Pick up, drop, and close the pen in one go, without stagnation, majestic!

Everyone craned their necks, wanting to see what Yun Qingyan wrote.

However, the palace attendant who was waiting for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, after looking at the above content, only felt that there were two battles and cold sweats all over.

Yun Qingyan glanced at the handwriting on the paper with satisfaction, and after blasting the ink dry with his Yuan Li, he raised his hand to Baili Qingxue.

The precisely controlled Yuanli carried the rice paper and shot it towards Baili Qingxue!

On the snow-white rice paper, the two characters with dragons and snakes and silver hooks on iron paintings suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes——

"Shut up!"

"Yun Qingyan!" Several gnashing voices sounded in the martial arts venue. The delicately made-up ladies of the family even had no time to maintain their gentle image, and almost stood up and patted the table to yell at Yun!

She... she... how dare she? !

How dare she write a divorce letter to Baili Qingxue? !

On the stage, Emperor Bei'an was also shocked to the point that he did not recover for a while!

For the first time, I saw a woman writing a divorce letter to a man!

The snow-white rice paper fell gently, and then landed on the table in front of Baili Qingxue.

The black ink and the white paper are set against each other, which is particularly eye-catching, so that he feels his eyes tingling.

His face turned pale, and his face was bloodless.

It was as if a tight string had reached its extreme point and snapped.

"Wow!" His throat was sweet, and finally couldn't help it anymore. A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the snow-white rice paper.

"Young Master Baili? Young Master Baili!" The heart of the doctor who was accompanying him violently beat, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, trying to get his pulse.

Baili Qingxue flicked him away, but a pair of icy and snowy eyes fell directly on the piece of paper on the desktop.

The blood stains like blood plums are scattered on the two characters of the strokes and silver hooks, especially cold and sad.

Yun Qingyan stood on the stage, his black eyes were clear and his voice was cold.

The girl Qingyang's chilly voice was exceptionally clear under the vast sky--

"Prince Baili, take a leave letter, please keep it!"

The public voice and the willful expression seemed to coincide with the proud expression of the girl that day——

"Today you are indifferent to me, tomorrow, I will tell you to be too high!"

Baili Qingxue closed her eyes miserably, her thick long eyelashes cast a cloud of gloom and depression.

Yes... he can't afford it now.

She is no longer a waste... and the Di Yuan Master of the year of Guan, the talent is not much better than him.

Even Bei Anguo's best array mage begged to worship him as a teacher.

Now she... how could she look at someone like him... who lost her promise, hurt her, and harmed her?

"Yun Qingxue!" Seeing Baili Qingxue vomiting blood, the emperor Bei'an's face tightened, and there were some cold questions in his voice.

He Bei Anguo, he hasn't had a **** rank in many years!

If this continues, they will all be forgotten there.

Baili Qingxue, no accident!

Facing the question of the Emperor Bei'an, Yun said lightly but did not rush, and there was no trace of tension on his face facing the emperor's anger.

"The emperor, I did not ask you to withdraw the marriage edict.

I just asked for a break Baili Qingxue. You gave me marriage, and I divorced him, there is no contradiction, right? "

She smiled honestly.

Everyone looked at Yun Qingyan's sophistry, stunned with surprise.

But the emperor gave you a marriage, and you wrote a divorce letter with someone on the back, too arrogant, right? !

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