Right before her eyes, the man destroyed the evidence, and he was so infuriatingly smooth about it.
Wei Chi Lianping crumpled the divorce papers into a small ball, tossed it into his mouth, and swallowed.
He added with a smirk, "If you kill me now, Eldest Princess, you could still get the divorce papers out of my stomach."
Wei Chi Lianping sat up straight and leaned in close to her. "But if the Eldest Princess can't bring herself to do it, then this whole business with the divorce papers never happened."
*
「That night.」
Ji Qingwu was alone on the large, carved Agarwood bed, sleeping soundly.
She had no trouble sleeping in strange beds. Tucked under a thin, indigo brocade quilt, she slept until the sun was high in the sky.
When Little Dongzi called for her to wake up from the doorway, his voice muffled by a screen, she pulled the quilt over her face, dazed and unsure of her surroundings.
Her sense of smell awoke before her sight.
