"If there is any punishment, let me bear it all alone."
Qiu Ruyue didn't pull away from his hand, she just looked at him steadily.
Shaking her head, she said, "No matter what you say, I am also to blame.
It's been three years, and Ning'er has not spoken for three years. If this continues, I really worry he will never speak again.
My Lord, divorce me. Only if I leave will Ning'er get better.
I know he hates me, but I don't blame him; it's all my fault..."
"You!" Xuanyuan Bei was very angry when he heard her say these words.
"Every time someone comes to treat Ning'er, you start saying these things!
How many times do I have to explain that this has nothing to do with you, absolutely nothing!
Also, how many oaths must I swear before you will accept that I will not divorce you, not in my lifetime!
In this life, you can only belong to me, and don't even think about escaping me!"
Qiu Ruyue shook off his hand, walked a few steps forward, and said with a sorrowful expression:
