How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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Chapter 8 Grounded

There was dead silence in the forbidden room.

Jiang Wu didn't even dare to think wildly. She thought about Chu Ling's hand that crushed the jade pendant just now, as if her head was the jade pendant the next moment.

I don't know how long it took before I saw Chu Ling getting up.

"You haven't been punished for what happened last time, so let's ground you for a month."

The man's low and angry voice made people feel that he was not talking about grounding, but killing people, so much so that Jiang Wu even defended him This punishment was a relief.

Sensing that the man was walking away, she raised her head carefully and glanced over there secretly.

Chu Ling was about to step out of the front hall door. The jade pendant that he crushed was still held tightly in his hand. It must have been cut on his palm, and blood dripped down to the road he walked.

Coupled with the anger that can be seen from the back, it is really chilling, and the servants in the entire room are all silent.

Seeing the man disappear, Jiang Wu suddenly collapsed.

The others probably weren't much better either. After a while, someone came to help her: "Madam."

Jiang Wu waved his hand and kept her away.

She now thought of a serious problem.

She only hoped that Chu Yan would come back quickly and be with Chu Ling and Meimei, but she forgot to think about whether Chu Yan wanted to be with Chu Ling.

It's over, it's over, if she gets entangled with her sister-in-law's husband, Jiang Wu's neck will be cold. According to Chu Ling's character of killing people at every turn, how many people will be buried in the middle?

What should I do?

Jiang Wu finally started to calm down, pressing her aching heart.

How can this be an enemy? It was clearly his ancestor who supported and coaxed him, but now he even had to worry about his feelings.

In this world, there is probably no more miserable wife than himself.

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Jiang Wu couldn’t sit still after being grounded for two days.

She was quite happy to have escaped from Chu Ling's anger. But after being locked up in the house for two days, her mood gradually became irritable.

What do you mean no punishment? Aren’t all the trees replanted?

"Madam," the servants next to her saw that she had put down the dishes and quickly advised, "You have eaten too little. How can your body bear it?" How could

Jiang Wu eat?

"Get out of here, don't eat anymore."

She got up and went to the door when she saw the swallows flying by.

Jiang Wu discovered that this grounding was more uncomfortable than any other punishment. Her heart seemed to be packed in a dark box, so suffocating that it gradually turned into a kind of anger.

This damn life can only get worse, not the worst.

"Madam!" Zhizhi's voice rang from far away. This rude appearance made the maid next to her frown in dissatisfaction. However, seeing that Madam seemed to have finally relieved some of her depression, she silently lowered her head.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wu was indeed a little happy.

In this cold courtyard, Zhizhi is the only person who can make her feel alive.