My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 166

It can be seen that men dote on women very much. There are many people on the main street, and women are hit by pedestrians passing by from time to time. At this time, men will come to the woman's side, block her from the endless crowd with their bodies, or stretch out their arms to hold the woman Firmly circled by his side, a pair of calm and cold eyes like a cold pool, showing a bit of impatience and anger, looked at those people who were crowded around.

The woman was like a citrus to the man's rising anger. When the two passed by a place with less traffic, the woman who was walking in front stopped and looked back at the man who exuded the aura of not being close to strangers all over his body. The lips were slightly curved, and a very faint smile was drawn, and then he opened his mouth to say something.

Then, when Ying Yichen saw Seventh Brother, who rarely smiled, his sharp and thin lips moved, and the exposed half of his face curved into a slight smile, his clear and cold eyes overflowed with a hint of a smile, and his eyes were full of smiles. Doting and indescribable friendship flow between the two.

It's Seventh Brother and Hua Rumo...

Ying Yichen stood up and almost turned over and jumped out of the window, but as far as he could see, he could see the hands of the two interlocking fingers. The soft and soft little hands are completely wrapped in the palm.

Then, the two walked towards the more prosperous and noisy direction.

Ying Yichen's eyes followed the figure all the way, and his heart overflowed with inexplicable irritability and jealousy.

If he and Hua Rumo met first...

If Hua Rumo wasn't Princess Han...

If he wasn't the idle king known as 'Flower Tai Sui'...

Then, he still has the capital to compete with Ying Yihan, but it is a pity that Ying Yihan and Hua Rumo met first, it is a pity that Hua Rumo is Princess Han, it is a pity that he is the idle king of 'Hua Taisui', it is a pity that these are two people An insurmountable gap.

Ying Yichen drank a lot of wine, trying to get himself drunk, but the more he drank, the more he became more sober, and the more he became sober, his mind was full of the woman's delicate face, the faint smile, and the words of Ying Yichen. When Han spoke, there was rare tenderness in his eyes.

On the other side, there is a torrent of people coming and going, full of colorful lanterns, painted ornaments, women's hairpins, headgear, bronze mirrors, embroidered shoes, etc., walking to a booth with oiled paper umbrellas, the sight of flowers like ink is covered by One of them has black characters on a white background, and an oiled paper umbrella with splashed ink and freehand texture on it attracts attention.

The footsteps paused slightly, and the watery eyes looked over, from the direction of Ying Yihan, the woman was wearing a silver mask, the facial features were three-dimensional and outstanding, the outline of the small chin was perfect, and the light-colored lips were full of luster. Qianqingsi moved like strands of seaweed, scattered wantonly on the white cotton coat, making it look more elegant and refined, out of this world.

Can't help but get drunk.

Hua Rumo took a step forward, not thinking that something amusing happened in the crowd, the flow of people who were moving slowly in order suddenly rioted, and cheers came from not far away.Without paying attention, a burly man beside him rammed straight into Hua Rumo.

Ying Yi's cold eyes narrowed slightly, almost at the moment when the big man bumped into Hua Rumo, he grabbed the woman's shoulders, pulled her into his arms, subconsciously stepped up his steps, came to Hua Rumo's right side, and used his body to replace her Blocked the impact of the crowd.

The cold eyes overflowed with cold light, Ying Yihan's anger soared, and when he was about to explode, he felt the little hand in the palm of his left hand move slightly, and then his wrist turned around, and his five fingers stretched out, actually inserted into the gap between the fingers , Interlocked with his fingers.

Ying Yihan's heart suddenly stopped beating, and he turned his head to look at the woman who was almost a head shorter than him.

I don't know when, the sky has already started to snow, and the heavy snow is blowing up, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, sprinkled on the woman's hair and shoulders, the misty white air is lingering, and the silver mask reflects the pale halo of the first quarter moon in the sky , a pair of quiet black eyes, the pupils dilated slightly, looking at him quietly and elegantly, the corners of the mouth slightly pursed, the small hands tightened, smiling at him, the voice was soft, indescribably pleasant. "This is a busy city, it's normal to bump into each other, don't stare at others so viciously..."

Having said that, Hua Rumo took a step forward, deliberately lowered her voice, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Honorable Prince Han, please feel wronged."

Xu Shi was pleased by the bustle on the main street, Hua Rumo was in a good mood, but in front of Ying Yihan, he was extremely self-willed, smiling at him when he was happy, and looking at him coldly when he was unhappy, he had no sense of being a wife at all, or something.

However, Ying Yihan felt that when the flowers smiled like ink, it was as if the flowers in the whole world were blooming.

Staring at her blankly for a while, she was pulled to the small stall with oiled paper umbrellas. She squatted down and picked up the inconspicuous oiled paper umbrella printed with splashed ink landscape paintings scattered among the many broken flower oiled paper umbrellas. Take a closer look.

It’s not that I like it so much, it’s just to ease the embarrassing atmosphere just now. After all, it’s the age of youth. When I died in the last life, I was only in my twenties. Inexplicably comfortable, I feel that Ying Yihan's iceberg face of ten thousand years has become less annoying and annoying.

Thinking of just now, I actually took the initiative to hold his hand, the cheeks behind the mask were flushed, and even the eyes became embarrassed and shy.However, she was soon suppressed by her, and looked down at the oiled paper umbrella in her hand lightly.

Ying Yihan saw her bowing her head slightly, her pretty neck was bent into a graceful arc, she was wearing a heavy cotton coat on her shoulders, and the belts were tightly tied together. , so that the heart that was originally irritable due to too much noise slowly calmed down, and the tone slowed down. "Take it if you like it."

Hua Rumo raised her eyes, her vivid water eyes were full of fluorescence, they were indescribably tactful and beautiful, she opened her eyes to speak, but her little hands were tightened, and she walked in another direction.

Unexpectedly, before he took a few steps, he was stopped by a peddler selling umbrellas. "Hey! Young master, girl, please stay! Please stay!"

Hearing this, Hua Rumo stopped in her tracks, Ying Yihan turned her head, her cold eyes slightly squinted at the peddler with a bit of ice in her eyes.

The peddler was frightened by the sudden burst of condensation on his body, and stammered with his mouth open. "You, you...haven't paid you yet..."

"Money?" Ying Yihan's tone was slightly puzzled, and Hua Rumo's ears were filled with joy.

He had already vaguely guessed in his heart that the extremely noble Lord Han was raised in the deep palace since he was a child, and he had no worries about food and clothing. He must have never thought that one day he would need money to go out on the streets.

(End of this chapter)