How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

70

This was the case for Jiang Wu and Lu Lu. They slept in the open air. Every time there was movement, she would always open her eyes immediately, which made Liang Qian even doubt whether she had ever slept peacefully.
　　That's why he had to stay with someone tonight no matter what. At worst, they would leave earlier tomorrow. He really felt sorry for Jiang Wu who hadn't had a good night's sleep.
　　A person who was once so bright and charming, now his eyes are full of gloom.
　　He walked over and took the woman's hand.
　　"Don't think about anything today. Let's have a good rest after dinner. We'll get up early tomorrow and get on the road."
　　Jiang Wu couldn't bear his worries and nodded calmly.
　　After the two had a simple meal at the farmer's house, they rested in the room they prepared.
　　They were lying on the same bed. Liang Qian lay down very neatly, lying flat on the outside, with his hands quietly placed on his abdomen.
　　Jiang Wu glanced sideways at him, and the man immediately sensed it and looked over.

　　In the dark room, only the bright white moonlight was flowing on them. The country people went to bed early. In the quiet night, except for the barking of dogs from time to time, there were only the chirping of insects and frogs in the fields.
　　For a moment, it was as if nothing had happened during these days, and the two of them were back to the past.
　　Even though he knew he was still on the road to escape, Jiang Wu's heart felt peaceful for the first time in a long time.
　　"I miss Mingzhu so much." She said dullly.
　　Liang Qian turned sideways and looked at her. In the past, as long as the two of them were lying on the bed, he would hug her tightly, even if Jiang Wu was disgusted by the extremely hot weather in the summer.
　　But at this moment, he was afraid that she would be conflicted, so Liang Qian made no further moves.
　　"The letter has been sent to Uncle Chen. He will bring the pearl to join us."
　　Jiang Wu was not so optimistic, and she moved in the direction of Liang Qian. The distance between them suddenly disappeared.

　　The man's eyes, even at night, were a little brighter because of her approach.
　　Jiang Wu's hand under the quilt held half of the man's sleeve.
　　"Liang Qian."
　　"Huh?"
　　Their voices were especially gentle in the silent night.
　　Jiang Wu closed his eyes: "I'm sorry, if it weren't for me..."
　　If it weren't for him, this man would also be a gentleman of Qingfengmingyue, with a successful career, a parent-official respected by the people, accompanied by a beautiful woman, why did he end up like this?
　　Liang Qian seemed to know what she was going to say. Before Jiang Wu finished speaking, he took Jiang Wu's hand and stopped her from talking.
　　"If it weren't for you," he laughed, "half of my life would have been in vain."
　　The long-lost sweet words made Jiang Wu laugh.
　　Maybe it was because the running around these past few days was really too hard, and I was so scared that I didn't get a good night's sleep. Now that I relaxed, I felt sleepy.
　　Jiang Wu fell into sleep and vaguely heard Liang Qian's voice.
　　"A Wu, you are the one who was hurt. You have no fault, so don't feel sorry."
　　Jiang Wu, who was already half asleep, did not think seriously and just muttered.
　　"Liang Qian."
　　"Huh?"
　　"Call me tomorrow morning."
　　The man seemed to smile: "Okay."
　　***
　　When Liang Qian woke up, it was still dark. He glanced at Jiang Wu, who was still sleeping soundly next to him.
　　The woman's face was too haggard. She hadn't slept well for several days. Even if he said last night that he would wake her up earlier this morning, Liang Qian really couldn't bear it now.
　　Let her sleep a little longer, he thought. Then he carefully pulled out his sleeves from the woman's hands and prepared to get out of bed to pack his luggage. By the way, I asked my aunt for some more dry food.

　　There was still some coolness in the morning, so before he left, he covered Jiang Wu with a quilt.
　　Almost as soon as he walked out and closed the door, his mouth and nose were quickly covered.
　　"Hmm~" All Liang Qian's sounds were blocked. He watched helplessly as a black figure came from the corner and walked towards the room where Jiang Wu slept.
　　Liang Qian tried to shout, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the person behind him raised his hand and dropped it heavily on the back of his neck.
　　"A Wu."
　　He could only look at the figure of his enemy with reluctance, worry and resentment for the last time, and fell into a coma.
　　Chu Ling paused for a moment, tilted his head, and looked at Liang Qian as if he were looking at a dead person.