Yu Qingyan suddenly rushed out from the shadows, panic-stricken, and ran towards Shen Mubai, grabbing his arm and pulling him back a step, slightly distancing him from the tip of Yun Ran’s sword.
"Miss Lin, please don’t hurt Mr. Shen!"
Yu Qingyan blocked in front of Shen Mubai, looking earnestly at Yun Ran, "Miss Lin, I know there’s a grievance in your heart, but Mr. Shen truly didn’t an to hurt you!"
"He is actually suffering too, can you stop resenting him? Can you forgive him?"
Yun Ran gazed playfully at Yu Qingyan’s elegant and beautiful face, along with her sincere and earnest expression, a mocking smile involuntarily curling her lips.
"What if I say I won’t forgive? Then what?"
Hurt is hurt, does it matter whether intentional or not?
Even unintentionally, can it bring Lin Wanyue back to life?
Forgive? What a joke!
Yu Qingyan’s body trembled, biting her lip gently, she said helplessly and somberly, "If, if Miss Lin cannot forgive Mr. Shen, all this enmity originates from , I am willing to bear all consequences on my own."
Yun Ran watched her with interest, gently raising an eyebrow, "Oh? How will you bear it?"
"Miss Lin, vent all your anger and grievances on ! Qingyan knows she’s guilty, as long as it can relieve Miss Lin’s hatred, do not harm Mr. Shen, whatever punishnt, Qingyan accepts without complaint."
After speaking, Yu Qingyan stepped forward slightly, lifting Yun Ran’s hand holding the sword, placing the Soft Sword across her slender neck.
Then, she looked at her with a face resigned to death, whispering, "Miss Lin, please, do it!"
"Wanyue!"
Shen Mubai called out nervously, looking at Yu Qingyan with complex feelings, guilt, pity, remorse, but lacking love.
Yu Qingyan looked reluctantly at his handso face, with a bitter smile, "Mr. Shen, Qing’er can no longer serve by your side, you must take care of yourself, maintain your health, eat on ti, don’t keep getting hurt!"
"If Qing’er had known our encounter would bring you so much pain and trouble, Qing’er would rather we had never t."
"If there is a next life, Qing’er only wishes to et you sooner, today we part ways forever, may you cherish yourself!"
"Qing’er..."
Yun Ran silently rolled her eyes, her indifferent voice carrying a chill and mockery:
"What a touching image of deep affection and reluctance! I can hardly bear to strike!"
Shen Mubai imdiately turned to Yun Ran, his eyes filled with pain and struggle, "Wanyue, Qing’er she... she’s innocent too. It’s my fault, I wronged you and wronged her, I deserve to die! To be cut to pieces! Kill instead!"
"No, Mr. Shen! Miss Lin, if you must kill, kill ! Please don’t hurt Mr. Shen!"
Yun Ran: "..."
[Damn you both! What a despicable couple showing off affection right in front of !]
[If Lin Wanyue were here, witnessing your lovey-dovey act, wouldn’t she die of heartbreak?]
Yun Ran flicked the sword’s edge, making a muffled sound that attracted their attention, eting Yun Ran’s calm, icy gaze.
She said cold and eerily, "Actually, no need to bicker, I can kill both together."
Upon hearing this, Shen Mubai and Yu Qingyan were stunned, staring at Yun Ran.
Yun Ran raised an eyebrow at them, indifferently saying, "Why stare? This way, you can avoid the pain of separation, isn’t it splendid?"
Shen Mubai finally ca to his senses, "Wanyue, Qing’er she..."
However, before he could finish, Yu Qingyan interrupted, "Miss Lin, I know I’m worthless, even if you kill it won’t appease your hatred."
"Though you don’t say so, I know you can’t let go of Mr. Shen. I’m willing to ask for a divorce, to return Mr. Shen to you."
"I hope this can compensate the hurt you’ve suffered, and you can let go of the resentnt towards Mr. Shen, wishing you both peace for the rest of your lives."
Yu Qingyan’s heartfelt words landed, Shen Mubai looked at her incredulously, emotions swirling in his eyes.
Yun Ran looked up at the moon in the sky, silently rolling her eyes.
[Listen! What beautifully gentle, kind words!]
[Such selflessness, bathing in golden light, like a sacred lotus!]
[Look at Lin Wanyue, holding a sword, shouting to kill them, resenting Mr. Shen, transferring anger to the innocent, such a heartless villain!]
[Such a comparison...]
Silently sneering, Yun Ran pulled out a vermilion pen and Xuan paper from her sleeve, tossing them to Yu Qingyan, coldly uttering two words:
"Write it."
Yu Qingyan was stunned, sowhat puzzled, "Miss Lin? What is this..."
Yun Ran looked at her sarcastically, "Didn’t you say you wanted a divorce? Write the divorce papers!"
Yu Qingyan: "..."
Shock! Dazed! Unbelievable!
Yun Ran saw her reaction, secretly sneering:
[Ha! Didn’t expect that? I carry paper and pen! Ready to deal with you pretentious flowers! Surprised?]
Yu Qingyan regained composure from shock, holding the vermilion pen helplessly, looking at Yun Ran, "Miss Lin, this..."
"What? Can’t read?"
"...No."
"Then what? Don’t want to write? Were your words about asking for a divorce and returning him just empty talk?"
A gleam flashed in Yu Qingyan’s eyes, she quickly explained, "No! Miss Lin, it’s not! I truly want to return Mr. Shen to you!"
Yun Ran sneered noncommittally, "Then what are you waiting for? Write it!"
"...I’ll write."
Yu Qingyan bit her lip, holding the vermilion pen in one hand and the Xuan paper in the other, glancing at Shen Mubai.
It’s unclear if he’s too shocked or for other reasons, but Shen Mubai stood there dazedly, not looking at Yu Qingyan or saying a word to stop her.
Yu Qingyan’s eyes dimd, she lowered her gaze and began to write the divorce papers.
After writing a few words, she looked up at Yun Ran, asking quietly, "Miss Lin, after I leave, will you divorce Prince Qin?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran’s brows furrowed, "Write your divorce papers, why ddle in others?"
However, Yu Qingyan showed concern, worriedly saying, "Now you and Prince Qin are married, after all, a woman can’t serve two husbands. If you wish to reunite with Mr. Shen, you will have to clear things with Prince Qin."
"The world says, Prince Qin loves his wife dearly, will he let you go? Will he allow you to be with Mr. Shen again?"
In the shadows, a man’s eyes as cold as the dark wind, his face solemn, his handso face even darker than the night.
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