Yelufeng's face turned red after being scolded by Murong Zhentian, but he also became happy because of his last words. Without thinking, he took out the hot divorce letter from his arms and handed it to Murong Zhentian.

Murong Zhentian's anger suddenly dropped to freezing point when he saw the folded and folded divorce letter. He looked at Yelufeng with contempt and disdain: "I should lament that Young Master Yelu does nothing.

Where is the treasure palace? Should we admire Mr. Yelu’s ingenuity? He even prepared the divorce document?"

After hearing Murong Zhentian's words, Ye Lufeng's already red face turned red enough to bleed. He could feel the eyes of the people in the courtyard falling on the divorce form in his hand, with ridicule and disdain in their eyes.

It was so obvious that Yelufeng had lived for fifteen years and had never experienced such humiliation. The hand holding the divorce document was just hanging in the air, neither moving forward nor retreating.

Murong Zhentian snorted coldly and reached out to take the divorce letter from Ye Lufeng. The trace of regret in his heart disappeared without a trace. Such an ungrateful man who would do anything to achieve his goals. If Yue'er really married, he would be hers.

Unfortunately, it doesn't matter if his daughter, Murong Zhentian, is stupid and faceless. He, Murong Mansion, has such a talented family, even if Yue'er never gets married, she can still live a life without any worries about food and clothing.

"Now that the divorce certificate has been given, I, Murong Mansion, will have nothing to do with your Yelu family from now on. Please forgive me for not greeting you two!" With a wave of his hand, Murong Zhentian signaled to Yelufeng and Nalanye that it was time for them to leave.

He was anxious to see if the person in the room was Yue'er, but with the two of them here, he couldn't go to check.

"Yes, Yelufeng resigned..." Yelufeng had achieved his goal and was eager to leave. He no longer had to endure everyone's disdainful looks and Murong Zhentian's expression. But what he didn't expect was that before he finished speaking, a familiar voice came to him.

An unfamiliar voice, that voice was clearly...

"Dad, you're here..." Murong Yue yawned and walked slowly over, looking like she had just woken up. A veil hung sideways on her face, but it couldn't cover the face that everyone was familiar with.

"Yue, Yue'er, are you okay..." When Murong Zhentian saw that it was Murong Yue, he trembled and rushed forward, hugged his daughter in his arms, grabbed the veil that could not cover his face, and carefully

After looking at it, he gently placed his big palm on Murong Yue's head and rubbed the top of her head gently, as if Murong Yue was the most precious and fragile treasure.

Murong Yue raised her head and looked at her only relative with admiration: "Dad, Yue'er is okay. Yue'er is sleeping in eldest sister's room..."

Aunt Chen looked at Murong Yue in front of her as if she had seen a ghost. An uneasiness rose in her heart. When she heard the feeble, low and intermittent sound of Shen Yin in the room, and the sound of Murong Xue who had not yet appeared, she could not help herself from that absurd thought.

He felt depressed, and finally asked tremblingly: "Yue, Yue'er, you are sleeping in the eldest sister's room. Then, where is your eldest sister? Where did she go?"

Murong Yue turned her head, like a shooting star guessing, with an innocent expression and innocent words: "Yue'er, Yue'er fell asleep in the eldest sister's room..."

When everyone heard this, they understood what Murong Yue meant, that is, she didn't know where Murong Xue had gone.

Aunt Chen staggered and collapsed to the ground weakly. For the first time in her life, she looked at Murong Yue in front of her with fearful eyes. No matter where Murong Xue went at the moment, at least, in today's situation, Murong Zhentian
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