GBP Chapter 156 Divorce Letter
Chapter 156 Divorce Letter
Mo Ling's face turned pale. Qingqing was nowhere to be found, and the Qianyuan Palace where he had lived was reduced to ashes.
He just wanted to give his beloved a status as his legal wife and be buried with his beloved's clothes and hat. Is this not possible?
"Imperial Master, Ming Qing is my man, I will give him the title of my first wife."
Feng Jiuqing said coldly, "No need. All the grievances Mingqing suffered were caused by Your Majesty. Why does Your Majesty pretend to be affectionate here? Ever since Mingqing was wanted, he has been disheartened. Today, I will make the decision for him and divorce Your Majesty to fulfill his last wish. Mingqing has been buried in my Grand Tutor's Mansion. From now on, he has no relationship with Your Majesty. Do you understand, Your Majesty?"
Divorcing a wife has to comply with the seven grounds for divorce, and there are also the three grounds for not divorcing. Divorcing a husband is unheard of. Now the Grand Tutor actually wants to divorce His Majesty on behalf of Mingqing!
This is simply the most bizarre news in the world!
The ministers watched closely as the two top nobles of Dai Viet competed with each other, and they dared not interfere.
Mo Ling's eyes were stern. Is the Grand Master going to sever the relationship between Ming Qing and him? How is that possible! Ming Qing is his wife, and he will be buried with Ming Qing even if he dies!
"I don't agree!"
Feng Jiuqing didn't even raise his eyelids: "Your Majesty's consent is not necessary. I just informed Your Majesty, that's all."
Mo Ling's hands were shaking as they placed on the dragon throne. He could give the Grand Tutor anything he wanted, except for Qing Qing!
"No! Qingqing is my wife. Your Excellency, please don't worry about the affairs between me and Qingqing!"
Feng Jiuqing's eyes were cold and he said softly, "Wife?"
"Your Majesty, are you practicing some kind of ruthless way? The kind that requires killing your wife to prove your truth? Mingqing died because of your Majesty, why do you think Mingqing would still be willing to have a relationship with your Majesty?"
"His true feelings and sincerity were discarded by you. He was abandoned by the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and then by you. When he was alive, all his relatives and lovers abandoned him. He was once a living person, and he would also be sad. Mo Ling, let Ming Qing go! You are not worthy of him."
"My dearest is not dead! Not dead!"
A tear fell from the corner of Mo Ling's eyes. How could he not know that he had hurt his beloved? He wanted to make it up to her a thousand times, but his beloved refused to come back.
He would rather believe that Qingqing was hiding than believe that Qingqing was no longer in this world!
He wants to make Qingqing his queen, and Qingqing will be his only wife in this life!
Feng Jiuqing retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Really? Then may I ask where is Mingqing, Your Majesty? Has Your Majesty ever thought that the reason why Mingqing cannot be found now is because he has been eaten clean in the river?"
Mo Ling's nails dug into the flesh, and bright red blood flowed down his hands onto the golden dragon throne. The interweaving of gold and red was a unique feeling.
"No! Qingqing is my queen! She will never be eaten! She is still alive! She must be alive! She is just angry with me, so she doesn't want to come back to see me!"
Although Feng Jiuqing knew that Mo Ling was right, he didn't want to have anything to do with Mo Ling anymore. He didn't care about the lousy queen!
He could be a Grand Tutor or a Marshal, but he would never be anyone's Queen!
"I think His Majesty is in a state of terror. Someone, call the imperial physician to treat His Majesty. Then we can adjourn the court!"
Mo Ling's eyes were filled with pain, and he pleaded, "I am very sober, Imperial Master. I will only have Qingqing in my life. I want to give him the status he deserves. Is this not okay? Please don't stop Qingqing from becoming the queen!"
Feng·Heart of Stone·Cold·Jiu Qing lowered his head and chuckled: "Your Majesty, not everything can be remedied. Once something is done, there is no point in regretting it!"
"Ming Qing came here with a clear conscience, so let him leave with a clear conscience. Don't disturb his peace over there. Or is it that Your Majesty can't even do such a small thing? In this case, Your Majesty's promise and love seem too cheap, and people don't look down on them."
Mo Ling lowered his eyes, hiding the deep sorrow in his eyes, and said softly: "Grand Master is not my Ming Qing, how do you know that my Qing Qing is unwilling? He risked his life to save me twice, how could he be unwilling to be my queen? I don't believe he would be unwilling! Imperial Master, please help Qing Qing and me be together."
A hint of sarcasm flashed in Feng Jiuqing's eyes, "Grant you a favor? Ha, Mo Ling, you don't have the qualifications!"
"Whether you believe it or not, whether you are willing or not is not important. What is important is that this is absolutely impossible! You'd better give up this idea, otherwise don't blame me for taking action. Although I don't like your broken chair, there are many people who want your broken chair. If you insist on doing it, I don't mind fulfilling their wish!"
Mo Ling held the throne tightly. The Grand Master was threatening him. If he insisted on becoming the Queen, the Grand Master would not mind abolishing him. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the emotions in his heart. No, it's not the right time yet! He couldn't fight the Grand Master at this time. He had no chance of winning!
Forget it, he will posthumously confer the title of Qingqing upon her when the time comes. His goal has already been achieved, hasn’t he?
Mo Ling kept finding excuses to suppress his true thoughts, constantly deceiving himself that this was just a play, but he ignored the pain deep in his heart.
"I understand."
Feng Jiuqing sneered, took out a piece of letter from his arms, threw it forward, turned around and walked away.
"That would be great. This is the divorce letter left by Ming Qing. Please ask Chief Steward Lin to hand it to Your Majesty for signature. I hope I can receive it before tonight. Otherwise, I don't mind coming to pick it up in person."
After he finished speaking, Feng Jiuqing stopped and glanced at the dumbfounded court officials. He said in a cold voice, "What are you all still doing here? You haven't left yet after the court session. Is there something important? Do you need me to see you off?"
The court officials suddenly came to their senses, kowtowed to Mo Ling and shouted "Long live Mo Ling". They did not want to stay even a second longer and hurriedly left the Golden Throne Hall. This was probably the only time after the court session that they left earlier than His Majesty.
Prime Minister Lu didn't even bow to Mo Ling, who turned around and left. This was the most rude thing he had done in all those years. Forgive him for not being able to be polite to the murderer who killed his son. Before leaving, he looked at Feng Jiuqing with a complicated look. If Feng Jiuqing had been so arrogant in the past, he would have come out and scolded Feng Jiuqing.
But this time, all of Feng Jiuqing's arrogance was just for his child who had suffered so much injustice, and he really couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
Not taking advantage of His Majesty's misfortune is the result of Lu Changxing's lifelong cultivation.
For the first time, Prime Minister Lu calmly bowed to Feng Jiuqing and said, "Thank you, Grand Tutor!"
Feng Jiuqing dodged Prime Minister Lu's gift as he was afraid of shortening his life.
"Mingqing is my man, I will protect him, there is no need for Prime Minister Lu to thank you."
Even though Feng Jiuqing's answer was not polite, Prime Minister Lu did not say much. He just walked away quickly, leaving behind only a desolate back.
Jian Han pushed away Bai Yunjin who was trying to get closer to him, and finally caught up with Feng Jiuqing at the palace gate.
"Master!"
Feng Jiuqing glanced at him and asked, "Is there something wrong, Prime Minister Jian?"
Jian Han shook his head and said with a sigh: "Grandmaster, showing off one's talents is sometimes not a good thing."
Feng Jiuqing smiled and said, "Thank you, Prime Minister Jian. However, this Grand Master has always been a man of revenge. If someone can suppress this Grand Master, then that is his ability. I am not afraid."