In truth, the emperor felt awful too. He had meant well, but he had never imagined things would come to this.
The emperor sighed deeply and continued:
"I have thought it over. Since this began with my mistake, I should be the one to bring it all to an end.
I approve General Han's petition for your divorce, and Ou Ruoxuan shall henceforth be free to choose whom she marries."
At these words, the Sixth Prince felt as though he had plunged into an ice cellar. He kowtowed even faster.
"Father, I truly know I was wrong! Please rescind your decree. Do not make us divorce..."
The emperor sighed again.
"The imperial decree has been issued. There is no possibility of rescinding it."
The emperor paused, then continued:
"If you truly know you were wrong, court Ou Ruoxuan anew. So long as she agrees, I will grant you marriage once more.
But you must never force her. She must agree of her own free will."
The Sixth Prince's heart went cold at these words.
He knew just how ruthless his own actions had been.
Now Ou Ruoxuan would not allow him anywhere near her. Whenever he approached, she grew visibly distressed.
Winning Ou Ruoxuan back would be difficult-so very difficult!
But he still had to try!
Song Yaoyao looked at the Sixth Prince and said:
*[Guagua, they finally got divorced.*
Ou Ruoxuan finally escaped that damned scumbag. She's finally free!
But judging by the Sixth Prince's expression, has he still not given up?
Is this going to turn into a wife-chasing crematorium, where he burns in regret trying to win her back?
*There's another good show coming up.]*
Song Yaoyao paid no mind to the Sixth Prince's ugly expression and reveled in his misfortune.
Looking at his son kneeling on