My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 122

"Why is my sister so depressed, someone bullied you?" Xi Yan walked over with a long skirt that covered the floor with a smile on her lips.Even though this is said, the four sisters are very familiar with each other. Xiyan knows what kind of woman Su Mo is, but with her savage and domineering temperament, who can bully her?
"No." Su Modai frowned, she had the best relationship with Xiyan among the four sisters, she was too confused at the moment, she pulled Xiyan's arm and shook it. "I think the prince's thoughts are not on me, but on the princess..."

After listening to Su Mo's narration, Xi Yan frowned slightly with her slender eyebrows, she didn't show surprise or panic like the others, she just said with a smile on her face. "Don't talk nonsense, this is related to the reputation of the entire palace, whether it is true or not, it is not something you and I can chew on."

Su Mo showed dissatisfaction, "Pregnancy is pregnant with the child of the prince's brother, and the princess has a means."

Xiyan shook her head disapprovingly, "Some things are not as simple as they seem. You should be careful when serving the prince, and don't be accused of any crime because of your quick tongue."

Su Mo showed an innocent smile on his face, "The prince dotes on me, so he won't punish me."

Xi Yan froze for a moment, a strange color flashed across her beautiful face, and was quickly replaced by a smile, "That's right."

The sky prison is full of moisture, even the air is damp, filled with a strong smell of decay, it smells uncomfortably sick, the walls are covered with dark green moss, water drops seep from the densely packed gaps, tick-tock Tick-tock, as if falling on the ear is annoying.

It seemed that she had returned to that night again. She left Jingbai and took a bath alone in the bathtub. The water temperature was just neither hot nor cold. Sitting in it, surrounded by warm water, even the feeling of suffocation from being threatened by the queen during the day disappeared.

The body gradually sank into the water, and the black hair floated on the water surface, and the woman's clear and bright eyes were reflected in the ripples of light.

It's hard to hold your breath.

The flowers floated up from the water like ink, with water droplets hanging all over their faces, and their hair was wetly draped over their bodies.

At this time, a figure appeared on the deserted floor, almost grabbing the slender arm at the moment she realized it, the whole person was pressed to a corner, the body hurts, and the heart hurts even more...

The man was wearing a mask and a jade pendant was tied around his waist.

Hua Rumo opened her eyes suddenly, her thin clothes were tightly attached to her body, it was unknown whether it was because of a nightmare or because of pain, cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and slowly flowed down her clean cheeks, there was a tearing pain from her ten fingers, Dai Mei couldn't help frowning, and even her breathing slowed down a bit.

"Ru Mo?" Sensing the person in his arms waking up faintly, Ying Yichen relaxed his frowns, pulled his coat over his shoulders, and tightened his hands holding his body. Rarely dignified and distressed, his eyes fell on the slender fingers that had been bandaged, and he recalled that Doctor Lin shook his head and sighed. "It has already hurt the tendons, I am afraid that these hands will be useless."

Hua Rumo is not a person who cares about outsiders, but why such a woman has to encounter these things.

"En." In a trance, when he heard someone calling him, Hua Rumo pulled himself together and responded, and now his mind was a little clearer, and he remembered what happened yesterday.

Her hand subconsciously moved towards her lower abdomen, and the warmth came from her palm. Even though she knew that this little life would not survive, she still felt the hope and the surprise and joy of being a mother soon.

It's just that the person that night wasn't Ying Yichen, why would he commit such a crime without conscience.

The pain in the fingers struck again and extended to the limbs. His weak body couldn't help trembling slightly, but he tried not to groan. Ying Yichen felt that his heart was about to break, and he was so sad that he was about to die. Once he hated his uselessness and powerlessness, he seemed to understand what Ying Yihan said that day.

Before meeting Hua Rumo, I thought the throne was the most important thing, but after meeting her, I feel that the throne is even more important.

After all, born in the royal family, some things are predestined and cannot be avoided or escaped.

It's just that if, if he didn't let his own temper mess around, but, like the third and seventh brothers, devoted himself to martial arts since childhood and worked hard to make up for the government, would he not end up powerless to resist now, and could only watch helplessly? Looking at the person in his arms in pain.

"Ru Mo?" The person in his arms fell silent, Ying Yichen lowered his head and looked at her worriedly, the woman's delicate face was pale, and there was a ten-centimeter bloodstain on the left cheek, which was still glowing even after taking the medicine The ferocious blood mouth is shocking to see.

"Hmm." Hua Rumo's body was limp, unable to use any strength, she could only raise her eyes slightly to meet those clear eyes full of melancholy, and curled the corners of her mouth into a forced smile. "I'm sorry, Yichen."

Hua Rumo and Ying Yichen are confidants, but they are beyond confidants. The two of them have clear minds and don't need to hide too much.

A sorry, its meaning is known.

Ying Yichen finally smiled again, straightened up and changed his posture to make the woman more comfortable, and pulled his coat tightly to wrap her in warmth, about the child.

He wanted to ask but couldn't, and she wanted to say but couldn't.

After a long silence, Ying Yichen vaguely made a decision, looking at Hua Rumo seriously with downcast eyes. "Rumo, that day... the name I wrote on the river lantern was you, I hope I can take care of you and the child."

Hua Rumo felt the corners of her eyes moist for no reason, but what echoed in her memory was the slightly cold embrace that gently hugged her at night, and the figure trembling her fingers touching her cheek in the morning. "I……"

At this moment, the sound of fighting sounded outside the prison, and the clang and clang of cold weapons clashed, making the head dizzy and unbearable.

(End of this chapter)