How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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Own. How dare she say she doesn't like it.
　　"No," she had always come up with excuses to fool Chu Ling, "Your Excellency gave it to me, and I couldn't bear to wear it. I wanted to keep it."
　　Whether she could fool Chu Ling was another matter.
　　Sure enough, Chu Ling said again: "No need."
　　The meaning of not using it was to let her wear it. There was no need for Jiang Wu to go against him on this matter, so he immediately asked his servants to put it on for her.
　　Looking over again, Chu Ling closed her eyes again, not intending to make a comment or take a look. Jiang Wu would not let him look specifically, so she quickly went out in a low voice.
　　The sound of the door closing sounded, and the person on the bed opened his eyes in an instant.
　　He had been running around day and night for several days, and as soon as he came back , he went directly to find Jiang Wu. At this moment, the area around him seemed to be still warm. Her scent was all he breathed in his nose, and her hand was still there. Touch. The touch of her soft hair, the touch of her delicate skin.
　　The man calmed his breathing for a while. After realizing that it was useless, he frowned and finally, as if admitting defeat, he covered it with his hand. 　　There are traces of her everywhere here, which is enough for him to satisfy his body. 　　But the desire in my heart is getting deeper day by day, and my patience with her has reached its limit. 　　Hurry up and change back to the A Wu who only likes him. 　　*** 　　When Jiang Wu came to the front hall, Qingyang and Mo Yangzhou were also there. 　　Mo Yangzhou was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, which looked like they had just been picked, with morning dew still on them. 　　"Madam." Mo Yangzhou greeted her . 　　Jiang Wu had something on his mind, so he didn't respond to him with much care. He just nodded and praised casually: "Very beautiful flowers." 　　"This is what I'm getting up in the morning behind. " They were picked in the mountains," Mo Yangzhou put the flowers into a vase on the side. "The flowers in the back mountain are blooming very beautifully. Madam, you can go and have a look." 　　Jiang Wu suddenly remembered her invitation to him to go to the back mountain with her yesterday, and then thought about Chu Ling who was still sleeping in her bed. My head suddenly hurt. 　　She also knew that Yang Zhou picked the flowers and seemed to put them in the hall, but actually he wanted her to see them. 　　But for the present plan, we can only wrong him first. 　　So when Mo Yangzhou went out, Jiang Wu took the opportunity and said to Qingyang:"You can find a way to let Yang Zhou go back first."

　　Qingyang, who was drinking porridge, rolled his eyes at her: "Are you arguing? Why don't you say it yourself?"
　　How could Jiang Wu say it? Yesterday, I treated you and me well, but today, when my husband comes back, he drives her away. Will she feel guilty, okay?
　　"Chu Ling is here."
　　These words made Qingyang stop drinking porridge and look over in shock: "What?"
　　Jiang Wu nodded seriously, indicating that it was true.
　　"Although Yang Zhou is nominally your guest, you also know that Chu Ling is a very sophisticated person. If he is really exposed, none of us will be able to offend him. Remember to let him go back first."
　　Qingyang It seemed that he was also very surprised. He paused while scooping the porridge, and sighed in a low voice: "It's really fast."
　　"Who says it's not? What's wrong with this? I guess my head isn't even warm yet."
　　Jiang Wu felt distressed when she talked about this, so she sat down on the other side. The servants brought her porridge, and she just took a few sips absentmindedly.
　　Now that she was no longer in the mood to have fun, she planned to return home today.
　　"When did Chu Ling come back?" Qingyang thought for a while and asked again.
　　"Last night, he suddenly appeared and startled me." Jiang Wu, who had taken two bites and was in no mood, had already pushed the porridge aside.
　　While they were talking, they suddenly heard a salute coming from outside: "Your Majesty the Prime Minister."

　　Both of them were startled. Jiang Wu looked over and saw that it was indeed Chu Ling who came in. This person is now as unattainable and expensive as usual, and he has completely lost the fatigue from last night.
　　Jiang Wu stood up quickly, but Qingyang didn't move. After all, she was also a princess, and she didn't have to bow to Chu Ling.
　　"Sir." Jiang Wu, who had turned into a little daughter-in-law, said weakly. In fact, she felt sick to death. Why did this person get up so quickly?
　　Chu Ling nodded to her, called her princess symbolically, and sat down next to Jiang Wu.
　　"Do you have any plans today?" Chu Ling asked casually.
　　Jiang Wu quickly said his plan to return home, but the man frowned: "Didn't you just come here? What are you doing back so early?"