The Prime Minister's worst possible outcome: His time-traveling wife wants a divorce.

For a moment, Bu Nian even forgot to walk, and just stood on the corridor stupidly.

"That...His Highness Xie, Xie? I..." Bu Nian's tongue was tied up, not knowing what to say.At the beginning, she felt that Liu Xie was still young, and what she said was just a joke.But now the old matter is being brought up again... What the hell is going on!

Seeing this response, Liu Xie lowered his head in frustration: "I know I'm still weak...but, don't read it, you believe me. Sooner or later, I will eradicate all those bad guys! I will let this The dynasty will continue to prosper. And at that time, I will definitely marry you."

Looking at Liu Xie's thin and thin body, Bu Nian couldn't help reaching out and touching Liu Xie's head: "You are still a child, so don't carry too much burden. I will send you here."

After finishing speaking, Bu Nian sighed softly, turned around and left slowly.

Liu Xie looked at Bu Nian's back and clenched his hands into fists. After a long while, he began to sob with his shoulders trembling.

Too weak, he's still too weak.

On the winding corridor of the palace, Bu Nian turned around with mixed feelings in her heart. In a trance, she only felt that the hem of the long skirt hurriedly disappeared into the corner.

The skirts of the maids in the Han Palace are all white and orange.And the color of the skirt...

Don't read the doubts in her heart a little bit, and without thinking about it, she picked up her dress and ran to the corner.The hidden woman at the corner obviously didn't expect that Bu Nian would rush out suddenly, she screamed in panic, and turned to run away, but Bu Nian grabbed her wrist.

"I've seen you! I must have seen you somewhere!" Bu Nian firmly grabbed the woman's wrist, "Xiu Niang, where did we meet?! Why are you following me?"

As the sound of Bu Nian fell to the ground, Xiu Niang trembled, knowing that she couldn't hide, she only raised her head with red eyes.With his face exposed in Bu Nian's eyes, Bu Nian froze in place, and even the hand that was holding Xiu Niang's wrist was loosened unknowingly.

Bu Nianqing couldn't help taking a step back: "Xiao, Miss...?!"

The real lady of the Ding family, the real Mrs. Ding in history... that Miss Ding who was instigated by herself and escaped marriage!

Due to the experience of hardships and hardships, Miss Ding's original Bai Zhe's face is already much older than that of a rich lady of the same age, and even her beautiful hands are covered with calluses.

"How did this happen, Miss?! How did you become Diao Chan's maid? Where is Mr. Tian? You are not with him..."

Seeing Bu Nian's astonished expression, Xiu Niang finally couldn't help crying: "Don't read, don't read... After I eloped with Tian Lang, life was miserable but happy. But later, the yellow scarf thief The riots, Tian Lang was given by the Yellow Turban Bandits... I was tossed and fled, and I returned to Luoyang with no face. I had no money, so I could only beg for a living. Later, I met Lord Wang Yun and Diao Chan in Yuzhou. They saw that I was not like an ordinary person. My daughter, kindly took me in..."

Bu Nian looked at Xiu Niang full of guilt.

Xiuniang was supposed to be the daughter of the Ding family who was well-clothed and well-fed.But because of her self-righteous "trick", Xiuniang's life was ruined.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, Miss, it's all Bu Nian's fault." Bu Nian felt like a big stone was blocked in her heart, everything she got now should belong to Xiu Niang, "Miss, why are you You don’t recognize me! Why do you follow me so secretly but don’t recognize me?”