Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

She had thought that he would not wake up until tomorrow, but it seemed that he was even more tenacious than she had expected.

She silently picked up the medicine box and said, "Then, this little girl will take her leave first!"

Because of this unforeseen event, the two of them forgot that Wen Yi came to the Duke Palaces this time to treat Ke Er.

Zhuge Ming sent Wen Yi out, and said: "Go back first. For today's matters, you don't need to be concerned about it. He has always been like this."

Wen Yi remained silent. She forced out a smile and carried the medicine box on her back.

Her expression was desolate. Her shadow was drawn by the afternoon sun for a very long time. A chilly autumn wind blew past her hair, lifting it up. The only ornament on it was a simple jade hairpin.

Zhuge Ming knew that she was in pain and he could even see the mist in her eyes. She forced himself not to cry and left with heavy steps.

At this moment, if he said that she was not the Wen Yi from before, he would not believe him.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart. Only after Wen Yi's death did he realize that a woman had already silently stepped on his heart.

When he was facing Song Yunqian, he felt a little uncomfortable. He sat on the bedside and asked: "Was it done by someone from the Northern Kingdom?"

Song Yunqian slowly closed his eyes and suddenly opened them. His gaze was sharp and cold, "They were mixed into this king's army and followed them back. They have always been looking for an opportunity to take action.

Being able to stay in the army proved that there was a hidden motive. Zhuge Ming raised his head and asked the General Chen: "Have we caught the spies yet?"

General Chen said. "We've already ordered people to investigate. There should be clues tonight."

Song Yunqian ordered: "Once found, let's do it on the spot!"

General Chen said: "Prince, don't worry, he won't be able to escape."

Zhuge Ming frowned: "Why are you so careless? "They actually let a spy in without knowing."

General Chen said in shame: "This is all my fault. I lost my mind from victory and returned to the capital with my troops without a detailed investigation."

Song Yunqian said, "You can't be blamed. They hate this duke to the bone; even if they weren't mixed into the army, they would have found a way to assassinate this duke." He looked at Zhuge Ming, "The female doctor just now, is she your doctor?"

Zhuge Ming skipped a beat and said softly, "Yes!"

Song Yunqian looked at him, "This king has never heard of such a young female doctor in the infirmary."

"She just arrived at the capital not long ago. This time, it was she who stopped the bleeding for you. Her medical skills are very high." Zhuge Ming hid his thoughts, his clear eyes meeting Song Yunqian's puzzled eyes.

Song Yunqian looked at him and said: "It's rare to hear that you praise a person's medical skills this much. The way you looked at her just now, it seemed as if she wasn't just an ordinary doctor."

Zhuge Ming was startled, "What do you mean?"

Song Yunqian patted his shoulder, and said: "You're not young anymore, it's time to find someone, it's rare that she's a doctor too, since we have a common topic, if it's suitable, we should hurry up."

Zhuge Ming blushed, "What nonsense are you talking about? "Nothing."

The General Chen smiled, "Clearly, I was questioning her earlier, and my words were not sharp. But Doctor Zhuge was extremely nervous, and kept on pulling at his sleeves."

Zhuge Ming sighed, "How can that be? It's just that I'm sure she's not from the North, she's not a spy. "

Song Yunqian revealed a rare smile, and said: "For the person Zhuge has brought, there is no need for any of you to doubt him, much less ask him about it.

Zhuge Ming snorted, "You seem to suspect her just now."

Song Yunqian's eyes dimmed, and said softly, "No, I just don't like women who are too close to this king."

Imperial Concubine Rou sat beside him. Upon hearing his words, he slightly raised his eyes, then lowered his head. His expression did not change, as if he had never heard of it.

Zhuge Ming looked at Imperial Concubine Rou and signaled him not to say such words in front of the Imperial Concubine Rou.

Song Yunqian looked at Imperial Concubine Rou, and said lightly: "Your health is not good, go back and rest, this king is fine!"

Imperial Concubine Rou stood up obediently, and then replied, "Alright!" She then said to Zhuge Ming, "I'll have to trouble Big Brother Zhuge to take care of Prince."

Zhuge Ming pitied her, "Sister Luo Fan, please take care of yourself!"

Imperial Concubine Rou smiled indifferently, "I am doing very well!"

As he said that, he turned around to look at Song Yunqian, and said: "Then, Your Highness should be resting well, I'll be leaving now!"

Song Yunqian's chin had a resolute and cold curve to it, as he spat out a word: "En!"

After Imperial Concubine Rou left, Zhuge Ming sighed and said, "You should have treated her a little better. You've already let down two women, could it be that you're still going to let down her?"

Song Yunqian said, "Is this not good for me? In this palace, she has almost all of the power. She's the mistress of this palace. "

"You know that's not what she wants." Zhuge Ming said lightly.

Song Yunqian returned his indifferent gaze. "You know that this king can't give even more."

Zhuge Ming put away the medicine bowl in front of the bed, sat on the bed and said: "At that time, you only married her because you liked her."

Song Yunqian's pupils dimmed as he indifferently said, "But this king only found out later on that liking isn't love."

"You do hate her for saying bad things about Wen Yi in front of you that day, which led you to misunderstand Wen Yi, but have you thought about it? This matter could not be blamed on her, if you had had even the slightest bit of trust in Wen Yi back then, you wouldn't have believed her words. After all, she should not be the target of your anger. " Zhuge Ming himself didn't know what was going on with him. Even though he knew that Yue Yang didn't like to talk about it, he still talked about it in front of General Chen and the others.

The General Chen was sensible and led the way out.

Song Yunqian's face suddenly became dark and fierce. He stared at Zhuge Ming with sharp eyes and said coldly: "What? Do you pity her? If you truly cannot bear to part with her, This King can give it to you! "

Zhuge Ming was slightly angered, "Do you take Luo Fan as an object? You can transfer at will? She is your concubine, the person resting next to you! If you are truly so generous, then, if I liked Wen Yi that day, would you be willing to give it to me? "

Every time he talked about Wen Yi, he would become especially fanatical. In the past, he always minded his feelings and kept his mouth shut, but just now, when he saw that Luo Fan was so hurt and her body was in such a bad condition, he couldn't help but feel a burning rage in his heart. This was also the first time he clashed with him.

Song Yunqian was furious to the extreme, his eyes were like poison arrows, "Good, Zhuge Ming, you finally said it, you actually have always liked her in your heart!"

Zhuge Ming sneered, "Yes, I admit that I like her. I had once vented my anger on her death, but after some thought, what's the use of blaming you? She's willing to do it for you. And you, for so many years, have stubbornly insisted on not realizing your mistake, and have failed to do so one after another. Yang Luoyi died for you, Wen Yi died for you, so do you want Luo Fan to die for you as well? "

Song Yunqian's face was ashen, and the corner of her mouth raised into a cold arc, "You even said that you missed one. Ke'er was also unconscious because of me, a living corpse for a few years. "This king knows that you once had a good impression of Ke Er, and then you were on good terms with Luo Fan. In the end, you even fell in love with Wen Yi, and you've coveted all the women I've liked over the years. All these years, the so-called brotherly love is most likely an act of yours.

Zhuge Ming's expression froze, and suddenly chuckled, "Yes, I'm just pretending, what does your life have to do with me? It would be best if they did not have anything to do with each other! " With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

General Chen saw Zhuge Ming angrily rushing out from outside and immediately consoled him, "Doctor Zhuge, don't be angry. You know that when generals talk about the late wangfei, they all become paranoid.

Zhuge Ming looked at General Chen. In these three years, the General Chen had always accompanied Song Yunqian and he more or less knew about Wen Yi when she was drunk.

"He can't forget the late consort either!" The General Chen sighed. General Chen was a martial artist, he did not understand much about love. His marriage was arranged, his wife was virtuous, and he gave birth to a son and a daughter. However, sometimes, when Song Yunqian crazily missed a woman, he would feel that he was very miserable and that love was a sharp weapon that hurt others.

Zhuge Ming's heart immediately felt uncomfortable. How could he not know? How could he not know what sort of life he had lived for the past three years? And Song Yunqian was not mistaken, he was just a selfish person. He was clearly confident that Wen Yi had already returned, but was unwilling to tell him.

He did not leave, but in the end, he could not be at ease with Song Yunqian's injuries. He returned to the place where he lived in the past, stood in front of the bookshelf behind the screen, and silently took out a book on medical techniques. However, his mind was in a state of chaos as all sorts of thoughts surged through his mind.

He said that Song Yunqian didn't believe Wen Yi that day, and wasn't he the same as well? He still remembered how he healed Wen Yi's leg and warned her not to use this kind of method to obtain a favor. At that time, she probably felt terrible inside because there was no one by her side that she could trust.

After Zhuge Ming left, Song Yunqian also gradually calmed down. He closed his eyes and silently endured the wounds on his body. However, no matter how painful the injuries on his body were, he would be able to bear with it for a bit before they passed away. As for the pain in his heart, it had been there for three years. As long as there was a shadow of her in his mind, that pain would attack his heart without any warning, causing him to be unable to speak.

The General Chen pushed the door and entered, sitting in the room. Song Yunqian's breathing was disordered, he knew that he was not asleep, and his heart was in pain.

He sighed quietly and said softly: "Why do you have to be angry with Doctor Zhuge, your highness? During these three years, he was more anxious than anyone else when something happened to you. "

Song Yunqian slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were empty as he asked softly, "It has been three years, and before I fall asleep every night, I have always hoped that she would come and dream. However, she has never appeared for more than a thousand days and nights.

"If I hate you, why would I be willing to use my life to save you? "Your Highness, the wangfei is no longer here. You should take pity on the person in front of you!" The General Chen advised.

"You're just a military man, how could you say such refined words?" Song Yunqian glanced at him and said.

General Chen scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Earlier this year, there was a plague in Fringe City, so many people died. I heard those people comforting the families of the dead!"

The plague, to Song Yunqian, was another fierce heart piercing attack. It was so painful that he almost couldn't catch a breath.

He closed his eyes and said in a barely audible voice, "There was once a plague on this king too, and this king has yet to cure this plague. It is likely that it will never recover in this lifetime."