The mistress of a marquis's family divorced her husband and married someone else: the scumbag&#

"no problem?"

Does this prince know what he is talking about? Not only did he enter her room quietly, but he also called her Madam in front of her?

Fortunately he shouted it out.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." Ye Qingluo's eyes were calm and his tone was cold.

"Self-respect?"

The corners of Ye Beimo's lips curled up, as if he was pleased by her words. He stood up and suddenly stopped when he was only half a step away from her, and leaned over to look her in the eye.

The handsome face magnified in front of Ye Qingluo, but she remained unmoved and continued to repeat the words just now, "Your Highness the Regent."

If it weren't for the cooperative relationship between her and the Regent, she would definitely be able to bring him down with just her current actions!

Seeing the angry look on the woman in front of him, Ye Beimo's eyes were filled with a hint of amusement, "But I just heard people outside call you Madam."

"Why can others call out, but I cannot?"

"You mean this lady?"

Ye Qingluo was slightly hesitant. Although his face remained calm, he felt slightly relieved in his heart.

She thought...

"Otherwise, what kind of lady do you think she is, but..." Ye Beimo stretched out his voice and said with a hint of ambiguity, "If you want, it's not a bad idea."

"When you and Marquis Pingyuan have reconciled, this king..."

"Your Highness!"

Ye Qingluo interrupted him, fearing that Ye Beimo would say something "excessive" again.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

She didn't believe that the Regent would appear here just to call her "Madam".

"I passed by here and stopped by to take a look."

"Let's talk business." Ye Qingluo's face darkened and she was already a little unhappy. If this continued, she would take action.

Ye Beimo was helpless, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Ye Qingluo, "Since you know medical skills, maybe you can help me see if there is any mystery hidden in this jade pendant."

Ye Qingluo reached out to take it. The patterns on the jade pendant were extremely strange, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance, as if it had been soaked in a pile of medicinal herbs for a long time.

"I need some time."

Ye Qingluo said that based on the smell of the medicine alone, she could not directly determine what secrets were hidden in the jade pendant.

"No hurry, I have plenty of time."

Ye Beimo spoke in a melodious tone, his beautiful eyes fixed on her.

"Ye Qingluo, have you really thought it through?"

"what?"

Ye Qingluo's attention was completely on the jade pendant in her hand and she did not notice anything unusual about Ye Beimo. After he asked this question, she raised her eyes and their gazes met.

"Your Highness, Regent, what do you mean?"

"Heli."

Ye Beimo said, his expression became much more serious, and he asked the person in front of him word by word with doubt, "I am asking you, have you really decided to divorce Chu Beiyu?"

"This king does not like deception, nor does he need to force anything, and he does not want the final result to be unhappy."

"If the divorce is just a spur of the moment decision, you should understand..." Ye Beimo didn't finish his last words, but the look he gave her was extremely complicated.

At the beginning, he saw with his own eyes that she happily married Chu Beiyu, and even...

Ye Qingluo suddenly realized that this prince was still testing his attitude towards divorce.

She met Ye Beimo's gaze and said without hesitation, "Your Highness, I thought that taking down the notice and reaching a cooperation would show my determination."

"In this case, I will say it again today, and for the last time."

Ye Beimo's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, especially when he met her determined eyes, it seemed that she had really made up her mind.

But considering her personality, what happened to make her so decisive...

After Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he was afraid that Ye Beimo would do the same thing as before, "Your Highness, do you understand this time?"

"Ye Qingluo, get out here!"

Chu Beiyu's furious voice was heard outside the house. Without waiting for Ye Qingluo to react, Ye Beimo's eyes were cold and his aura was intimidating.

"You want a divorce, don't you? Why don't I solve it for you now?"

"and many more."

Ye Qingluo held him back.

Ye Beimo, who was stopped, looked slightly gloomy, and said to her angrily, "You are deceiving me."

"What?" Ye Qingluo was puzzled. What was even more strange was that in Ye Beimo's eyes, besides anger, there was actually a hint of grievance.

"You just said you wanted to divorce. I can help you now."

"How can I help?"

"kill him!"

"You're crazy!" Ye Qingluo lowered her voice. Not to mention that she was still the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion. If Chu Beiyu died before the divorce, she would definitely be affected.

"If anything happens to Chu Beiyu, I will be a widow. Are you sure?"

"Who dares while I'm here?" Ye Beimo was disdainful. At worst he would just marry Ye Qingluo and see who in the capital dared to say anything about his princess.

Ye Qingluo was helpless. This prince was obviously fine just now, but now he acted like a child and was still angry.

"Just keep quiet, I can handle it myself!"

Ye Qingluo said firmly that her dowry had not been taken out, and coupled with the grievances the original owner had suffered over the years, a divorce now would be too easy for this family.

If she wants to leave, it’s definitely not now!

Chu Beiyu was still outside. If he were to enter the house, he would see Ye Beimo.

Ye Beimo is the regent, so Chu Beiyu doesn’t dare to say anything, but he will inevitably be affected.

Ye Qingluo made a hushing gesture to Ye Beimo and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, don't forget our cooperation."

Seeing Ye Qingluo leave like this, Ye Beimo was still a little dissatisfied.

Isn’t this woman’s condition that she help him get a divorce?

Why has it changed now? Well, Ye Qingluo was wrong about one thing. Chu Beiyu is dead now, and she has to remain a widow for him.

It drives me crazy just thinking about it.

Just let Chu Beiyu live a little longer.

Seeing that there was no movement behind, Ye Qingluo felt relieved, for he was afraid that this prince would come out without any reason.

"My Lord, who did you just say get out?"

Ye Qingluo's eyes were filled with coldness, without any room for negotiation. He pointed to the empty space in front and said to Chu Beiyu, "How about you show me how to do it?"

Chu Beiyu's face flushed red, and he gnashed his teeth in anger, "Ye! Qing! Luo!"

"Mother is bedridden because of you, and now I just ask you to take out some money to treat her, but you are here making excuses!"

"You scorpion woman, are you trying to kill my mother?"

"Tsk."

Ye Qingluo was disdainful. What did she think was a big deal? Here came another person asking for money.

"Has the housekeeper just looked for you?"

Chu Beiyu snorted coldly, as a response to this.

"So the Marquis admits that you are a gigolo?"

Ye Qingluo's words instantly made Chu Beiyu lose his composure.

He clenched his fists tightly, his face looked extremely ugly, "Do you have the guts to repeat what you just said?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Ye Qingluo ignored Chu Beiyu's ugly expression and said word by word in front of him.

"My Lord, when mother was treating you, she didn't think of finding a doctor as soon as possible, but instead thought of asking me for money."

"If this isn't just freeloading, then what is it?"

"Don't forget that you still owe me the forty thousand taels of silver."