Chapter 11 - Chapter 11 Let me die of depression, okay?
Swallowing her saliva, she spoke without any backbone, "How about … Can you divorce me and let me die of depression? "
Yan Yuan played with the teacup in his hand and paused for a moment. He did not expect Liu Ruo Qing to so brazenly say this.
Would she be depressed if he gave her up? He really couldn't tell, but he was afraid that his days would be even more leisurely.
Looking at the innocence and innocence that flashed in her clear eyes, the corner of Yan Yuan's lips unconsciously twitched twice.
"This King feels that it's a bit cruel to let you die. After all, you are the Love Consort that passed through the gates not long ago, how can This King bear to let you die?"
A bloodthirsty sneer was plastered on his lips. That smile was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
"Then... "Then what do you want?"
Forget about Love Consort, you should just treat me as an abandoned concubine from the cold palace, and let me fend for myself.
If Yan Yuan could leave her with her dog life … Ah, no, she would thank God for keeping her alive.
Seeing Yan Yuan putting down the teacup in his hand, standing in front of her, his tall figure, bringing with him a condescending aura, instantly suppressing his, making Liu Ruo Qing instinctively want to escape.
"Why not … Break both your legs, and I'll let you peacefully stay in the Duke Palaces to be your Crown Princess Jing, and not think about those crooked thoughts of climbing over walls and escaping. How about it? "
"Damn!" "You're too shameless, you can even think of such a rotten idea!"
Liu Ruo Qing immediately exploded. She was afraid that Yan Yuan's background was powerful and his skills were profound, but when she heard that her legs were going to be broken, she immediately raged.
The dog jumped off the wall in a hurry. She was just a grave robber who relied on her legs to eat. If he wanted to cripple her legs, how would she be able to survive in the world of tomb robbers?
She didn't believe it, after all, she was still a Princess of xieqing and she married him, so how could he possibly kill her?
She hadn't gotten used to her identity just now, but she was actually afraid of this fellow!
Yan Yuan saw her explosive attitude, and did not get angry, but only raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Prince's Mansion stole it, climbed over the wall and escaped, has This King wronged you?"
"You still have the face to say that!"
Liu Ruo Qing scoffed and twitched her lips. Without being polite, she walked over to a chair at the side and sat down.
"If you didn't treat me like your wife, would I have thought of running away?"
She looked at Yan Yuan with a look of disdain, and let out a snicker.
"If only I had known that this Princess had travelled a thousand miles to marry a dog that is so ugly that I can't even see a human being, I would have just worn a set of dog skin to come over. That would be the perfect match for the dog that I'm marrying today."
She was disgusted when she thought about the Doberman who had pulled her over to worship him. It was so ugly, it made her sick.
And her words, were even more eye-opening than her extremely indecent posture in front of Yan Yuan.
The guards and servants present could not conceal their shock. Their backs were drenched in cold sweat from fright.
Although she was talking about the "nocturnal wolf" she had been led to pay her respects that day, when the Prince left the capital on their wedding day, they had avoided seeing Princess Wangfei.
If they could hear such an obvious sarcasm, how could Prince not?
Everyone broke out into a cold sweat at the sight of this new wangfei.