Chapter 141: Finally became husband and wife?

Dongfang Yan turned around, personally picked up the wine pot, and poured two cups of wine: "On our wedding night, I owed you a cup of nuptial wine. Today's wine shall be a clean break."

Fearing Lin Qingyue would not give him the face, he added: "After drinking this cup, the bond between us as husband and wife is severed. I will also sign and seal the divorce papers."

Lin Qingyue lowered her eyes, looked at the two cups of wine in his hand, and said: "You sign the divorce papers first, then I will drink."

Dongfang Yan handed one of the cups over: "It is not too late to sign after drinking. Do you think I would go back on my word?"

Lin Qingyue did not take it: "Sign first, otherwise I won't drink."

"Drink first, then I'll sign!"

"Sign first, otherwise I'll use force!"

If it came to using force, Dongfang Yan was truly afraid he couldn't beat her.

With no other choice, he had to set the wine cup aside, reluctantly picked up a brush, and signed his name on the divorce papers.

Lin Qingyue reminded: "Don't forget to press your thumbprint, otherwise I'm afraid you'll renege later."

Dongfang Yan ground his molars again, thinking to himself: How could I renege? Once you drink the wine and become my woman, no matter how many copies of the divorce papers are signed, they will all be burned to ashes!

As for the Imperial Edict... it only said that they were free to divorce. "Free" also meant there was room for maneuver; they could choose not to divorce, and the Emperor would not interfere too much.

To stabilize Lin Qingyue, he pressed his thumbprint on it.

Seeing Lin Qingyue coming to take it, he blocked the table and handed the wine over again, his eyes revealing a hint of pleading: "Drink this cup, and our bond as husband and wife ends here. From now on, we go our separate ways, and I wish you happiness for the rest of your life."

"Rest assured, after leaving you, I will be very happy!" Lin Qingyue took the wine, clinked it casually, and downed it in one gulp.

Dongfang Yan watched her without blinking, and also slowly finished the wine in his cup.

"Let us part here. No need to greet each other if we meet in the future; let us be as strangers." Lin Qingyue threw the wine cup away, took the divorce papers, and left.

When she reached the entrance of the main hall, she glanced back from the corner of her eye, a cold sneer curling her lips.

How could such a petty trick of Dongfang Yan's work on her?

Back when she dominated a region, countless people wanted her life. If they couldn't beat her openly, they would use underhanded means. If she couldn't even avoid something like poisoning, she would have been poisoned to death hundreds of times over.

Dongfang Yan insisted on her drinking, so she guessed there might be a problem.

When she picked up the wine cup, she took a light sniff and smelled the scent of a love potion. Thus, she cast a small spell and, without anyone noticing, swapped the wine in the cups.

To be able to use such means, you truly are Dongfang Yan. Putting on a show of deep affection while using such base tactics.

Love potion, is it? Fine, experience it yourself!

Outside the Qi Wu Dian, Dongfang Yan had specifically withdrawn the guards to avoid being disturbed during his good deed.

At this moment, he picked up the wine cup Lin Qingyue had just used. His gaze fell on the faint pink lipstick mark. That was where she had touched it, carrying a lingering, faint fragrance.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he suddenly brought the cup to his lips, pressing them against that red lipstick mark.

Soon, there would no longer be mountains and rivers between them; he would seize her, at any cost!

Calculating the time, the medicine should be taking effect, right?

Why hasn't Zhao An brought the person here yet?

Dongfang Yan was just about to stand up when a sudden wave of dizziness hit his brain, his whole body went limp and numb, and he collapsed to the floor.

Not long after, an unbearable heat, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his bone marrow, swept through his entire body.

What is going on?

His mind was in chaos, and the scenery before his eyes became hazy.

Just then, a slender figure walked over quickly. When she reached the door, the figure paused, turned around, and closed the hall door.

"Click!" The bolt slid into place.

"Who?" Dongfang Yan lay on the smooth floor, struggling to lift his head, wanting to see clearly who had come.

The person walked closer and suddenly pressed down on him.

He subconsciously pushed the person away, and the scenery before his eyes slowly became clear; he saw the other person's face was... Lin Qingyue.

It was clearly Lin Qingyue's face, but her demeanor was different from usual. No longer cold and heartless, nor with a mocking or playful expression, but filled with fawning and hunger, impatiently tearing at his belt.

Dongfang Yan's reason had long since vanished, dominated by desire, and he kept shouting: "Qingyue, Qingyue, I knew you would come back. We will be together forever..."

Booming desire easily turned a person into a beast.

He let out a low growl, flipped over, and pinned the other person down. The sound of tearing clothes and rapid breathing, mixed with a sticky, erotic scent, permeated the entire hall.

Zhao An was ordered to guard outside the hanging flower gate, waiting for the medicine to take effect when Lin Qingyue walked past, so he could send her to Dongfang Yan.

Strangely, when Lin Qingyue walked past him, her steps were light, and before he could react, she was already far away.

He wanted to chase, but in the blink of an eye, Lin Qingyue's figure disappeared.

"This isn't right!" Zhao An was very puzzled. "Wasn't the Princess drugged? Why is she running so fast?"

That medicine also contained muscle-softening powder, which would make a person's whole body limp. Once desire took over, they would be like a beast in heat, completely losing human reason.

"Could it be that the Prince messed up? Did the Princess not even give him the face of drinking a cup of wine?"

Thinking of this, Zhao An hurried back to the Qi Wu Dian, only to see the hall door tightly closed and even locked from the inside.

He tapped on the door and said cautiously: "Prince, the Princess, she..."

"Get out!" A roar came from inside.

Zhao An trembled all over: Oh, the Prince is angry again! It must be because he didn't keep the Princess and is sulking. If I barge in now, I'll definitely be in for bad luck.

Thus, Zhao An wisely retreated.

Inside the hall.

The passion faded, leaving only a mess on the floor.

Dongfang Yan was exhausted and asleep, lying spread-eagled and naked on the floor.

The woman beside him was covered in bruises; her legs trembled as she stood up, but a triumphant smile appeared on her face.

"Dongfang Yan, I finally got you! You called me dirty and base, then fall into the mud with me forever!" Her voice was hoarse and slurred, and as she spoke, the sores in her mouth were still oozing pus.

She stroked her abdomen and whispered to herself: "You must be strong! If I can conceive a boy in one go, even if he finds me disgusting, he will never be able to get rid of me in this lifetime!"

"Mmm..." The man lying on the floor let out a satisfied murmur.

Lin Ruzhen's face showed a hint of terror; she knew she couldn't stay long and couldn't be discovered. Otherwise, once Dongfang Yan woke up and realized he had slept with the wrong person, he would definitely kill her with one sword—she had already experienced this man's heartlessness before.

Gathering her torn clothes, she ran out the back door of the hall in a panic.

After another while, Dongfang Yan slowly woke up—woken by the cold.

"Achoo!" After a sneeze, he suddenly realized he was stark naked, and he didn't even know where his clothes had gone.

"What's going on?" There was a dull ache in his brain, he patted his head, and finally remembered something.

Before he lost consciousness, he only remembered seeing Lin Qingyue return. She had even pounced on him, hungrily tearing at his clothes.

And then...

His fingers suddenly touched something, he grabbed it and looked; it was a pair of plain white underpants.

On the pure white fabric, several spots of crimson bled outward, as dazzling and piercing as cold plum blossoms falling upon snow.

The confusion in his eyes vanished, and a gentle smile slowly spread: We have finally become true husband and wife, Qingyue, you are finally mine! ===== CHAPTER 142 =====