How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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She couldn't laugh or cry and grabbed the back of his hand: "I know, white-haired man."
　　But Liang Qian was really too clingy, and Jiang Wu left after Mingzhu fell asleep, fearing that she would cry. It wasn't until she got on the carriage that her husband finally let go of his hand, but his eyes were still lingering.
　　"Remember to send me a letter after you go, and tell me about your mother's situation."
　　"Be careful on the road, and don't be too impatient."
　　He seemed to have endless instructions, until Jiang Wu He lowered his head and patted his face%e4%ba%b2: "You are so lucky to be at home and take good care of Mingzhu. I will be back soon."
　　All Liang Qian's words stopped abruptly. After he was stunned for a moment, he laughed.
　　He knew that even if it was not for himself, but just for the Pearl, A Wu would definitely come back.
　　He was relieved, took a few steps back, and allowed the carriage to set off.
　　He didn't feel anything when he looked at the person. Only when he couldn't see the person anymore did Jiang Wu become aware of the longing that had already occurred before he had gone far.

　　To my daughter, to this home, this place, and my husband.
　　I hope my mother%e4%ba%b2's illness is not serious and she can come back soon.
　　***
　　In the Duke's Mansion.
　　The concierge received the letters every day, sorted them according to the names on the letters, and then called his servants to deliver them to each room in turn.
　　When he saw the letter with the eldest son's private seal, the concierge did not dare to neglect, immediately put the others aside, took the letter and went to the eldest son's side.
　　It's nothing else. As early as a few months ago when the eldest son came back from outside, he had given instructions to deliver any letters with his private seal immediately.
　　This letter came quite frequently in the past, but disappeared for two months. It prompted the eldest son to ask specifically a few days ago. After he answered whether he did, there was an indescribable emotion on the young master's face. Flash past.
　　Quite strange.
　　So now that he had seen the letter, he hurriedly sent the letter to the eldest son as if it were a treasure.
　　Chu Ling had just finished practicing martial arts.
　　He was only wearing thin and light clothes, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was holding a handkerchief in one hand and was about to wipe it when he saw the letter in the servant's hand.
　　On the envelope, it was my private seal, but now, it has been given other meanings.
　　Princess Qingyang was put under house arrest after being brought back to the palace. Chu Ling never handed over these letters.
　　He opened it directly.
　　Liang Qian's calligraphy was on the outside of the envelope, but when he opened it, the letter paper inside was Jiang Wu's barely elegant handwriting. Chu Ling even felt that he could smell the fragrance on it.
　　That is of course just an illusion.
　　It's the memory that is constantly being beautified. Because I haven't gotten it yet, it makes me uneasy and worried about it.
　　The letter was written before Jiang Wu left, but it arrived before her.
　　The concierge stood aside, and he didn't know if it was because he had just finished practicing martial arts. He felt that his originally reserved and unassuming young master now had a vague wildness that wanted to invade.
　　"Do you want to come tomorrow to get the answer?" he asked.
　　Their young master now had a faint smile on his face.
　　"No need."
　　Welcome to my territory, Jiang Wu.
　　***
　　Jiang Wu finally arrived in the capital after a dusty journey of more than ten days.
　　Even before the carriage entered the capital, I could already feel the difference between the capital and a small place.
　　The official road is built flat and wide, and there are clean and spacious teahouses not far apart on both sides.
　　I heard that those who can open teahouses here are wealthy businessmen.
　　This is related to the face of the capital. The decoration must be luxurious and clean.
　　Both sides of the road are planted with flowers, plants and trees that Jiangwu cannot name. All in all, they are incomparable to small counties like Tonghuai. It was the first time for Jiang Wu to come to such a big place. He kept raising the curtain and looking outside with great interest.
　　Just when he was looking at it, he heard someone shouting not far away: "Everyone, step aside! Give way! If a noble person is passing by, don't block the way."
　　Jiang Wu knew that in this kind of imperial city, If he met a random person, he might be able to crush Liang Qian to death. He quickly asked the groom to stop the carriage to the side.
　　Just as they stopped, a black horse galloped past, but he was obviously just a trailblazer, and the shout just now also came from his mouth.
　　What followed this time was a team of galloping horses.
　　There are all kinds of colors. Dozens of horses are running together, and the loud sound can be heard from a distance. The horses are all young boys. It can be seen at a glance that they are either rich or noble.
　　Jiang Wu was stunned by this scene. He took a few more glances and sighed in his heart that he had experienced so much. As the team approached, she was about to look away when she suddenly saw a familiar figure.
　　Isn't that the leader Chu Ling?
　　Now he no longer had the seriousness of being a censor who was calm and majestic. He blended in with the young man and looked much more energetic. He acted like a high-spirited person.