My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 138

The girls hurriedly put away their vicious gloating, straightened their clothes, straightened their hair in a bun, twisted their waists, and saluted Ying Yihan gracefully, without the ruthless appearance just now.

Yingyi's cold and prey glanced at the baby's clothes that Dong'er was holding in both hands, his sword eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, he glanced at the girls who had put on their heads and poses, and smiled sweetly, and then glanced at Hua Ru, who instantly suppressed her smile. ink.

Today, she looks much better, the dark blue hair is tied behind her head, and the few strands of black hair hanging from her forehead make her face more refined and refined. Although the scar on the left cheek affects the beauty, Ying Yihan still feels that such a flower Rumo is also very beautiful, so beautiful that it doesn't stain Fang Chen, so beautiful that it is hateful.

Hua Rumo couldn't help frowning when she met that gloomy gaze, wondering why Ying Yihan should have already been lying down in Ruanxiang, why did he think of coming here now.

This sour thought made her frown even tighter. Before her body fully recovered, she got up slowly with Jingbai's support. Before she could salute, she heard an indifferent to cold voice from the front, bringing It's a bit joking, a bit mocking, a bit cruel. "The princess is pregnant, so she is exempt."

Hua Rumo bowed her knees for a moment, she didn't bother to guess or think about the meaning of these words, since he said no courtesy, then she didn't have to salute, and immediately sat back in her original position, staring at him with a pair of clear eyes. .

Under this indifferent gaze, Ying Yihan felt that his heavy hammer was hitting the cotton, which was childish and ridiculous. This kind of self-directed and self-acted boring and humiliation made his big hands slowly tighten, and his joints turned white.Immediately, he hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at the girls who looked at him with admiring eyes, raised his chin, pointed to the clothes in Dong'er's hand, and asked. "The embroidery is good, who can embroider it?"

Hearing this, Lin Miaoshi was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward, bowing to Ying Yihan. "The lord is too much, but the concubine is clumsy."

The lip line at the corner of Ying Yihan's mouth was elongated, his dark eyes turned colder, and an unfathomable sneer appeared on his stern face, he looked even more indifferent than before. He held Lin Miaoshi's hand softly and softly. His five fingers rested on the cold palm, and the curled fingertips were slender and beautiful. For no reason, he remembered the touch of a woman's warm little hand before, and now her hand...

An inexplicable anger hit his brain, and Ying Yihan's big hands suddenly tightened, pinching Lin Miaoshi in pain.

"My lord..." Lin Miaoshi's nimble eyes showed a trace of panic, subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand but was pulled even tighter.

Ying Yihan came back to his senses, frowned, why did he think of her again, his eyes fell on Lin Miaoshi's slightly distorted face because of fear, feeling disgusted in his heart. "Since you know you are clumsy, you still make this kind of thing to give to the princess?"

Hearing the sound of "click" and the sound of hand bones breaking, Lin Miaoshi's pupils suddenly dilated, he could not help screaming in pain, and knelt down on the ground with a puff and kowtowed. "My lord, forgive me! My lord, forgive me! I will never dare again!"

Seeing this, Dieyi and the others showed surprised expressions, and hurriedly knelt down, raising their eyes in fear and fear to the man who could control life and death with a single word.

Hua Rumo's face turned pale in an instant, her jewel-like eyes were clear, and she looked at Ying Yihan with eyes that couldn't hide her puzzlement, confusion and disdain.

This person is really moody, just now he praised others for their exquisite workmanship, but now he is about to break other people's fingers.

Lin Miaoshi kept kowtowing, her sweet voice became hoarse and trembling because of fright, Dieyi's watery eyes were slightly lowered, a gloating streak flashed across her eyes, but she looked at Ying Yihan with tears in her eyes, her voice was gentle Nice to hear, "My lord, just let Sister Lin go this time."

Ying Yihan looked at Dieyi, narrowed his eyes coldly, but Dieyi's body stiffened with fright, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything, he could only stare at him with wide eyes and fear.

"Come here, take Master Lin Miaoshi down." Ying Yihan glanced blankly at his own flowers like ink, with inexplicable irritability in his heart, "You guys go down too."

Lin Miaoshi was dragged away crying, where there was no dignified and arrogant appearance just now, Dieyi took the lead as if she had been released, Xiyan followed closely, but when she walked out of the door, she glanced back and sat in a wheelchair The man on the bed, but seeing his cold face like a knife, condensing the cold air, he is extremely handsome.

Dong'er was timid and had already collapsed on the ground. The black baby clothes lay quietly on the ground. Jing Bai picked them up for her. Just about to say something, Ying Yihan said again, "Take these and throw them away."

Jingbai was taken aback for a moment, and looked in the direction of her fingers. It was the medicinal materials that Dieyi and the others had sent. Although she frowned slightly, she didn't understand why she did this, but she didn't dare to neglect. The herbs, and Dong'er retreated, and before leaving, they still did not forget to wink at Hua Rumo, warning her not to provoke Ying Yihan again.

"Princess, that's amazing." Closing the door, Dong'er covered her throbbing left chest, and said with emotion from the bottom of her heart.

Jing Bai looked at her, and asked puzzledly, "What's so great?"

Dong'er randomly folded the black baby clothes and put them on her right arm, "The prince stared, and the wives of all the houses trembled with fear, and fell to their knees, only the princess sat firmly on the chair, her expression remained motionless. .”

Jingbai rolled her eyes, her slender eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and she slandered, "This is so powerful, it's clearly a tiger plucking the hair from its mouth, followed by Hua Rumo, who would sooner or later have a heart attack."

The two talked and laughed all the way, walked to the door of the firewood room, handed the things to the male, and then walked slowly in the direction they had come and gone.

"It can be seen that the prince likes the princess." Passing by the plum blossom tree, Dong'er brushed the plum blossoms casually, and the pale pink plum petals fluttered one after another, falling on the ground, which was very beautiful.

"How do you know?" Although Jingbai also felt that Ying Yihan was interested in Hua Rumo, but it was intentional, she didn't know whether it was Hua Rumo's face or her temper that Ying Yihan was interested in.

Thinking about it carefully, Ying Yihan is as cold as ice to others, but as cold as water to flowers, as soft as ink to others, but as soft as ice to Ying Yihan. similar.

Before that, Jingbai often wondered what kind of man could be worthy of her master's cold and elegant temperament. Obviously, Xia Ziye only liked the indifferent, beautiful flowers like ink. The flowers with sharp teeth and sharp mouth are like ink.

(End of this chapter)