After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

Jiang Wenjin's eyes brightened slightly, and he looked at Ye Qingwu with anticipation.

"Blue Mist, is that alright?"

"Jiang Wenjin, you're overthinking things. Some things are in the past, and besides, I'm not the person you're talking about."

Ye Qingwu said coldly, not wanting to waste any more words on Jiang Wenjin.

"Qingwu, even if I was wrong in the past, as long as..."

Jiang Wenjin reached out to stop Ye Qingwu, unwilling to let her leave.

"Step aside."

"Blue mist".

Ye Qingwu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the spiritual energy in her hand transformed into tangible power, binding Jiang Wenjin in the next second.

Jiang Wen tried to break free, but it was as if a barrier had appeared in front of him, restricting his movements.

When I looked again, the woman's eyes were filled with coldness.

"Jiang Wenjin, I have made myself very clear. If you dare to continue secretly following me like you did today, don't blame me for being impolite."

After Ye Qingwu finished speaking, she turned and left.

Only when her figure completely disappeared from Jiang Wenjin's sight did the barrier that had been restricting Jiang Wenjin's movements completely disappear.

Jiang Wenjin was panting heavily. Just now, he felt that the barrier was about to crush him to death.

He remembered that Ye Qingwu had always been dignified and considerate, and would always be understanding no matter what he did.

How did things turn out like this, and why are they using such bizarre powers?

She must be angry that she didn't remember things about her past life in time, which led her to marry Ye Qingzhu, that shrew.

Thinking of how his mother was still lying in bed unconscious, and how his cousin had died because of Ye Qingzhu, and how Ye Qingzhu, relying on her status as the daughter of a duke, was able to get away with all the trouble she caused, even though she was imprisoned in the Dali Temple prison.

A deep hatred welled up in Jiang Wenjin's heart.

If he were to divorce Ye Qingzhu, Qingwu would surely see his actions and return to his side.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen clenched his fist, having already made up his mind.

The Duke's Mansion.

In the past few days, thanks to the prescriptions given by Ye Qingzhu, the condition of some people in the city has improved, which has also improved her reputation.

"Second Miss, are you really not involved in the matter concerning the Dali Temple prison?"

Since witnessing what happened last time, Chun'er has become even more afraid of Ye Qingzhu, and she has to be very careful with every word she says.

Seeing Ye Qingzhu frowning, Chun'er trembled with fright and quickly explained, "Second Miss, I was just worried about your safety. The Dali Temple prison is different from other places, so we must be careful."

Ye Qingzhu snorted coldly.

"You think you can quell the Dali Temple incident with my father's power? Now that that official is here, not only Ye Qingwu, but even the Regent can't do anything."

As Ye Qingzhu spoke, her eyes were filled with malice.

"Just wait and see, it won't be long before that bitch Ye Qingwu's death day arrives."

Looking at Ye Qingzhu's expression, Chun'er unconsciously took a step back.

Just then, a maid's voice came from outside.

"Second Miss, the young master has arrived. He says he has something to give you."

"give it to me?"

Ye Qingzhu hesitated. Ever since she learned about Jiang Wenjin's rebirth, she had lost all hope in him.

With that important person around and all that power, she could do whatever she wanted with ease. She didn't care about becoming the wife of a top scholar by relying on Jiang Wenjin.

Regarding Jiang Wenjin's intentions, Ye Qingzhu hesitated for a moment, but still decided to meet him.

"Have someone bring him here," Ye Qingzhu ordered the maid. She wanted to see what Jiang Wenjin would say at this moment.

Jiang Wenjin was quickly brought in front of Ye Qingzhu. Upon seeing the newcomer, Ye Qingzhu raised her head, looking arrogant and haughty.

"Jiang Wenjin, have you finally figured it out? Do you know which people and things you shouldn't offend?"

Jiang Wenjin remained silent, especially looking at Ye Qingzhu like this, and recalling all the sacrifices Ye Qingwu made for him after marrying him in his previous life.

In her past life, those seemingly insignificant things were now vastly different when applied to Ye Qingzhu.

He knew very well that Ye Qingzhu would never have done the same thing.

Since marrying Ye Qingzhu, his life has been a complete mess, with not a single day of peace.

"Ye Qingzhu, I've come today to discuss divorce."

Jiang Wen handed the completed divorce papers to Ye Qingzhu.

“Once you sign it, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore.”

Ye Qingzhu snatched the divorce papers from Jiang Wenjin's hand and tore them to shreds without even looking at their contents.

“Jiang Wenjin, don’t think that just because you’ve remembered things from your past life, things will be different. Besides, you’re not even the Grand Secretary yet.”

Jiang Wen was momentarily surprised when he heard Ye Qingzhu's words.

How do you know those things?

He remembered that Ye Qingzhu had married the Regent in her previous life, and that she should have been buried with him after the Regent's death.

Logically speaking, Ye Qingzhu shouldn't have known what happened next.

Jiang Wen pondered for a moment, then asked Ye Qingzhu, "Did Qingwu tell you these things?"

Upon hearing Jiang Wenjin address Ye Qingwu by such a different name, Ye Qingzhu felt a surge of anger.

"Jiang Wenjin, I knew you still had feelings for that bitch Ye Qingwu. Let me tell you, with me here, you can forget about getting a divorce."

"Besides, without my support during this time, you wouldn't have the good life you have now."

Even if she looked down on Jiang Wenjin's current status as a poor scholar, she would never let him be taken away by Ye Qingwu.

She will repay the humiliation she suffered tenfold or a hundredfold.

Jiang Wenjin felt a suffocating sensation, as if some force was choking him.

But Ye Qingzhu was clearly standing there, without making a move.

"Ye Qingzhu, you...you know sorcery?" Jiang Wenjin's eyes turned to terror as he realized this.

Ye Qingzhu burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"How could it be sorcery? These powers are clearly divine arts. Jiang Wenjin, don't worry. I'll keep you alive and let you see what kind of end Ye Qingwu will have in the end."

Only in this way can she feel what revenge tastes like.

"You're a madman, you're absolutely insane."

Jiang Wenjin roared at Ye Qingzhu.

Hearing the commotion inside, Chun'er felt both terrified and worried. If this continued, the Second Miss might completely lose her mind.

"Men, throw Jiang Wenjin out of here."

When Chun'er came in, she saw Jiang Wenjin lying on the ground, unconscious.

“Second Miss, this is, after all, the Duke’s mansion. Your husband is nominally your husband. If we throw him out, people will think something has happened.”