My Vegetative Partner Opened His Eyes in Anger After I Ran Away

Chapter 1

I Want a Divorce

Translator: Callis
Editor: vvreath

At 10 a.m. on March 28, 1587, in a special sanatorium hidden inside the Ende Empire, a man who'd been sleeping for three years finally opened his eyes. His first sentence was: "Where is Fūrén?"

The old housekeeper standing beside him replied, "Fūrén has already left. Today is the last day of his compulsory marriage. Fūrén couldn't wait to meet his blind date, the little star that he likes. What was his name again? Anyways, he's very cute, and his beast's body is also very furry."

"Fuck! I have the most fur in the galaxy..." Zong He cruelly suppressed the coming words. He sat up and clenched his teeth, "Get him back for me!"

Zong He was tall and his posture was straight. Half of his blood was of imperial origin; he had a Chinese-Western mixed face and a deep profile. His golden eyes were dignified and cold, turning sharp when angered. He looked tyrannical and haughty, like an angry king of beasts, making people feel terrified at a glance. He was the youngest five-star general since the founding of the Ende Empire, had numerous medals and great military achievements, was the dream lover of many young men and women, and many dignitaries and nobles wanted to attract him. Once his name appeared, his enemies would cower. So far, nobody could surpass his military exploits.

However, three years ago, as his spiritual strength advanced, a riot broke out in the Empire. In order to save the royal heir, Zong He wounded and killed the enemy. After he returned, his spiritual power counterattacked, and he had fallen into a coma lasting to this day. Though he had just regained consciousness, his body had not yet fully recovered. Even so, people could feel the oppression emanating from him. This kind of aura that had been sharpened on the battlefield could not be underestimated.

It had been three years. The captain of the escort standing to the side heard the Marshal's command. His complexion chilled and he tensed. After he received his orders, he called for his soldiers and fiercely rushed out.
Zong He warned them with a harsh voice and a cold face: "Don't frighten him!"

The captain staggered and thought to himself, he already dared to run away from his husband and give him a green hat. What else would be able to scare him?

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Half an hour later, Tang Wan looked at his sitting partner and wished that he could push him back down. He pressed back, "Why couldn't you wake up half an hour later? Just half an hour is enough!"

The Empire's compulsory marriage period was only one year. In the last ten days of the compulsory period, a partner in the marriage could file for divorce, and as long as the other partner did not refuse within ten days, it was taken as an agreement to the divorce. Tang Wan applied for divorce ten days ago, and there was still an hour left. If Zong He didn't refuse, then they wouldn't have any kind of relationship with each other in the future. Tang Wan had a good plan. From then on, nobody would know that they had been married. Marshal Zong He didn't even know who he was. In the future, he would go on his own way, Zong He would be his own vegetable self, and Tang Wan would catch up to his cutie, show off his cub, and continue to amass wealth.

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He was already sitting in the cafe where he would meet the cutie. He had specially chosen this place, it was elegant, quiet, and luxurious with an ambiguous mood. It was especially suitable for a date. His brain was filled with the countless images of when they would finally meet. After the cutie becomes a beast, a tiny, furry ball of fuzz, he could hold him in the palm of his hand, and would cry out as he pinched it. How lovely!