Chapter 135 Inseparable

Chapter 135 Inseparable

Xie Yan thought of her smiling face yesterday; even the rain couldn't dampen her joy.

He wasn't angry when he saw the carriage; he'd drunk so much last night.

All of this was because the Emperor granted her request.

She wants a divorce!

The reward she wanted was to leave him!

Xie Yan stood inside the Shengming Hall, his figure reflected in the polished blue stone slabs, appearing exceptionally heavy.

He stood ramrod straight, showing no signs of anything amiss, but he was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, as if he were frozen in a moment.

Last night, seeing that she was in a good mood, he was also in a good mood.

Seeing her relaxed brows, I couldn't help but gently stroke her skin with my fingertips.

Like a thief, he secretly kissed her, savoring the aroma of wine between her lips and teeth.

How ridiculous!

When she insisted on leaving him, he gradually became more and more addicted to her.

My chest hurts as if it's being squeezed by a hand.

"Prince Jing?" The Emperor's gaze held a hint of scrutiny.

Xie Yan raised his eyes and looked at the emperor behind the desk, who was always so high and mighty, looking down at him.

Not a father, but a monarch.

She never smiled when she looked at him, as if she were watching from the sidelines, observing his reaction.

A sudden surge of anger rose within him; his face turned as cold as ice, and his voice sharp and piercing.

"Your Majesty bestowed this marriage upon me, and this marriage is an impregnable bond."

"Though there may be ups and downs along the way, we will walk hand in hand for a lifetime."

"Your subject accepts this marriage as if it were a bestowed marriage, and would never dare to disobey the Emperor's decree."

"Since Your Majesty has already given your approval, why ask for my opinion again?"

"Your Majesty, if I say I will not divorce you, will you retract your decree?"

The emperor sized him up, his eyes icy cold, and slammed his hand heavily on the table.

"I gave you a chance, I wanted to hear your opinion, and you are so ungrateful as to question me?"

Xie Yan, like a provoked beast, asked, "In Your Majesty's eyes, do my feelings matter?"

"Your son is merely a knife in your hand; use it when it suits you, and discard it when it doesn't!"

The emperor grabbed a square inkstone and smashed it in a fit of rage.

The heavy inkstone struck Xie Yan's chest, then fell to the ground and shattered with a "crack".

The palace servants serving nearby were so frightened that their faces turned pale. That was an extremely heavy inkstone, difficult to even lift, let alone fall on a person.

Xie Yan frowned slightly, instinctively clutching his chest with his right hand, his breathing becoming heavier.

However, he remained unmoved, his posture still upright, like a mountain, as if he were going to confront the emperor.

His gaze fell on the broken inkstones scattered on the ground, his eyes as cold as knives.

"This is outrageous!" the Emperor roared, his chest heaving violently. "Who do you think you are to defy me?"

Xie Yan sneered, "Do you think I don't know? Your Majesty wants to see if I have feelings for Princess Jing?"

"If you do have one, you will make good use of it and figure out how to control your son."

"I may tell you, I love her, and I beg you not to leave me!"

Emperor Xie Yuan looked at that handsome face, which was exactly the same as Madam Cheng's.

His existence was a disaster left behind by his momentary soft heart. Now, he has raised a tiger that has become a threat, daring to bare its fangs at him.

Anger surged within him, "Then so be it, I won't leave you!"

"roll!"

The Shengming Hall was solemn and dignified.

Xie Yan, dressed in crimson, turned around, a hint of mockery in her eyes. So this is what a king is like!

Xie Yuan guessed that he was being sarcastic, but he deliberately did the opposite.

Divorce!

Don't even think about it!

Shen Nanzi, this time it's his turn not to let go!

Xie Yan left the palace clutching his chest.

Outside the palace, Wuying anxiously asked, "Your Highness, are you injured?"

Xue Yubai also got off the carriage, dressed in blue, and looked at him with concern in his eyes.

"What happened? Did the Emperor hit you again?"

Xie Yan remained expressionless. "It's alright!"

"How did you anger the Emperor again?" Xue Yubai asked with concern, pulling him toward his carriage.

"I told you to be patient and not to let your emotions control you."

"You're injured again! It's like you don't bleed every few days, as if it weren't you, Xie Yan."

"It's alright!" Xie Yan pulled his arm out. "It just hurts a little, no need for medicine."

Xue Yubai: "Let me take a look, otherwise I won't feel at ease. What if it damages my internal organs?"

Xie Yan: "I know whether my heart or lungs have been damaged."

"What's going on?" Xue Yubai saw that he insisted on not getting into the carriage, so he didn't force him.

"Shen Nanzi wants a divorce!" Xie Yan's tone was calm and indifferent, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Xue Yubai was clearly surprised, and after a moment of stunned silence, he asked, "The Emperor would agree?"

"How could the Emperor possibly agree? He's deliberately testing me."

Only that fool Shen Nanzi believed the Emperor's words and took them seriously.

What is imperial power?

Without an absolute exchange of benefits, how could the emperor allow others to undermine his authority?

Her marriage was secured by Shen Minghan's achievements, so her concessions were insignificant.

Xie Yan looked at Xue Yubai and asked in confusion, "Aren't you on duty today?"

Xue Yubai hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have something to do. I just happened to be passing by and saw your carriage here."

After a pause, he said, "There's something I've been wanting to tell you."

"What is it?" Xie Yan looked at the ground, deep in thought.

Xue Yubai's voice was filled with remorse: "Qing Ning deserved to be punished by the Emperor! She truly brought it upon herself!"

Xie Yan remained calm and did not respond.

Xue Yubai added, "However, I still hope you won't blame her. After all, it's all for your sake."

"You know how she feels about you. Missing out on you is the thing she regrets the most."

"She's like she's possessed now, her words and actions are too extreme."

“His hostility towards Princess Jing is also because he has feelings for you.” Xue Yubai stared at Xie Yan.

"She was also punished, but she benefited a little from Xie Yao's influence, so the Emperor did not punish her severely."

Xie Yan remained silent.

Xue Yubai patted his shoulder, "In this world, you are the only person who is closest to us siblings."

"I don't want any distance between you, just like the affection we had when we were young."

Xie Yan's jawline tightened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Go get busy! Important matters are at stake."

"Hmm!" Xue Yubai visibly relaxed, took two steps, then turned back and lowered his voice, "His Majesty will be celebrating Consort Wei's birthday in a couple of days."

Xie Yan raised his head.

Xue Yubai: "The instructions are that it should not be a big event, and officials should not participate. The royal family should have a small gathering in the inner palace for one day."

"Imperial Censor Zhang sent word that the Emperor will likely issue his will on that day."

Xie Yan raised his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I understand."

"Then I'll be going now!" Xue Yubai turned around, waved his arm, got into the carriage, and quickly left.

Xie Yan withdrew his gaze and stepped into the carriage.

Wuying sat down on the edge and asked, "Your Highness, where are we going?"

Inside the carriage, Xie Yan's eyes darkened: "Back to Prince Jing's residence!"

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The courtyard of Shen Nanzi in the Jingwang Mansion.

She paced anxiously around the room, unable to even look at the account books.

Knowing that Xie Yan had been summoned away by the Emperor, she felt a constant weight on her shoulders.

She longed for Xie Yan to return soon so he could throw the divorce papers in her face.