After the divorce, I pursued the Ninth Prince 100 times.

He was alone, standing there quietly, like an isolated island.

The wall he was leaning against was the bridal chamber where she and Prince Jing had their wedding.

How sad he must have been last night...

Shen Nanxing felt a pain in her heart and could no longer hold back. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and sobbed softly.

She slowed down her pace and approached him step by step.

The man seemed to be lost in thought, and he didn't even notice her until she was less than a foot behind him.

She looked up at him.

The man was wearing a black robe, black boots, black hair, and even the jade crown on his head was completely black.

That's nice, his hair is still black...

Perhaps because he had been standing here all night, the man's clothes were wet with the morning mist.

Shen Nanxing sniffed, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and then curled her lips, looking cheerful.

Then she raised her hand and gently touched his arm.

The man turned around suddenly, his pupils trembled violently, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

It's a rare sight to see him looking silly and dumb.

Shen Nanxing burst into laughter, and in the blink of an eye a few tears welled up in her eyes, but she wiped them away quickly.

The man seemed to come back to his senses, and his face suddenly became expressionless, like a sculpture.

It seemed as if the person who had acted so lively just now was not him.

He turned his head away, his back to her, and spoke without a trace of emotion: "Princess Jing got married yesterday. How come you still have the energy to show up here so early this morning?"

Shen Nanxing stared at the man's handsome profile without blinking. There was a thick, undispersible mist in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes had already turned red.

"What about the Nine Thousand Year Old? Why is he here so early in the morning?"

Shen Nanxing looked at him steadily, and when he spoke the second half of the sentence, he was already choking slightly, but it was not noticeable.

The man felt a little uncomfortable under that gaze and flicked his sleeves: "Just taking a walk, happened to be passing by."

"is it?"

"That's the way it is."

Shen Nanxing wanted to laugh when she heard his words, but a deeper sadness soon spread.

This weird man!

She blinked, then let out a soft "hiss".

The man turned around suddenly: "What's wrong?"

Shen Nanxing looked at him with tears in her eyes, feeling aggrieved.

One hand reached down and pointed at his feet: "It hurts..."

I saw a pair of white and tender little feet stepping on the ground, and the area where the feet were stepping on was faintly showing bright red bloodstains.

Why aren't you wearing shoes?

The man's thick eyebrows stood on end, and he looked furious but didn't know what to do.

He looked around, but there was no one there.

"Where's your maid?"

Shen Nanxing lowered his head and pretended to be pitiful, his voice as small as a mosquito: "I didn't bring it."

"Nonsense! How can a dignified Princess Jing go out without a maid?"

But the woman just lowered her head, looking extremely aggrieved, and didn't answer.

"you……"

After being angry for a while, the man raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A woman in a black leotard appeared out of nowhere in front of him and knelt on one knee.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"Send Princess Jing back and don't let anyone see her."

"Yes!"

The woman in black stood up and walked to Shen Nanxing, ready to take her away.

But Shen Nanxing broke free. She looked at the man and pursed her lips: "Fu Jiuli, you just saw my feet naked, you have to be responsible for me."

The man suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What did you say?"

Shen Nanxing gritted her teeth and looked at the man with sparkling eyes: "My mother said that a woman's feet can only be seen by her husband. Are you trying to evade your responsibility, Mr. Nine Thousand Years Old?"

Leng Yue, dressed in black, twitched her lips. She could hardly control her usual cold expression and had to retreat quietly.

The man was obviously angry: "Shen Nanxing, do you know what you are talking about? You just married Prince Jing yesterday, and you are now Prince Jing's Consort! And I am..."

The woman turned her head away and interrupted him: "He and I are not actually husband and wife."

The man's expression turned grim. "Yesterday was your wedding night, and he...didn't touch you?"

Shen Nanxing looked at him quietly, and if she looked closely she could notice that there was a hint of joy hidden in his angry expression.

She pursed her lips and said without hesitation: "I want to divorce him and marry you."