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

"you......"

"Humph!"

The boy stomped his feet hard, shook his sleeves, turned his head and walked away.

"I'm so angry! If I interfere in your affairs again, I will be a pig!"

......

Fu Jiuli stood there for a while, enjoying the breeze for a while, then lost interest, turned around and started walking out.

He had just walked a short distance when he looked up and saw a woman standing at the end of the path, smiling at him with pursed lips.

He recognized it at a glance; it was Shen Nanxing.

She was dressed in a royal palace gown today, exuding nobility, aloofness, and grace, but her smile made the gown lose its luster.

Fu Jiuli was stunned for only a moment before his eyes returned to their usual dark color.

He was walking on a small path with no forks, and after a slight pause, he casually turned around and headed back the way he came.

"Fu Jiuli!"

He turned around and took just one step when he heard the woman's clear voice.

But he did not stop, and of course did not speed up his pace. He just pretended not to hear anything and continued walking back towards the lake.

But his slightly unsteady steps when he suddenly turned around quietly revealed a hint of his mood.

Shen Nanxing: ???

He clearly saw her, but not only did he ignore her, he turned around and walked away?

He clearly heard her calling his name, but he couldn't even stop there and wait for her?

Heaven knows how happy she was when she saw him at first glance, even though she was just strolling around the Imperial Garden!

He actually ran away as soon as he saw her? Is she some kind of monster?

Shen Nanxing would not tolerate him. She lifted her skirt with both hands and ran towards him.

He ran while shouting, "Fu Jiuli, wait for me!"

Men don't wait.

Shen Nanxing kept looking at his back! But no matter how much she called him, he never stopped for a moment.

She could only quicken her pace.

Fortunately, although the man didn't stop to wait for her, he didn't speed up either. She jogged along, and when a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, she finally caught up with him.

Panting, Shen Nanxing ran a few steps past him, then turned around, took a step to the side, and blocked Fu Jiuli on the lakeside path with both hands.

Fu Jiuli's raised foot couldn't move forward and had to fall back to where it was.

He still had his usual expressionless face and bowed, "Your Majesty, I greet Princess Jing."

Shen Nanxing:!!!

She had finally met him, so she wouldn't play tricks on him.

She stared into his eyes with burning eyes: "Fu Jiuli, why did you run away when I called you just now?"

The man's expression remained unchanged: "Princess Jing should address me as the Emperor's uncle."

Shen Nanxing was completely stunned: "Emperor...Uncle?"

When I think about it carefully, it seems to be true...

She is currently still the Princess Consort of Prince Jing, who is His Majesty's son. Fu Jiuli, on the other hand, is a prince of a different surname personally appointed by His Majesty, and is of the same generation as His Majesty...

Disbelief flashed in Shen Nanxing's eyes, but she quickly became happy again.

If she gets a divorce letter and successfully remarries him, then Xie Tingyu will have to call her "Imperial Aunt".

That sounds pretty good!

Just thinking about it filled her eyes with a smile.

She waved her hand casually: "Well, we can't say for sure what to call each other yet!"

Who wants to call you the Emperor's uncle? You're dreaming...

"If Princess Jing has nothing else to say, I will return now. There are still many matters in the Eastern Depot that await my attention."

Shen Nanxing almost couldn't breathe.

If she had nothing to do, would she have been following him around like a puppy for so long?

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. "Fu Jiuli, my mother has been granted the title of First Rank Consort by His Majesty!"

"Then congratulations to Princess Jing!" The man lowered his eyes and gave a polite and courteous bow.

Shen Nanxing continued: "I know you helped me, thank you."

"That is His Majesty's order, and has nothing to do with me. If Princess Jing wants to express her gratitude, it should be to His Majesty."

Shen Nanxing was a little upset. She suddenly pulled out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and held it in front of him, her expression quite excited: "What about this? Is this also a gift from His Majesty?"

Fu Jiuli glanced up casually, then retracted her gaze: "This medicine looks like it's specially supplied by the palace. It must have been given by His Majesty to Princess Jing."

"Fu Jiuli!!!" Shen Nanxing was filled with anger.

It was clearly him who ordered the secret guards to secretly place this ointment at the gate of her yard, and then Xiaotao picked it up. How could it be a gift from His Majesty!

This man is clearly telling lies in a serious manner!

Shen Nanxing was furious, but the man remained calm and composed as always: "Princess Jing, is there anything else?"

Fu Jiuli waited for a moment and saw that the woman was just glaring at him angrily, not paying any attention to him at all.

He was silent for a moment, then he bowed and said, "Princess Jing, the East Factory still has a lot of matters waiting for me to deal with when I return, so I will not accompany you."

After saying this, since he couldn't go forward, he simply turned around and left.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the woman quickly turn a corner, open her arms, and stand in front of him again, blocking his way.

"Princess Jing, please forgive me. I am indeed very busy with official duties. I would like to ask Princess Jing to lend me a way."

Shen Nanxing was very unhappy: "Can you please stop calling me Princess Jing?"

"You clearly know my feelings, why do you always treat me so distantly?"

Fu Jiuli's face was calm: "You are the Princess of Prince Jing. If I don't call you Princess of Prince Jing, what should I call you?"

He looked straight at her, and tiny starlight was struggling in his usually dark eyes, almost bursting out.

She was drunk that night, and she said coquettishly in a daze.

"You have to tell me to leave the princess..."

"Nine thousand years old... that's my man..."

Fu Jiuli's heart, which he tried hard to control, was finally in turmoil.

Shen Nanxing was burned by the man's eyes, and her heart was panicked for a moment, and she looked away in a hurry.

But soon she bravely looked up again: "Fu Jiuli, Prince Jing is not my match, I like you..."

"I don't ask for a peaceful divorce, a letter of divorce is enough."

"Will you... help me?"

Fu Jiuli's face was calm, but his heart was already surging with waves like surging waves crashing against the shore.

But in the blink of an eye, everything died down again, and I felt even colder.

He had only recently witnessed firsthand her loving relationship with Prince Jing, a truly harmonious and loving couple...

"Everyone knows that Princess Jing has been in love with Prince Jing for many years. After going through many twists and turns, she finally achieved her wish of success."

"What? You're already tired of each other after only two days of marriage?"