In Song Zifei's view, her argument is to cover up, to cover up her heart.

After taking a sip of tea, he sighed, "I don't know what happened to King Yu, now, no, the Emperor of Daliang? After the war, it is not easy to restore the original state. It can be destroyed in a few days during the war, but it will take several years to rebuild it."

Bai Murong's eyes moved, "I don't know. I'm far away in Yinan, how could I know about Emperor Daliang?" Since she came back, she hasn't taken the initiative to talk about Yu Wenjie. Their birth that night was a secret.

"If you really think about it, there is no need to do anything against your will. The brothers in Yinan will understand it. People always have to do some things that suit their hearts in life, otherwise they will regret it when they are old." Song Zifei hoped that she could think about it carefully. No one said that if she chose Yu Wenjie, she would be disappointed with her. After all, she is a woman, and it is understandable that she puts the love between children first.

"I said rich, can you think about how old you are when you urge me to get married? You haven't thought about how old you are? You're so 40 years old that you've never thought of marrying a fat wife and having a fat son? Although I don't worry about your private entertainment activities, it's all about solving your physical needs, but that's different from passing on the family line." He said to her, and she said that the two of them were also hurting each other.

Song Zifei choked and said, "Let's go with the flow." If a woman in this world followed him, she would have suffered, so why would he harm others?

"I'm the same, let it go. When I reach your age and can't give birth to a child, it's not too late for me to worry." Anyway, she doesn't want this now.

"You are not in a hurry, just because you are afraid that someone will be in a hurry. The emperor, who is far away in Daliang Imperial City, awarded Yuwen Di a title, but did not say he would go back. What do you think this is the reason?" Yuwen Di is no longer the eighth prince, but the prince, the idle prince.

He raised his eyebrows, "Put him in front of me and keep an eye on us anytime. If we are afraid that we will be in trouble, he will be able to fight in time." In fact, Yu Wenjie's eyes are not only Yu Wen Di. This city should have been exposed a lot.

"Maybe this is possible, but I think there are two or three." He looked at her with a smile, with everything hidden in his eyes.

"Then let's talk about it, what are the second and third things?" She looked at him with her eyes squint, but she wanted to hear it.

"Secondly, I think the Emperor Daliang put the Eighth Prince here to prevent the blocking of the people. The four cities of Jinzhou were taken under our command. Many people in the court would inevitably be dissatisfied and encouraged the war to start the war to retake the four cities. The northern part of Daliang was still confronted with the Xuanjia Army, and small battles continued. If the war started in the south, Daliang would be even tighter. It would be different to place the Eighth Prince here. For Daliang, this could be the fief of the Eighth Prince. Those who instigated the war could not speak, and the Emperor Daliang could also get a reputation of kindness." This is the method of delaying the blocking of the mouth and winning the hearts of the people.

Bai Murong didn't think it was so complicated, but what Song Zifei said made sense. So many twists and turns are indeed in line with Yu Wenjie's personality, and he is such a person.

"What about the third?" She also looked serious, and saw what else he could say.

Song Zifei chuckled, "The third one is simpler, look at you." It's not as complicated as before.

He couldn't help but curl his lips, "Can that little kid look down on me? He looks down on him so much." Yuwen Di is in Dafeng City now, but he doesn't stay in this manor all day long. Sometimes he goes out of the city to run horses, and sometimes he wanders around the city. He gives him two personal soldiers, and Bai Murong doesn't worry wherever he goes.

"Don't underestimate the Eighth Prince, he is very smart." He was extremely smart. He understood many things as soon as he thought about them, but he didn't speak, and he became more cautious.

With his eyes turned, Bai Murong snorted twice, "Since that's the case, it seems I have to start as soon as possible."

"That's not what you told you to kill. The Eighth Prince is also beneficial to us here. As Daliang stabilizes, he is a rare hostage." Daliang is stable, and they are the same. At that time, who may be better than whom.

"Since you said that, let's listen to you. However, Yu Wenjie is indeed meticulous in his work. There is one thing I don't understand. Why didn't he kill Fan Shuo and Fan Shuo's father?" They were all imprisoned like Yu Wen Teng. This is strange, they should be killed.

"Maybe it's useful, what he does must have a reason." Song Zifei didn't understand this level.

"We are really not as smart as him. Alas, the Xuanjia Army is still tentatively fighting with Yu Wenjie, and is constantly looking for Song Zihuan, which is enough for them to be busy." Song Zihuan was locked up here, and it is not easy to rescue her.

Speaking of Song Zihuan, the relaxed look on Song Zifei's face also disappeared. "Although they are my sister, they grew up together. I understand the deep friendship. However, she is too persistent and Chu Yu will never marry her."

"It may not be possible. Maybe I will suddenly get excited when the time comes. People need to get along with each other." Bai Murong shook her head, maybe Chu Yu would regret the disappearance of Song Zihuan.

"So, if you and I get along for a long time, will we get married?" Song Zifei asked back, this is impossible.

His words choked Bai Murong's question and blinked, "I didn't say it."

Song Zifei shook his head, "I'll make trouble for this matter. I know that you took a lot of effort to catch her, but I think I can do what I want."

"Chenchengcheng, it's up to you. Who made you rich? My Minister of Finance." Bai Murong stopped asking. Song Zifei is affectionate and righteous, not as cold-blooded and distorted as Song Zifei. She can be like-minded with Song Zifei because of his friendship.

"I really don't plan to think about Emperor Daliang anymore? If you really miss him, even if you go to him secretly, no one here will say anything." She couldn't let go, and she was really frustrated to look at her. How difficult it is for a woman to find a good man.

Bai Murong curled her lips, glanced at the accountant who was still pulling out the abacus beads, and then took off the purse that had been tied on her belt.

He handed it to Song Zifei and asked him to see it for himself.

After looking at her, Song Zifei was puzzled, so he took it, pulled the rope, and took out the things inside.

It was two pieces of paper, folded into two pieces, the paper was thick, and he spread it out and saw clearly what it was, which surprised him.

"The divorce letter. At that time, you begged me to forge one, and it took so much effort, but the fake ones were fake." This is the real divorce letter. Although Bai Murong is still missing a sign and seal, it has already shown that their relationship between husband and wife has completely ended.

All the documents were complete. After reading them, Song Zifei folded them back into his purse.

"It seems that it's as you wish. I just don't know if my mood today and yesterday is the same. If it changes, wouldn't it be heartbroken." In Song Zifei's opinion, she may not be ruthless.

After taking back the purse, Bai Murong hung it back on her belt, "How could she be so heartbroken and too late to be happy? Haven't you seen me hang it on my waist all day long? That's for displaying it to everyone. I'm single." She stood up, shook her head, very free and easy.

Not only did Song Zi smile but only knew whether she was happy or not.

But Yu Wenjie's move was unexpected, and it was difficult for him to forget him.

As night fell, Yuwen Di, who had been out of the field for a day, came back. He is now the Eighth Prince of Daliang, but in Yinan, he is a rice insect. Yinan soldiers were very annoyed him, but they had no choice. They couldn't do anything to secretly chop him up and find a place to bury him.

After he came back, he first went to the kitchen to find some food, and then went all the way to find Bai Murong.

His face was still the same, bumpy, but it was still a bit short of the time to reach the Big Bang. He was from the Yuwen family, and it was really different from the one in the imperial palace.

"Sister-in-law, why didn't you take me out of the city today? I chased you out of the city, and you were gone without a trace." He shouted while eating meat. Since he followed her to Yinan, he still called her sister-in-law and never shy away.

Now that I think about what Song Zifei said, it may be that Yu Wenjie instructed him.

"Since I want to follow me so much, I will take you out of the city tomorrow. I plan to go to the fields to collect grain in the next few days, learn from poor and lower-middle peasants, and carry out criticism and self-criticism at all times." She said quietly at him.

When he heard that he was going to do farm work, Yuwen Di turned his eyes a little disgusted, "I went to the refugee gathering place in the city today, and there are a few children who are pretty good. I will go to the exhibition tomorrow and bring it back to you when the time comes, will their qualifications be fulfilled?"

It was obvious that he didn't want to follow him, and Bai Murong ignored him and let him walk around the house. Now he looked at him like a spy.

But she is not afraid of the shadow slanting. She just wanders around as she likes, and doesn't stop him.

Soon, the servant brought the dinner and placed it carefully and carefully on the table.

At this moment, the personal soldiers suddenly walked in quickly from outside, walked to Bai Murong, leaning over and obeying, "Miss, someone is coming outside. It is said that they came from Daliang Imperial City to give gifts to the lady."

His eyes turned, Daliang Imperial City? There was no one else except Yu Wenjie. I gave her a gift? She lacked nothing unless he transported himself.

"Let them come in." She wanted to see if she hadn't contacted her for several months, and she was a demon.

The personal soldiers quickly walked out, Bai Murong also stood up, Yuwen Di stared at her and quickly stepped forward, "What's wrong?"

He raised his hand to tie his neck, and Bai Murong dragged him out like a dead dog, and went to see what his brother, who was very thoughtful and like a lotus root, sent him something.
Chapter completed!