My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 22

With a hiss, the thin window paper was shattered inside, and a white figure floated up, holding a silver soft sword, raising Qi in his dantian, and heading towards the people on the bed.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the people on the bed were slightly taken aback, Wei An's body concealed the posture of a dragon.They moved quickly, and their footsteps were surprisingly consistent. The man who didn't want to be the last got a sword on the shoulder.

"Xiaoyue! Xiaoyue!" Ying Yixuan took off his long robe and wrapped her around the woman, and stretched out his long arms to embrace her. When his sight touched the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, his handsome face turned cold.Stretching out his hands to seal several big holes, his clear eyes were stained with blood, and a biting cold air burst out from himself.

The silver soft sword in his hand was dark red, ready to see blood seal his throat at any time. Such awe-inspiring murderous aura made Hua Rumo, who still had a sliver of consciousness, shiver involuntarily.

Not Xia Ziye...

"Hurry up to the imperial doctor! Do you want to kill her? If she dies, I will let you be buried with her!" Ying Yixuan held back his anger, trembling hands, tightly hugging the beautiful woman in his arms, his eyes stained with blood, That distressed appearance, as if the woman will disappear at any time.

"Didn't you hear the order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Why don't you go to the imperial physician soon?" Compared to Ying Yixuan's forcible forbearance, Ying Yihan's aura is extremely arrogant, with a faint cold light shining in his cold eyes, a cold look Reflecting the dancing candlelight, her face was even more delicate, her perfect chin was raised, and her expression was haughty.

The five standing people were all shocked, it turned out that this person is the prince.It's the middle of the night, and it's Qiye's bridal chamber, what is the prince doing here?They looked at Ying Yixuan, then at the woman in his arms, and they couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Could it be that the crown prince has taken a fancy to Qiye's concubine?

Thinking of this, their heartstrings became even tighter, don't look at evil, if it doesn't work out, they will lose their heads.The five hurriedly ran out of the room, not daring to neglect at all, and ran to the Tai Hospital.

What are they talking about?
Hua Rumo's sanity was already blurred due to excessive blood loss. She wanted to see the man holding her clearly, but her eyes widened, but she couldn't see clearly.Taking a deep breath, he spit out a mouthful of blood again, the corners of his thin mouth curled up, and he smiled very shallowly, then his eyes went dark, and he fell into a coma.

This smile was too soft, like the wind and the moon, disintegrating Ying Yixuan's accumulated rationality over the years, he hurriedly raised a wave of true energy and injected it into her body.His gaze fell on Ying Yihan, who was as cold as a knife and as cold as a blade.

"Ying Yihan, don't think that I don't know what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd! Hua Rumo is innocent, why did you involve her?"

Ying Yihan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled as softly as jade, his eyes were cold and the smile didn't reach his eyes.The fingers on the wheelchair nodded, the wheelchair rolled, and there was a sudden harsh friction sound in the room.

"What is the emperor talking about? Why can't I understand? Hua Rumo is my concubine. How I want to treat her is my business. Does it mean that the emperor wants to meddle in my family affairs?" He spoke slowly, with clear words, and glanced faintly at the unconscious woman in his arms, and when he touched the corner of the blood-stained mouth, his eyes dimmed a bit.

The dim candlelight illuminated half of her pale face, which was covered by black hair, half-covered by her robe, and a smear of bright red from the corner of her mouth flowed down her small chin, staining her white robe red.What a beautiful woman, he sneered in his heart.

"Brother Huang, if you don't dislike her, this king will send her to you to fulfill the reality of husband and wife for this king."

Ying Yixuan's eyes were cold and terrifying, he stared closely at the man in front of him, suddenly raised his big hand, raised his soft sword, and went towards the man's brow.Ying Yihan smiled indifferently, narrowed his cold eyes slightly, never frowned, and sat on the wheelchair as firmly as Mount Tai, neither avoiding nor wanting to fight back.

Suddenly the door opened wide, and a man in Tsing Yi flashed in. His sharp eagle eyes scanned the audience, and a hint of surprise appeared on his handsome face.He hurried forward, raised his internal force with his palm upwards, and stretched towards the flying soft sword. The soft sword stopped ten centimeters away from him and landed slumped.

"Your Highness, no!" Zhang Yueze cupped his fists and bowed to Ying Yixuan.

Ying Yixuan squinted her phoenix eyes, and her skeletal fingers showed a depressed posture because of anger.He took a deep breath, slowly suppressed the anger in his heart, and when he raised his eyes again, he had recovered his usual elegance and gentleness.

He can't do that just yet, it will take some time.

Thinking, he looked down at the woman in his arms, his thick eyelashes were tightly closed, his face as pale as paper was calm and calm, the smile on his mouth hadn't faded, and he seemed to be asleep.

Unexpectedly, there was a tough heart hidden under this weak and boneless appearance, with a stubbornness that would rather be broken than broken. He couldn't imagine what would happen to the beautiful woman in his arms if he came a step later.

It's just that if he takes her away now, he will bear the infamy of being the wife of his younger brother. If he keeps her in Prince Han's mansion, I'm afraid she will suffer more harm.

(End of this chapter)