppy???

But seeing the twinkling light in Yuan Jinglie's eyes, she didn't want to spoil his fun, so she nodded: "Okay, then December 3rd."

That day, she accompanied Yuan Jinglie for dinner and stayed in Wu'an Marquis Mansion for the whole day.

Yuan Jinglie was reluctant to see her off.

"I really want to see Sister every day." Although A Lie is sixteen years old, he is still as childish as before in front of her.

Meng Zhaoge smiled and said, "Yes."

Yuan Jinglie was stunned for a moment, with a hint of ecstasy in his eyes.

Sister actually stopped avoiding the question and said "yes".

Yuan Jinglie realized something, nodded excitedly, and watched Meng Zhaoge leave.

Meng Zhaoge's idea was even simpler.

After being confined to the house, Yuwen Qi's status must have been greatly reduced in Emperor Chu's mind, and he was no longer a match for Yuwen Lian.

Then it seemed that there was no need for her to continue staying in the palace.

When Meng Zhaoge returned to Prince Jing's Mansion, she didn't expect that Yuwen Qi was waiting for her in Meiyuan.

He sat on the chaise longue in her room, his elbows resting on the table, his face as cool as moonlight.

Meng Zhaoge greeted him: "Your Majesty."

Yuwen Qi raised his eyes and glanced at her calmly, "You're back, where have you been?"

"I went out for a walk."

"Heh." He sneered, suddenly stood up, and approached her, the powerful air pressure almost swallowed her.

Yuwen Qi pinched Meng Zhaoge's chin and gritted his teeth: "Didn't you accompany Yuan Jinglie for the whole day? Come, tell me, what shameful things did you do with him?"

"Your Highness!" Meng Zhaoge said in pain, "I am going to the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion only because today is the Marquis' birthday, and I promised him that I would prepare a gift for him this year."

"So, please don't say such harsh words, Your Majesty!"

Yuwen Qi narrowed his eyes and pressed her shoulders even more angrily, "Weren't you the one who embarrassed me first? You knew that Yuan Jinglie was the prince's man, yet you still wanted to associate with him!"

"When I was interacting with the Marquis, he was just a beggar. Should I break off all ties with him just because he has risen to prominence?" Meng Zhaoge sneered.

"Moreover, Your Majesty, when you were interacting with Meng Changning, did you ever consider how I was ridiculed and mocked by outsiders?"

It's Meng Changning again!

The veins on Yuwenqi's forehead were exposed. "How long are you going to mention her? She's been dead for a long time!"

Meng Zhaoge stared at his furious face coldly and said word by word: "If Your Majesty doesn't want to listen, then we can divorce. After the divorce, you can find a princess who obeys you in everything."

Yuwen Qi felt like someone had poured a basin of cold water on him, from head to toe.

She divorced him so easily.

It turned out that after so long, the thorn in her heart still hadn't been removed.

But he had done so much for her. He was a prince and had never tried so hard to please a woman.

A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Yu Wenqi's lips, and his big hands stroked her fair cheeks.

"Zhao Ge, we haven't consummated our marriage since we got married."

Meng Zhaoge's heart was shocked, "You... don't do anything stupid."

"Sleeping with your own woman is only natural." There was a strange glimmer in his eyes. He pulled her arm and led her into the inner room.

"let me go!"

Meng Zhaoge was quickly subdued by him and thrown onto the bed.

"Don't come over here!" She took out a dagger from under the pillow and pointed it at Yuwen Qi, "Get out!"

Yuwen Qi narrowed his eyes, "You actually kept a knife hidden in the bed, are you so afraid of me?"

Meng Zhaoge gritted his teeth and said, "The facts prove that my preparation is correct. You beast, if you dare to touch me, I will kill you!"

"Then just kill me." He laughed.

Meng Zhaoge was completely helpless. She stared with wide eyes as she watched him take off his coat and press down on her body.

"Get out of here!" While resisting, she cut the back of Yuwen Qi's hand with a dagger.

Then he threw the dagger to the ground, and he didn't even bother to care about his bleeding hand.

"Yuwen Qi, if you dare to treat me like this, I will die with you." Meng Zhaoge pinched his shoulder.

"Zhao Ge, are you really willing to die?" He kissed her cheek, "You can't lie to me. You really want to live. Don't say angry words to me."

Meng Zhaoge shed tears silently.

Yes, she doesn't want to die.

She has not yet avenged her mother and aunt.

She closed her eyes and thought: Never mind, just think of it as a dog bite!

This is not a big deal, and she is not a girl who has never experienced love affairs.

Meng Zhaoge tried her best to convince herself and numbly let Yuwen Qi take off her coat.

So disgusting!

She will definitely kill him!

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside: "Your Majesty, Concubine Lan summoned you to the palace."

"I'm busy. I'll go pay my respects to my mother tomorrow." Yuwen Qi kissed her neck and spoke vaguely.

There was silence outside, "Your Highness, Concubine Lan is urging us, Miss Qin is still waiting for you at Xingmo Tower. If you don't go, Miss Qin will be here soon."

"..."

Yuwen Qi cursed softly, with lust still in his eyes, and had to let go of Meng Zhaoge.

"Don't think you can get away with it." Before leaving, he stroked her lips, speaking half-warningly and half-playfully.

Meng Zhaoge gritted his teeth.

That night, Yuwen Qi left and never came back.

Mo Huan was released only after he left. She rushed into the room, hugged Meng Zhaoge and cried, "My Queen! My Queen, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Meng Zhaoge was not that fragile, she had calmed down.

She must divorce Yuwenqi immediately! !

The previous time was because he was drugged by Lan Fei, but now, he is sober and still wants to force himself on her.

This psychopath has gone crazy.

"Where is Qin Yueliu?" Meng Zhaoge asked with a tense expression.

"I should go with the prince to see Concubine Lan." Mo Huan wiped her tears.

Meng Zhaoge said nothing more.

Soon after, at nightfall, Yuwen Qi showed no signs of coming back.

Several maids were willing to sleep on the floor in her room to keep her company. She was touched, but afraid that if Yuwen Qi came and found out, he would vent his anger on the maids, so she persuaded them to go back, leaving only Mo Huan.

The two men blocked the door before they dared to rest.

That night, Meng Zhaoge had a nightmare.

In the dream, it was the villa from her previous life. She was lying on the bed in tattered clothes, numbly, allowing a man to pick her flowers.

I can't remember how many times I was bullied.

She was blindfolded, her hands were tied together with hemp rope, and her body was covered with scars.

After the man finished, he stood up without any reluctance. His broad back was dressed in black clothes, and the sunlight from the window shone on his face.

At this moment, Meng Zhaoge saw his face in his dream.