GTB Chapter 240

Chapter 242: I Really Was Wrong

Jiang Jiuchu walked out from behind the desk and said to Yao Mei, “Master, I need to go back and change my clothes first. Please don’t blame Mo Lan. I’ll be looking for him again next time I come.”

Yao Mei nodded, thinking, “My disciple is indeed my disciple. This is how you deal with dead men.”

As Jiang Jiuchu turned, she caught Shí Yan’s gloomy expression in the corner of her eye and a faint, almost imperceptible, cold smile tugged at her lips.

“Can’t take it already? This is nothing compared to when I was divorced back then.”

Shí Yan watched Jiang Jiuchu’s departing figure, then turned his head and glared at Mo Lan, who was staring blankly at the doorway. His eyes seemed capable of killing, but Mo Lan’s attention had long followed Jiang Jiuchu, completely shield.

Outside Yunqing Hall, Jiang Jiuchu had just stepped into her carriage when she saw Shí Yan follow closely behind and climb in as well.

A look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and directly shouted outside, “Muqing, can’t you see that a rogue has broken into your young lady’s carriage?”

Muqing, who was outside the carriage, frowned upon hearing this. She suddenly regretted accompanying her mistress out today.

“Oh well, I can’t afford to offend the young lady, no matter who else I might offend. I know that much, and anyway, I can’t beat the master…”

She steeled herself and pushed open the carriage door. “Your Majesty, please get out of the carriage, or else…”

Before Muqing could finish speaking, Mufeng, who was beside her, quickly stepped forward and swiftly acupunctured Muqing, then drove the carriage away, his movements clean and efficient.

Jiang Jiuchu’s originally composed eyes immediately widened in shock, and she couldn’t help but turn her head to look at Shí Yan.

“Does the dignified ruler of a country have nothing better to do than come and harass decent women?”

Shí Yan didn’t answer Jiang Jiuchu’s question. Right now, his mind was filled with the image of Jiang Jiuchu giving that young gigolo named Mo Lan a bewitching smile.

That seductive demeanor was something she only showed him in private, yet today she was displaying it to another man, in front of so many people.

“And calling him ‘older brother’… How dare she say that? It made him extremely unhappy.

Besides, how old is she anyway? Can’t she see that he’s younger than that Mo Lan or whatever his name is?

Looking at Jiang Jiuchu’s composed and distant demeanor, he really wanted to ignore everything and pin her down beneath him and punish her severely, so that she would never show that expression again.

He suppressed the thoughts surging in his heart and said, “No decent woman goes to Yunqing Hall to look for gigolos, so… Chuchu doesn’t count.”

Jiang Jiuchu looked at the obscure emotions swirling in Shí Yan’s eyes and turned to push open the carriage window.

“That’s right, I don’t count. After all, I’m a divorced woman, there’s nothing I can’t do.”

“Therefore, Your Majesty should go and find those well-read, refined noble ladies who wield significant power, instead of getting entangled with me here.”

As she spoke, she looked at Shí Yan with a resolute expression, and continued in a cold voice:

“I, Jiang Jiuchu, don’t eat grass that’s been turned over. Also, the moment I see you now, my mood becomes so unpleasant that I can’t breathe. This feeling is a natural reaction that I can’t control, so please, Your Majesty, stop bothering me, lest I have difficulty breathing.”

Shí Yan’s handsome face paled little by little as he heard Jiang Jiuchu’s words. Before he could even discern whether Jiang Jiuchu’s words were true or false, his heart began to ache uncontrollably, accompanied by a sense of weightlessness as if he were falling into a deep abyss, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He suddenly felt that he had no right to be angry and jealous because of what had just happened, because his words back then had been even crueler, so she must have been in even more pain than him.

His voice softened a little. “There was no general’s daughter, I lied to you, I’m sorry.”

Jiang Jiuchu glanced at Shí Yan’s injured expression, turned her head to look out the window, and her voice also calmed down.

“I’m not talking about the past, let’s not talk about the past, after all, we are already divorced no matter what. I’m talking about now, you are now the emperor, you should choose some noble ladies.”

“So, don’t come looking for me anymore, after all, the little affection between you and me really doesn’t count for much in the face of the country. I can understand and respect it, but I don’t want to repeat the same mistake.”

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Shí Yan, “Do you understand?”

Shí Yan shook his head. “No, I will never do it a second time. Next time, no matter what the reason, I will never do this again.”

Jiang Jiuchu looked at Shí Yan, “But things are unpredictable, aren’t they? Before this, didn’t your promises never foresee the situation at that time?”

“But it happened after all, and you did it after all.”

Shí Yan clenched his fists, knowing that he was wrong, his voice was a little weak: “But I didn’t want you to die, if it wasn’t about your life, how could I bear to hurt you.”

Jiang Jiuchu heard the words, lazily leaned against the carriage wall, and said lightly: “Is that so? Then why didn’t you tell me the truth directly? How many times did I ask you at the beginning? I asked you if you had any difficulties, but you never said it.”

“You could have told me the truth, and I could have taken that divorce agreement and played along with you back to the Jiang mansion knowing the truth, but how did you treat me?”

As she spoke, she looked at Shí Yan with cold eyes, “But you made me take it seriously, just so that if you lost, I wouldn’t be too sad because of you. You made me take it seriously.”

She threw away the old dull pain that floated up in her heart again, and looked at Shí Yan and said word by word: “Do you know how I felt when I took it seriously?””

After she finished speaking, before Shí Yan could speak, a bitter smile curled up on her lips, “Okay, now I’m serious, why are you dissatisfied again?”

Shí Yan heard the words, could no longer bear it, and One handful, greedily smelling the fragrance on her body, his throat rolled, and his voice was a little hoarse:

“I’m sorry, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I was self-righteous, I was a bastard, it was me, it was all me, you can punish me however you want, just don’t ignore me.”

He really knew he was wrong, really really knew he was wrong.

Shí Yan’s familiar aura and embrace suddenly Towards Jiang Jiuchu, she closed her eyes, as if fighting against this interference. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were clear and resolute, and she stretched out her hand and pushed Shí Yan away with all her strength.

Looking at his red eyes, he slowly opened his mouth: “I was wrong, don’t make the same mistake next time, as for us… we are already divorced.”

After she finished speaking, she moved her body to the side, turned her head to look out the window, and never looked at Shí Yan’s injured expression again.

Shí Yan’s arms were empty, his heart fell, looking at Jiang Jiuchu who turned her head to the outside, his mind suddenly flashed with the time when she had just married.

At that time, every time they sat in the carriage together, she would look out the window like this.

He leaned back slightly, never spoke again, just stared at her profile so fixedly, a firm color floated in his eyes.