My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 107

It is true to be ruthless, and also true to be ruthless. However, behind this humiliation, the role played by Ying Yihan is just the image of a son who simply wants to please his mother. Qingfeng is an orphan who has never met his parents. for shallow.

However, every time I see my parents accompanying me, no matter how cold and indifferent my heart is, I still can't help but collapse a corner, let alone once owned it, and was plundered fiercely.

When dealing with Ying Yihan's orders, he always obeyed his words, but this time, seeing Jingbai whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, for the first time, he had the idea of ​​wanting to disobey. If this continues, the woman may have a high fever.

Qingfeng's hands were slowly clenched, and when he was about to defy the punishment order and get up, there were footsteps outside the door, and a man dressed as a guard walked into the Buddhist hall and saluted him respectfully. "Pass the prince's oral order, and the punishment of kneeling will stop here."

Qingfeng was taken aback, but before he could react, he instinctively stretched out his hands to catch Jingbai who heard the word "punishment pardon" and passed out with a sigh of relief. The faint river moisture smells very good.

However, at this time, he didn't care about so much, he hugged Jingbai horizontally, nodded to the surprised guard as a response, then kicked his feet on the ground and performed lightness kung fu to go in the direction of Hanxuan Pavilion.

Hua Rumo came out from the inner room, her face was clear and compelling without makeup, a thin and slender figure was outlined in a white shirt, her soft black hair was simply tied up in a bun, and a few strands of bangs hung down from her forehead, alternating light and dark The beam of light hitting her body was indescribably elegant and moving.

Qingfeng seems to understand why Ying Yihan is obsessed with this woman, he is calm, indifferent and generous, with every gesture and demeanor, but such a woman with an elegant temperament is outstanding in appearance.

Ying Yihan is not a womanizer, but he falls in love with Hua Rumo's peerless face. He not only likes this face, but also has the courage to be different and dare to challenge the bottom line.

In this world, only Hua Rumo pleads for mercy, so she won't be punished more severely.

Qingfeng cupped his fists and saluted the woman, the whip wound on his back still hurt.

"princess……"

Subconsciously, he wanted to ask about Jingbai's situation, but when the words reached his mouth, he frowned and suppressed them, but raised his eyes and stared at the slightly tired woman.

"Jingbai's fever has subsided, and there is no serious problem." Hua Rumo put the bowl with the medicinal juice at the bottom on the table, and turned around leisurely with a slight smile. "Thanks to you, Jingbai was safe and sound, but you were punished for implicating you. I'm sorry, Qingfeng."

Qingfeng's expression became more respectful, and he said in a deep voice. "Wangfei is serious. It is Qingfeng's dereliction of duty that he failed to protect Wangfei and King Xian."

For Qingfeng, Hua Rumo still has a good impression, but I don't understand why such a hermit is loyal to Ying Yihan.The watery eyes of clear glass flowed freely, and fell on the blood-stained Chinese clothes. His brows could not help but frown, and he turned his head and called out the red clothes who accompanied the bed, "Go and get the golden sore medicine sent by Doctor Ling."

Blessed in red, he walked into the inner room and found the golden sore medicine in a delicate box, but his eyes were attracted by a piece of crumpled rice paper folded at the bottom. Even though the handwriting was unclear, the rice paper was obviously torn. It can still be seen from the vigorous strokes that the font above is a popular style in southern China.

Dazed for a moment, he gritted his teeth and unfolded it secretly, and the four characters "Rumo My Love" came into view.

The red-clothed Qingling's eyes froze, and he quickly folded the rice paper and put it back in its original place, frowning slightly and holding the golden sore medicine, he walked out of the inner room absent-mindedly until Hua Rumo yelled a few times before regaining his senses.

Stretch out your hand and hand over the golden sore medicine.

Qingfeng cupped his fists again and saluted, "Thank you, Princess."

The night is as cool as water, and the night is hazy.

Hanxuan Pavilion, in the wing room, Hua Rumo seemed a little embarrassed, looking at the luxurious decorations in the room, silk and satin, crystal bead curtains, luxurious wooden chairs, and a huge bronze mirror, she seemed a little careless, and paused like a female celebrity clumsy.

The bright candlelight is blown by the cool wind, and the beating candle flame illuminates a quiet room of youth.

Lvyi walked carefully to the window, closed the window, and kept the cold wind out of the door. When she turned around, she saw Hongyi's frowning, looking at Huarumo with a bit of coldness and complexity.

At this time, there was the sound of saluting outside the door, and after a while, Ying Yihan, dressed in a dark purple luxurious brocade robe, appeared at the door, the wheelchair made a screeching sound when it was crushed on the ground, Hua Rumo paused, her wing-like eyelashes drooped, Blocking her originally quiet eyes, pursing her lips and putting down the female red in her hand, she got up and came to the outer room with the red and green clothes, and saluted that incomparably noble man. "My concubine pays my respects to the prince."

Hua Rumo still didn't dress up, she was still dressed casually during the day, maybe it was candlelight, the color was dim, and her clear watery eyes showed a bit of softness, coupled with the elegant decoration of the room, she looked even more gentle and moving.

Ying Yihan's frown was loosened, the red clothes stepped forward to push him into the inner room, the green clothes followed behind, and skillfully waited for him to change. Soon the man sat on the side of the bed made of high-quality silk, wearing a pair of cold clothes. Lie's cold eyes were fixed on the woman who was frowning and wringing her fingers.

The red clothes and the green clothes looked at each other in dismay, and retreated wisely, only Hua Rumo and Ying Yihan were left in the room.

(End of this chapter)