My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 167

The silvery moonlight fell on Ying Yihan's tense side face, and the corners of her beautiful lips were tightly pressed, making her look a little embarrassed and nervous.

Hua Rumo couldn't help laughing, turned around and handed the oiled paper umbrella to the vendor. "Sorry, my husband-in-law and I went out to play in such a hurry that we didn't bring any money."

Snowflakes fluttered gently, and landed on the flower-like mask, shining with crystal light, a pair of elegant and deep eyes fixed on the peddler, and his tone was full of smiles.

"No!" Before the peddler's outstretched hand touched the oil-paper umbrella, Ying Yihan snatched the umbrella one step ahead of him, staring at the peddler coldly with cold eyes, and said. "I want this umbrella."

This kind of arrogance made everyone, including Hua Rumo, stand there in a daze. Several gazes shot at him, and the crowd began to discuss violently.

"Hey, these two look like human beings, so they want to grab the oil-paper umbrella?"

"Isn't it? People can't be judged by their appearance now."

"Looking at how poor they are, it must be because they have no money."

Unlike Hua Rumo who doesn't know martial arts and has no internal strength, Ying Yihan can't help but get annoyed by the voices of discussions from people around him, and unconsciously tightens his grip on Hua Rumo's hand, faintly about to attack.

"I, I'm also doing small business, young master, don't be so unreasonable." It can be seen that the peddler is an honest man, and Ying Yihan stared at him, and his voice was so cold that he immediately shivered and said tremblingly.

"You..." Ying Yihan wanted to say something, but he felt that someone was holding his left arm. Turning his head, he saw the woman's black hair dyed with black ink was blown into a charming arc by the cool wind, and her small head was gently resting on her shoulder. With a sweet and elegant smile, he immediately took off the jadeite jade hairpin that he often wore from his head and handed it to the vendor.

"Well, how about I exchange this hairpin for your umbrella?"

Apart from going to the palace to meet the Holy Majesty, this is also the third time for Hua Rumo to go out. Naturally, she doesn't have the habit of bringing money. Originally, she wanted to return the oiled paper umbrella to the vendor. It can be seen that Ying Yihan's expression clearly shows that he wants to 'desperate' with others, besides This person has a weird personality, and if he made a decision, he might not make any changes if he made a sound to stop him, so he had no choice but to think of a way to resolve it.

She often wears that jade jade hairpin, but she doesn't like it very much, it's just because women wear hairpins as a habit and a rule, and she doesn't like those gold and silver hairpins, so she wears this one habitually, and now she wants to give it to her. It is impossible for others to say that they are not willing to give up, but the old ones do not come and the new ones do not go, so it is worthwhile to avoid a entanglement.

The peddler was an honest man, the oil-paper umbrella was not worth much, and although this jade hairpin was made of ordinary jadeite, it was much more expensive, so he immediately took out his wallet and gave them some silver, and said something casually. "Madam, your husband-in-law loves you very much."

It can be seen that if Hua Rumo likes anything, Ying Yihan will buy it for her, but he was born in a deep palace, and when he grows up, he goes to guard the border, making him bleed and sweat without frowning. I really don't understand the ordinary life of ordinary people like this.

Hua Rumo's eyes froze for a moment, her watery eyes were erratic, and then she raised her eyes and smiled back. "thanks."

Before Ying Yihan was angry, he dragged him to another direction.

At this time, fireworks lit up again in the quiet night sky, and the colorful colors were reflected on the silver mask, showing colorful colors, and the celebration began to reach its climax.

The flow of people on the main street became more and more, wave after wave, they walked towards the horizontal bridge over the Lover River, Ying Yihan put his arms around Hua Rumo's shoulders, and clamped her in the narrow space in front of his chest , wanted to walk in the direction where the crowds were sparse, but in order to hide his identity, he couldn't use lightness kung fu, the two of them were squeezed back and forth in the crowd, his face became more and more ugly.

When Hua Rumo looked back, she happened to see his aggrieved expression, she couldn't help being in a good mood, she clenched her five fingers, and smiled. "We should follow the flow of people, wait until we reach the intersection, and then go out."

Ying Yihan lowered his eyes and saw the smile overflowing from the woman's eyes. The bright and clear glass eyes reflected the fireworks rising in the sky, which was very beautiful and charming.

Nodding subconsciously, "Okay."

The roads on the main street are all made of stone, very wide and simple, probably because of the celebration, there will be guards in armor patrolling the road at intervals, order and rules are responsible, and each intersection is responsible for evacuation The dense crowd of soldiers, while being so heavily guarded, also made the celebration go smoothly.

All kinds of carriages came slowly from both sides of the main street. The entire Northern Imperial City looked so prosperous, like a fairyland on earth, ethereal and complex, colorful and colorful.

The street market is in the thick night, the moonlight is like silver, bright as day, bustling crowds come and go on the ancient stone road, in an endless stream, from time to time there is super noise like boiling water, which can be faintly heard when walking close The melodious sound of silk and bamboo, orchestral music, and the dancing girls in the open space opposite the riverside are very lively and prosperous.

The quiet night sky above the head is broken by waves of gorgeous fireworks. The colorful colors are like a large-scale bright meteor shower. The city was shrouded in a gorgeous atmosphere.

Hua Rumo and Ying Yihan followed the tide of people and were squeezed onto the Lover's Bridge. It took only a quarter of an hour from the head to the end of the bridge, and the lovers whispered affectionately in their ears.

(End of this chapter)