Chapter 6: The Parachuted Handsome Man

Chapter 6. The Parachuted Handsome Man.

"Miss, shouldn't we just leave?!" Xi'er looked at her helplessly.

In truth, she wanted to tell her that she had absolutely no status in this Prince's Manor. The Prince didn't care for her; even the side consorts and their maids in the manor dared to bully her. If she still wanted to see the Prince before leaving, she was simply asking for humiliation.

"That won't do! Before I leave, I must see him and have a good chat with him. Even if the business deal fails, we can still maintain our friendship. I can't let him leave me in such an unclear state without a proper explanation!"

Luo Wanqing was full of frustration. Before leaving, she had to see this ex-husband of hers to see just how much charm he possessed to make the original owner of this body commit suicide. Didn't she feel it was incredibly unfair?

"Fine, if you want to see him, then see him!" Xi'er pouted and ignored her. She was only doing it for her own good, yet the lady wouldn't appreciate it.

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"Is the Prince here at this hour?"

"It should be. Every day at this time after the morning court session, he is in the study," Xi'er explained patiently. Previously, the Miss was more familiar with these matters than she was, but now she acted as if she knew nothing. How could she know that her Miss's soul was actually that of a 21st-century "boss lady"? If she told her, she would die of shock on the spot—it was just that this boss lady was a bit eccentric.

Today the weather was clear and cloudless, sweeping away yesterday's gloom. Even though it was the day she was being divorced and kicked out, the weather was quite nice; several magpies had been chirping away on the branches since early morning.

Luo Wanqing's mood was also quite good. She had come specifically to be "polite" to him before leaving, to offer her greetings to his ancestors for the eighth generation. It was true she was being divorced, but she still couldn't swallow this insult.

The entire Prince's Manor was solemn and grave. As soon as one entered the courtyard of the study, a chill would creep up the neck—a cold, piercing killing intent that would make one instinctively shrink their neck and feel their hair stand on end.

The guards were all dressed in red martial attire, with sharp blades hanging from their waists. Their eyes were as cold as ice and their aura was grim; the moment someone approached, their killing intent would become overwhelming.

Luo Wanqing bared her teeth, revealing a standard set of six teeth, and gave them each a shameless smile to indicate she wasn't a bad person.

Who in this manor didn't know her? She was nothing more than a useless, unloved Princess Consort, and now she had become a discarded consort. Naturally, on top of their disdain, they felt an extra layer of loathing.

Not a single person acknowledged her; they simply acted as if they hadn't seen her. Everyone knew the Prince's temper; regardless, if she went in and stepped on a landmine, it wouldn't be anyone else's business. When the Prince got angry, the lightest punishment would be to throw her out, and the heaviest was unpredictable.

"I have some private business with the Prince, so just pretend you didn't see me, okay!"

Luo Wanqing pointed a warning finger at them one by one, and finally, she jumped inside triumphantly, disappearing amidst the white eyes of the onlookers.

Xi'er hurriedly followed her in, thinking to herself, "Go ahead and seek your own death!"

Just as she entered, before she could even step up the stairs, the doors of the study creaked open, and a white figure emerged against the light.

His eyebrows were dark and dense like feathers, his long eyes deep as black jade, and his skin, reflecting the bright sunlight, was as gentle and warm as snow. He was handsome and elegant, his white robes fluttering, his long hair as black as ink with flecks of gold shimmering within the contrast of black and white. He approached slowly like a jade tree in a courtyard, his dazzling brilliance instantly making people lose themselves.

Luo Wanqing stood there dazed, staring blankly with wide eyes. Forgive her, but she had never seen such a handsome man; he was simply beyond her imagination. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind—could this be her husband?...No... her ex-husband!

She instantly forgave him! He truly was a handsome man! They say handsome men have bad tempers, and that is understandable! Completely understandable!

That man, as beautiful as a banished immortal, walked slowly toward her, a faint smile hidden behind his thin lips. With a slight smile, he radiated an infinite, shimmering elegance.

Xi'er was just about to bow and say, "Greetings, Fourth Prince!" But before her voice could fall, Luo Wanqing lunged forward, threw her arms around the man's neck, her eyes flashing with fire as her red lips parted slightly.

"Husband, why did you divorce me?!"