The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 204, the divorce agreement, is here.

Ye Jingnian seemed to have heard something interesting. He pinched Mu Zhixing's chin and said, "Ah Zhi, Father Emperor may still be wary of Western Shu, but I..."

He gave a cold snort, looking at the ink marks on her waist and abdomen that had been vigorously wiped but were only slightly blurred. He pinched her hard, leaving several red marks, and said, "Remember this, I will definitely wipe out Western Shu. At that time, you will be my prisoner forever."

Despite the pain, Mu Zhixing forced a smile and said, "Is that so... Your Highness... will you come to Western Shu to find me?"

Ye Jingnian was slightly taken aback. Looking at her burning gaze, he glanced at her coldly and said with a mocking laugh, "Where is your pride as a princess?"

Mu Zhixing's eyes were dark and unfocused.

arrogant?

No one had ever taught her what arrogance was. She only knew that after leaving her master, only this man would give her a second glance.

A tear welled up in her eye and fell onto her delicate, angular collarbone.

"In the next life, Azhi will be obedient and be born in Your Highness's country, so she won't annoy Your Highness like this... It's so distressing..."

Fifteen minutes later, Zhixing sat in front of the dressing mirror, trembling as she tied her hair into a bun, adorning it with gorgeous hairpins.

She applied rouge to her fingertips, then used it to adorn her pale lips and the corners of her tear-stained eyes in front of the mirror.

Looking at the red marks on her neck, she tried to pull her collar up, but she couldn't cover them up no matter what she did.

Even the back of her hand was covered in his marks. She pulled at her sleeve, trying to cover her hand, and then lowered her head and burst into tears again.

Glancing at the trembling, sobbing figure in the bronze mirror, Ye Jingnian slowly straightened his clothes, let out a long sigh, and said, "What are you dawdling for? Let's go."

Ye Jingnian led her into the hall with his arm around her waist.

The girl's steps were unsteady, and she barely managed to avoid falling to the ground thanks to Ye Jingnian's support.

Upon seeing the two approach, the envoy who had been sitting immediately stood up and bowed to them: "Third Princess, Crown Prince Zhu Luo."

Looking at Ye Jingnian's arrogant and unruly demeanor, Yuwen Heng felt a chilling aura spread through the hall.

Seeing that Mu Zhixing was about to sit down next to Ye Jingnian, Ye Jingnian picked her up and sat her on his lap. He held her waist with one hand and twirled her hair between his fingers with the other, his behavior frivolous and arrogant.

"My beloved concubine is tired. It's not that I didn't want to carry her here, but I was afraid the envoys would misunderstand..."

He slowly shifted his gaze to Yuwen Heng, and sneered, "Say that I broke her legs."

"Ah Zhi, tell me, did I hit your leg? Hmm?" Ye Jingnian tucked her hair behind her ear, his smile carrying a teasing tone.

Mu Zhixing lowered her head and shook it, her voice a little hoarse: "No...no..."

"Then tell me, where did I hit you?" His hand gently explored her body. "Here? Here? Or here?"

With a soft "smack," the blow landed on her buttocks.

Mu Zhixing's cheeks flushed, and tears of resentment welled up in her eyes.

Yuwen Heng froze, watching his humiliating actions towards his princess, and slowly clenched his fist.

Looking closely at Mu Zhixing's appearance, her eyes were red and swollen, her lips were tightly clenched as she tried to hold back her emotions, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably. It was hard not to know what had just happened.

Upon inadvertently noticing the marks on her neck and wrists, Yuwen Heng stood up in a fit of rage.

Apart from the fact that all four limbs are intact, not a single word Yan Chuan said was true!

He kissed her neck relentlessly, completely disregarding the occasion. His knuckles turned white as he gripped her waist, revealing a domineering possessiveness. The girl in his arms felt like she was about to shatter. "Crown Prince Zhu Luo! How dare you be so disrespectful to our princess?!" None of the envoys present could remain calm; their eyes seemed to want to tear Ye Jingnian to pieces.

Seeing them take a step closer, Yan Chuan and his guards drew their swords. The sound of metal scraping against metal made everyone grit their teeth and endure it, and they sat back down.

Ye Jingnian gently kissed Mu Zhixing's forehead and said, "As long as the divorce papers are not issued, Azhi will remain my beloved concubine. How can I treat my beloved concubine without you servants having to tell me what to do?"

"The divorce papers are here!" Yuwen Heng took a wooden box from a shaman and presented two thin volumes of gilded Xuan paper inside. He glared coldly at Ye Jingnian and said, "Please have Crown Prince Zhu Luo review them and sign them quickly. We are taking the princess back!"

A barely perceptible hint of malice flashed across Ye Jingnian's eyes. He slowly picked up the divorce papers on the table, one in Zhu Luo script and the other in Xi Shu script, both already stamped with the national seals of the two countries.

He read it carefully, word by word, and asked Mu Zhixing, "What do you think, my beloved consort?"

His tone was gentle, and his smile was elegant, as if he were studying something interesting with her.

He thoughtfully handed her the booklet in the Zhu Luo script, saying, "The envoy came in a hurry, and I haven't had a chance to properly teach my beloved consort to recognize the Western Shu script yet. I wonder if it will be valid if my beloved consort signs in the Zhu Luo script?"

"Once it's signed, it will be valid in any language." Yuwen Heng's face was gloomy, revealing a hint of urgency.

"My beloved consort, your father is truly considerate of you," Ye Jingnian said with a smile, stroking her hair.

When Mu Zhixing saw the prominent words "Divorce Agreement," a sudden pang of pain shot through her heart. She frowned, turned her face away, and tried to escape.

"Envoy, it seems my beloved concubine doesn't want to sign." Ye Jingnian gave him a smug, arrogant smile.

Yuwen Heng let out a soft breath, calming his emotions. He spoke gently to Mu Zhixing, saying, "Third Princess, His Majesty's intention is that we should set off as soon as possible, at the latest by tomorrow morning."

"Hmm..." Mu Zhixing's voice was faint, which could be considered a response.

into the night.

A clear, silvery sound echoed inside the room.

Mu Zhixing was dressed in a gorgeous Western Shu costume, a light blue dress adorned with strings of silver bells unique to Western Shu.

This is the princess's attire prepared by the emperor of Western Shu. Tomorrow, she will wear this outfit and ride back to Western Shu in the carriage.

She gazed at her reflection in the bronze mirror, lost in thought.

She had never seen herself like this before, and it felt even more unfamiliar to her than the crimson dress she wore as the young lady of the Xie family.

Ye Jingnian's figure suddenly appeared behind her. He pressed close to her back and wrapped his arm around her waist.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, he sneered and said, "Really ugly."

Mu Zhixing's eyes visibly widened in panic: "Ugly?"

"A viperous woman, no different from that vile woman."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixing frowned and raised her hand to take off the clothes.

"Your Highness has been offended."

He reached out and gripped her wrist tightly, his hand clutching her collar. He leaned down and gently sniffed her neck, saying, "Let me enjoy the pleasure of capturing barbarian prisoners in advance."

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(End of this chapter)