Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

An Ge brushed off the literary statement, and asked speculatively, "You mean... a divorce letter?"

Fu Ling nodded approvingly, "Yes, as long as the Marquis divorces you, and you divorce the Marquis, you can go back in a fair manner, and 'Princess Ruyi' won't be accused of running away from marriage."

This solution can really solve the urgent need at the moment.Besides, Fang Yi, as the well-known Marquis of Yongding, plays an important role in Rongguo, and divorce is a decision that both men and women agree to literally, so it is difficult for King Rong and King Wei to say anything more.

For sure, there are more fortunate people than regretful people in the world. After all, on the day the "peaceful relatives" got married, Rong Guo's daughters cried and became Meng Jiangnv, and Rong Guo's men hated them as Jiao Zhongqing.If this marriage fails suddenly, these people will definitely become willow leaves that are triumphant in the wind, and the flowers and branches are trembling.

After hearing this, An Ge thought that this was much more feasible than him jumping over the wall and escaping for his life, so he excitedly praised Fuling Yitong, such as "the fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world" and "the Guanyin who came to the world to experience calamity". Receiving Xiao Xu's half-warning, half-begging eyes, he really wanted to say "I must marry a wife like you".

Fu Ling blushed from his praise, put a piece of bloody vegetable into her mouth, and chewed it happily with the rice.

An Ge seemed to be the Sun Xingzhe enlightened by the Bodhi Patriarch. He instantly felt his body and mind cleared up, and he finished the yam soup in the bowl in two or three strokes, and then filled it from the big bowl.

"Eat fast, eat fast, go to Brother Hou to ask for divorce papers when you're full, hehehe..."

In the late autumn, the grand scene of a hundred birds crowing has disappeared.The last batch of wild geese went to the south, but there was only a little desolation left.

In the morning, there was silence everywhere, except for a few five-palm leaves falling from the bright red maple tree in front of the courtyard, adding a few rustling sounds.

Squeaky——

Fang Yi pushed open the courtyard door after the No. 19 leaves after the sunrise had fallen from the red maple.He was going to go to court today, but King Rong was sick, the chief eunuch screamed, and all the officials bowed and retreated.

So, he could only wear the crimson court dress he didn't like very much, and boarded the carriage back home.

But the moment the door was pushed open, there was a cheerful and happy figure standing in the originally solemn and indifferent courtyard.

"Brother Monkey, why did you come back so early?"

An Ge was dressed in ordinary men's uniform, light blue, clean and neat. Although it was not as refined as the usual lady's dress, it was also because of the simplicity, which made the landscape a little more clear and beautiful.

He was sweeping the ground with a big broom in a serious manner, gathering the leaves under the red maple into one place, when he saw the man coming in, he dragged the broom and ran over.

Fang Yi's dignified expression instantly stretched a bit, "Yes."

Glancing at the joy and innocence in his eyebrows, and the pile of red leaves behind him like rouge and blood, he asked again: "Why are you here?"

To be honest, he was surprised.

Yesterday he almost cut off the lifeline of this little Yasha, although it was just a threat, he didn't actually do it.But normally speaking, this guy should be too scared to go out, let alone confront him face to face.

But think about it, this little Yaksha always comes up with ideas one at a time, with hundreds of crazy ideas every day, and it seems that nothing is new.

If the thinking of everything is the same as that of ordinary people, then Xiao Yasha is not Xiao Yasha.

While he was asking a question, he lifted his foot into the room, and An Ge also happily followed behind him.The moment he crossed the threshold, An Ge felt that there was too much dust on the broom, so he deliberately left it at the foot of the fence.

"Didn't I come to clean the yard for you? You always love to be clean. When you come back and look at the fallen leaves all over the yard, isn't that invincible?"

"There are servants for cleaning."

"Then after I tidy up, isn't there one thing missing?"

Fang Yi took off his crimson official robe and was about to hang it on the hanger, but his hands grabbed him first.

"Ouch, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

An Ge ran over, took the heavy robe, and smiled courteously: "How can you do this kind of thing yourself, I can do it."

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows—is there nothing to be courteous about...he wants to see what this person is going to do.

He took off his middle clothes together, and took out the dark black robe he often wore——

A certain person immediately rolled up his sleeves, tiptoed and spread his loose clothes, "I'll come, I'll come!"

His throat was a little dry, and he reached out to touch the teapot on the round table, it was cold——

Someone hurriedly ran to the kitchen with a blue and white porcelain kettle, "I'll come, I'll come!"

He was in a panic when he was too idle, so he went to the study to practice calligraphy——

Someone hastily fetched water into the door, rubbed the ink stick on the inkstone, "I'll come, I'll come!"

By noon, the paradoxical fever had not subsided. Fang Yi glanced at the sweat on his forehead, and realized that the sweat was for himself. He felt relieved and happy a lot.

So he lazily put down the brush, and asked nonchalantly, "Well, what do you want?"

As soon as Jinkou opened, An Ge ran over tremblingly, pressed his shoulders and said:

"Hey, Brother Monkey has something to say, and his temper is straightforward!" He laughed for a long time, and then said a lot of flattering nonsense.

Fang Yi was as calm as ever, and said: "I haven't decided to agree yet, you can ask to see it first, the feasibility is another matter."

An Ge hehehe for a long time, finally rubbed his hands and moved to the main topic:

"That's right, what kind of divorce letter...can you give me one?"

Fang Yi's eyebrows twitched, and the good mood he had cultivated all morning suddenly collapsed.Eyes suddenly cold, said:

"Yesterday, Benhou's scissors didn't see any blood. It seems that you want to continue?"

The author has something to say:

Exploring wildly on the edge of being cut!

(Thank you "Pink Wine.", "Xiaoxier" for the cute mine~~~)