My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 162

When Hua Rumo woke up, the sun had already climbed three poles, and the warm light passed through the thin clouds and scattered into the room, showing an ambiguous and peaceful color. The watery eyes with flowers like jet black like lacquer became more and more quiet and peaceful.

She opened her eyes and stared at the charming halo in the room, as if she was not used to the sudden light, she squinted her eyes, staring at the closed window, it took a while to regain her senses.

The slender arm moved, lifted the quilt, and was about to get up, but felt that the base of the little finger of his right hand was tightened by something, and then heard the sound of ding ding dong dong wind chimes.

Qing Lile's eyes froze, and she looked at the little finger of her right hand, which was tied with a thin red thread. Yingying's eyes followed the thread all the way up, and saw a string of wind chimes made of transparent bead curtains hanging beside the bed. A round bead reflected the dazzling light, falling in the woman's black gem-like eyes, showing a vivid color.

While in a daze, the door was pushed open, and Jingbai and Dong'er walked in. Seeing Hua Rumo staring at the wind chime beside the bed in a daze, the two couldn't help smiling at each other, and walked in with the toiletries.

Jingbai skillfully handed her the towel and mouthwash, while Dong'er added a few more charcoals to the thermos, and it was only for a short while that the originally cool room became warm.

Hua Rumo finished washing, stood up from the bed, accidentally touched the wind chime on her shoulder again, and heard a crisp and lively voice in her ear. She couldn't help but look back at Jing Bai who was putting breakfast or lunch on the table, and asked . "this is……"

Dong'er took a quiet step first, and replied with a smile. "Princess, this is the wind chime."

The watery eyes that were as beautiful as ink flowed, and the dark eyes fell on Dong'er. At first, I wanted to say "I know", but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Maybe this thing has the same omen in the Northland. .

Dong'er poured water into the teacup, came to the bedside, helped the flowers like ink, and walked to the table. After she sat down, she couldn't help laughing. "The princess doesn't know something. Although we northerners are a little bolder and informal compared to southerners, we still express our emotions in a very reserved way. There is an unwritten custom in the royal family, saying that if a man Willing to give a wind chime to a woman shows that a man is willing to spoil a woman alone, even if he does not marry a wife or take a concubine..."

Dong'er's voice is thin and small, not as clear and clear as Jingbai's voice. At this time, this custom of Huarumo has never been heard, and it falls into the ears like a trickling small river. Clearly and lightly left a scratch in the heart.

Doting on one person alone, even if you don't marry a wife or take a concubine...

Hua Rumo held the chopsticks in dexterous hands, and began to eat slowly, her eyes drooped to hide the flowing light in her eyes, and there was still a red strangle mark on the little finger of her right hand, as if strangled in her heart.

After eating, Dong'er took the packed bowls and chopsticks and walked towards the dining room, while Jingbai cleaned the table, and then found the book she read last time for Hua Rumo.

The fire in the stove was blazing, and the smoky sandalwood from the censer on the table scattered into the air one by one. The smell was very fragrant and elegant.

Hua Rumo leaned on the soft couch, flipped the pages of the book and looked at it carefully, Jingbai pushed open the door and walked in, the cold wind outside poured into the house, blowing the wind chimes and tinkling.

Hua Rumo's eyes were dazed, and she looked at the wind chime hanging beside the bed. Her watery eyes were like a pool of broken autumn water, and her pupils were cut, rippling and rippling.

Jingbai saw that Hua Rumo had a flat expression, showing no emotion, so she folded the washed clothes and put them away, and then sat down on the opposite side of the soft couch.

Roasting the fire in the oven, the slightly frozen hands warmed up, and then looked up at Hua Rumo. "Princess? Why do you look unhappy? Could it be that the prince gave you a wind chime, and you don't like it?"

Hua Rumo came back to her senses, seeing Jingbai's worried expression, she unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth and pulled a faint smile. "No, very happy."

Jingbai frowned, and said quite eloquently. "Lying again, you forget that when you lie, your eyes habitually look to the left."

Hua Rumo's heart warmed, she let out a chuckle, and closed the book, "Yo, when did Jingbai become smart?"

For such teasing, Jingbai was not annoyed, but frowned even tighter, sighed, and said quietly. "My lord is pitiful enough."

Hua Rumo's hands trembled inadvertently. Could it be that Ying Yihan is still showing others in a standing posture today? Is he going to rebel, or is it just a whim, or...

Seeing Hua Rumo's blank expression, Jingbai thought she was very interested in her topic, so she hurriedly leaned over and continued. "There are so many women in the palace, the lord doesn't like which one he likes, but you, it's just asking for trouble."

(End of this chapter)