GBP Chapter 441 Divorce Agreement, You...Are Free
Chapter 441 Divorce Agreement, You...Are Free
Wen Zhu immediately noticed the strangeness between the master and the madam, but fearing exposure, she dared not speak or act.
"My lord, the Marquis's residence is not safe right now. I'm going to Yunyin Pavilion to book a private room."
"No, I'll stay at the Marquis's residence. I'd like to see who dares to come."
At this moment, Qin Miaoxi earnestly advised, "If possible, you should still go to Yunyin Pavilion."
Lu Qingchen turned her head away, refusing to look or think about it, and calmly instructed Wen Zhu, "Take everyone to heal their injuries. Don't worry about the rest."
Wen Zhu wanted to say something more, but Qin Miaoxi stopped her with a look. Zi Yan had already taken the prepared ointment and left with them, leaving the place to her two masters.
The wind rustled the hem of their clothes. Lu Qingchen looked at the dark red stains on the ground, while Qin Miaoxi looked at him.
"Lu Qingchen, I..."
"I'll go buy some servants." As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't dare to linger for even half a second. He turned around and left in a panic, his steps clearly hurried. Anyone could tell that he was deliberately trying to escape.
Watching his receding figure, Qin Miaoxi let out a long sigh. This couldn't be said openly; they'd been watched from the moment they left the palace. But judging from his expression, he clearly agreed. She could only make his intentions clear through her actions.
Dozens of people arrived quickly and spent a whole day cleaning up the ruins of the courtyard. Only the bloodstains on the ground showed the chaos and tragedy of the day.
On this day, the capital city was already in chaos. The sound of the imperial guards' armor rolled from one end of the street to the other, and the air was filled with tension as swords and spears passed by.
The shops along the street were all closed, their doors bolted shut, with only occasional glimpses of peeping eyes peeking through the windows.
This massive operation was entirely due to an imperial edict. On the same day, the homes of seven or eight officials were raided, those who committed the crimes were executed on the spot, and their relatives were all exiled. The city was filled with heart-wrenching pleas for mercy and cries for help.
The cold night wind carried the smell of blood. When Qin Miaoxi found Lu Qingchen, he was sitting alone by the pond, brewing wine.
The crimson firelight reflected on the blood-stained clothes, creating a desolate and bleak scene.
She draped a cloak over him and said reproachfully, "Why didn't you wear more?"
Lu Qingchen paused in pouring the wine, then took another glass and placed it opposite her, filling it to the brim.
For some reason, seeing him like this filled Qin Miaoxi with unease.
"You can say whatever you want to say. Keeping it inside is bad for your wound."
He lowered his head and did not answer, but instead drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
Qin Miaoxi's eyes flickered, and she pushed a medicine bottle in front of him. "This will help your wound. Take two pills a day, and it will heal in a month."
Lu Qingchen finally stopped pouring the wine. He picked up the medicine bottle, looked at it, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips. He said politely, "Thank you."
That cold and distant tone was like a needle piercing her heart, the more she tasted it, the more painful it became, the longer it went on, the deeper it went, leaving Qin Miaoxi, who had always been the one being coaxed, completely at a loss.
She took a deep breath and decided to tell him the truth: things weren't as they seemed, it was all just...
The long, drawn-out voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts. Lu Qingchen suddenly gave her an exceptionally bright smile, raised his wine glass and said, "The wine glass is too shallow to toast the long days ahead. Our journey together is too short to last until we grow old together."
Her hand suddenly tightened, spilling wine onto the back of her hand before she could even notice. Qin Miaoxi feigned composure and asked, "What do you mean?"
Lu Qingchen put down his wine glass with lifeless eyes. "I have flowers and the other shore, but the flowers are too beautiful and the other shore is too far away. No matter how hard I try, I can't get close to that fragrant paradise."
"No, it's about today's events..."
With a bang, Lu Qingchen suddenly picked up the wine pot on the table and resolutely drank it all in one gulp.
May you have a gentle breeze between your brows and flowers in your heart in the future, and may you follow the light as clouds drift and stars scatter, never wasting the fleeting years.
He stared intently at the woman who had been by his side for more than half a year, took a piece of paper from his chest, and gently placed it in front of her.
"A divorce agreement!?"
The words of explanation stuck in her throat, and Qin Miaoxi stared wide-eyed in astonishment. No matter how hard she tried, she never imagined that he would actually divorce her.
Lu Qingchen's lips curled slightly, but the smile was bitter. "If I can't grasp the moon, I shouldn't have blocked its light. You... are free."
Perhaps I shouldn't have forced it in the first place.
He left resolutely, and the letter of divorce drifted away in the wind, just like their relationship, which came to an abrupt end at that moment.
The wine on the stove bubbled and churned, the warm flames licking the bottom of the pot, even the air was filled with the aroma and warmth of the wine, but it did nothing to dispel the chill emanating from her. She sat there for so long that it seemed she had forgotten to move, to merge with the cold night.
"Miss, what are you doing here?" Ziyan rushed over, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety.
She called out several times but received no response. Looking down, she saw the divorce papers that had fallen to the ground.
"Miss, has the young master misunderstood? I'll go and explain to him."
Qin Miaoxi finally reacted, but stopped her, saying, "No need."
She picked up the glass of wine that Lu Qingchen had poured for her on the table. The wine was already cold, but she didn't realize it. She only felt the bitterness lingering in her mouth.
“We got married with the premise of cooperation. After being together for so long, maybe we are not suitable to be husband and wife.”
She thought they would be each other's strong support, but one of them still chose not to believe it.
She doesn't know what normal married couples are like, but they are definitely not suspicious of each other.
"But the young master treats you very well, Miss. Wouldn't it be better to just clear up the misunderstanding?"
Ziyan didn't understand. Although Miss had intervened to help those people attack the Marquis's Mansion, she had also secretly protected the foundation of the Marquis's Mansion. Without Miss, the Marquis's Mansion would have truly been destroyed and left with nothing.
Qin Miaoxi shook her head. "No, it's just a lack of trust."
"Miss, are you... really going to divorce your husband?"
"Um……"
The two did not notice the figure hidden in the corner during their conversation. After hearing Qin Miaoxi's words, they left without looking back.
Only after that person left did Qin Miaoxi say the rest of her sentence, "If this is what he wanted."
"So, would you like to?"
"Me? That's not important."
Her fingers, holding the divorce papers, turned white. "But we can't get a divorce now; we have to wait until this turmoil calms down."
Emperor Meiji executed those people in broad daylight, but since the other side dared to launch an attack in broad daylight, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't undermine him before leaving the capital.
And this is precisely the situation that Emperor Meiji most wanted to see.
In the empty study, Lu Qingchen began packing his bags. There were no clothes, only military books on the bookshelves.
"Sir, why... do you look at these?"
Without looking up, Lu Qingchen said, "Once I go to the border, I will leave the Marquis's residence in your care."
"The border?" Wen Zhu was immediately shocked. "Master, weren't you not going?"
“Even if I don’t go, the Marquis’s mansion will remain the same as it is today.”
"But those people have already been beheaded by the Emperor and their heads displayed to the public."
He put down the bundle in his hand and said in a contemptuous, cold voice, "You think there's no one behind this?"
"But……"
Wen Zhu's words came to an abrupt halt. The lady had already hidden and settled all the people of the Marquis's mansion. The Marquis's mansion only appeared to have suffered heavy casualties, but in reality, it had not been seriously harmed. Everything was done to show that person, to make him give up the idea of targeting the Marquis's mansion.
But he couldn't say these things, and he was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead. "Madam, Madam won't agree."