Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

Cuihua felt as if all the blood in her body suddenly stopped, and she seemed to be frozen in place. A biting chill shot up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She heard herself asking in a trembling voice, almost in despair: "What did you say?"

Song Chenfeng was still drunk and unconscious. He suddenly rubbed Cuihua's neck and said, "Cuihua, you smell so good."

She looked so affectionate, as if the words she had just heard were her hallucination.

But Cuihua knew clearly that all this was not an illusion.

He, Song Chenfeng, the ideal husband she thought was devoted to her, turned out to be...

original……

Many details that he had not paid much attention to in the past were now magnified. He always felt so unnatural in every situation where A-luan was around. It turned out that it was because A-luan was his sweetheart!

It turned out that Song Chenfeng didn't like her, but liked his own sister.

Then what about her self-proclaimed happy marriage?

So what if it's hard for her to get pregnant in this life!

A strong feeling of unwillingness permeated her entire mind, and Cuihua couldn't help but push Song Chenfeng away.

With a thud, he fell to the ground like a pile of meat.

"Song Lang!"

Cuihua subconsciously felt distressed and was about to go over and pull him, but after extending her hand, she suddenly retracted it, her eyes filled with resentment again.

It's ridiculous.

How ridiculous!

Cuihua burst into laughter, and as she laughed, tears fell unconsciously from the corners of her eyes.

She grew up alone and helpless, and was bullied in various ways because she was an orphan. Her miserable life changed after she met General Xin and joined the female army.

She thought she had suffered all the hardships in the first half of her life and that the rest of her life would be safe and smooth, but she didn't expect that God would give her a blow when she felt the happiest.

What a match made in heaven, what love and harmony, it's all fake, fake!

Her eyes were filled with deep hatred, which eroded her sanity and seemed to devour her completely.

Looking at Song Chenfeng lying unconscious on the ground, she wanted to kill him when she thought that the man in front of her had turned her into a joke.

Yes, kill him!

Who made him deceive his feelings?

She never forced it. It was he who gave the answers, wasn't it? Why did she have to bear all this in the end?

Cuihua slowly squatted down and slowly moved her fingers closer to his neck.

But before she could touch it, another voice in her mind kept urging her to think twice.

No matter what, it is a fact that Song Chenfeng once saved her life, and she cannot repay kindness with evil.

Yes, she cannot repay kindness with evil, not because she still has love in her heart and cannot bear it.

Cuihua took two steps back in panic, feeling a strong sense of unbearable sadness.

Finally, she said in a cold voice: "Song Chenfeng, you saved my life, I have repaid you, from now on we owe each other nothing."

Having said that, she turned and left resolutely.

She has never been the kind of woman who is indecisive and entangled. If she were, she would not have joined the army regardless of other people's opinions when women in the previous dynasty were still subject to many shackles.

They will not choose to express their feelings actively so that they will have no regrets in this life.

She used to be able to move forward fearlessly and live freely, and now she can do so even more.

So everyone in the Song Mansion saw that the lady, who was usually gentle and smiling, suddenly walked out of the room with a stern face, went straight to the study and closed the door.

The servants didn't know what was going on and were standing outside the door, wondering how to persuade the lady. Then they saw the lady walk out of the study and go straight to the stable to get a horse out. She then rode away.

The housekeeper was horrified and wanted to chase after her, but there was no way they could catch up with the trained Cuihua.

Soon her thin figure disappeared into the night.

Only then did they realize that the matter was not simple and they hurried to tell Song Chenfeng.

When he opened the door, he saw Song Chenfeng lying drunk and unconscious on the ground.

A maid also came running over from the study, holding a divorce letter and a farewell letter in her hands. She said with a frightened look, "Butler, look!"

The housekeeper didn't expect that the two heads of the family, who were regarded as a loving couple in public, would actually reach the point of divorce without even a quarrel. They were obviously fine in the afternoon, weren't they? The lady even smiled and sent the head of the family out.

However, no matter how confused he was or how sudden this matter seemed, he couldn't make a decision on such a big matter.

So he said without thinking: "Quick, deliver the letter to the Father of the Nation's Mansion."

The Nation's Father's Mansion is Song Yang's residence.

They did not live in the palace with Song Zhi, but chose to settle in the city.

At this time, Cuihua had already arrived at the city gate.

The city gate was about to close, but she rode her horse and rushed out at the last moment.

The soldiers guarding the city originally wanted to stop her, but when they recognized her identity and thought she had urgent business to attend to outside the city, they chose to let her go.

Riding on the horse, feeling the freedom in the wind, she suddenly felt not so sad anymore.

She originally married Song Chenfeng alone, and now it's okay for her to leave alone.

What's more, she also stole a horse from the Song Mansion. It was a good horse. Cuihua thought to herself that she did not suffer any loss. After all, she slept with the dream men of so many women.

But as she walked, she felt a little confused. The world was so big, but she didn't know where to go.

Go to the frontier and re-enlist?

She would meet Alua there, and she didn't want to meet her.

She was not a stupid woman. Just from Song Chenfeng's few words, she could tell that Aluan had never done anything wrong in her self-discipline and adherence to propriety.

Besides, she knew A-luan's personality and knew she was not the type to play tricks.

But as a victim, she still couldn't completely ignore Alua.

If they like each other, wouldn't it be fine for them to be together for a while? Why drag her into this?

Anyway, they are not blood siblings, and are even distantly related.

You should know that Song Chenfeng has always called Xie Yinyin Aunt Xie, and Alua is just Xie Yinyin's goddaughter.

For a pair of "brothers and sisters" who are so far apart, if they want to be together, no one would think it's inappropriate.

Why let her step into this illusory dream and then wake her up with a slap in the face?

Everyone was so nice to her, including her sensible and caring mother-in-law and the Empress, who were all very fond of her. They were afraid that she would suffer any injustice. She herself felt that all this was unreal, like a dream, and it turned out to be a dream.

Riding on horseback, her thoughts were once again drawn to the study in the Song Mansion.

She hadn't noticed it two days ago, but she saw it clearly just now. In the side room of the study, there was a piece of clothing hanging neatly on the clothes hanger. It was obvious that it was placed there because the owner had carefully cared for it and appreciated it.

The stitching on the clothes was poor, but the material was excellent. Even if she closed her eyes, she would not be able to make such ugly stitches.

So she had a deep memory of the dress and knew who made it.

That was the one that Aluan gave to Song Chenfeng when they were in Liucheng. He had brought it back and hung it there like a treasure.