After the Divorce, Lord Marquis, the God of War, Knelt Down and Begged Me to Remarry.

Dressed as a sickly and abandoned woman, he treated me like a piece of grass and allowed my cousin White Lotus to grind me to death. Once I am reborn, I will have a silver needle in my left hand and a letter of divorce in my right hand! When the name of the miracle doctor resounded throughout the capital and the prince and prince stepped through the threshold, the ruthless and unjust God of War, the Marquis, knelt in front of me with red eyes: "Qingci, I was wrong, let's remarry."