My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 57

Spreading your fingers, there are a few clear nail prints left on the white and delicate palm, which are not very clear but seem to be left in the heart, and the man's soft and firm words seem to stay in his ears. "Trust me, I can definitely take you away."

It turned out that it was not a dream, but in the current situation, how should he take her away? She is the abandoned concubine of King Han of the Northern Kingdom, and he is the general of Zhenguo of the Southern Kingdom. Behind her is her mother and concubine. The entire Xia family.

Ying Yihan's legs are disabled and he can still occupy the position of prince. The crown prince kept his life not because of brotherhood, but because he couldn't move him at all. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Who will the throne belong to in the end? It's really not sure.

She doesn't want to be able to stay with Xia Ziye, but only wishes him a safe life.

At this time, there was a burst of eager footsteps outside the door, followed by a familiar crisp voice. "Girl, girl, it's not good! Jing Bai was locked up by the prince, and he said he was going to be executed today!"

The person who came to report the news was a petite woman in a light pink skirt and a pink shirt. She wore two lovely buns. Hua Rumo recognized her as another of Angel's personal servant girls, named Yueer.

Flowers pushed the door open like ink, and the howling cold wind came oncoming. The catkins on her forehead trembled slightly. She squinted her eyes to barely adapt to the cold wind. The biting cold was like frost attacking, "My lord wants Execute Jingbai?"

Yue'er's eyes sparkled, as if a deep pool of water was broken by stones, causing ripples in circles, her cherry lips parted slightly, opening and closing, eager to say something, but she saw the woman in front of her wearing unlined clothes , hurriedly pushed the door into the room and picked up the black cloak beside the bed. When she went out, she glanced at the scrolls spread out on the wooden table before carefully putting the cloak on her shoulders, and the two hurried to the cold. He ran in the direction of Xuan Ge.

On the way, Yue'er told Hua Rumo incoherently that yesterday the queen rewarded the prince with a woman from the Western Regions, for which she was holding a banquet in front of the hall, and Jing Bai accidentally knocked over the teapot while serving at the side, scalding the new wife, In a rage, the prince punished her to kneel in front of the hall all night, and she will be executed today.

Just because you knocked over the teapot, you will be executed!

Hua Rumo didn't know how to describe her mood at this time, she had already seen Ying Yihan's ruthlessness and cruelty, she thought that King Han, who could be famous in the Five Kingdoms even if he was disabled, would still be a person with clear rewards and punishments, Unexpectedly, he was a shameless person who regarded human life as worthless.

Jingbai grew up with her since she was a child, and accompanied her through the most helpless time when she first came to another world, and married her to the northern country. Although she has lived in ancient times for six years, she has always regarded Jingbai Treating them as sisters, the crying words of the woman outside the city seemed to ring in my ears.

"Princess, please, don't leave Jingbai behind! Please, take Jingbai away! Jingbai has no relatives..."

Not only does Jingbai have no relatives, but Hua Rumo is also alone in Beiguo.

When Hua Rumo and Yue'er came to Hanxuan Pavilion, Ying Yihan hadn't gotten up yet.

In the wing room, there is a kind of extravagant crimson fragrance, and the air is full of ambiguity.

The beautiful woman on the bed wakes up faintly, her winking eyes are like silk, and a gleam of water shines in her tired eyes, her head is a little dizzy and aching, and she can't remember what happened last night for a while.

A light cough came from beside him, pulling back Zou Jiu's slightly slack thoughts.Raising his eyes, he looked at the handsome man lying beside him. His face was as sharp as a knife, his outline was almost perfect, his deep black eyes were as deep as a wall, his facial features were exquisite and natural, and his thin lips like maple leaves hooked slightly when he looked at her. Get up, with a wicked smile.

However, if you look closely, the smile doesn't reach your eyes.

Zou Jiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up. Last night's intermittent love between men and women surged into her heart. She frowned slightly without a trace, and when she raised her eyes again, she smiled charmingly, her smooth and delicate arms wrapped around the man's waist, winking Yingying. "Master, why are you looking at my family like that?"

Ying Yi's cold eyes narrowed slightly, with a smile that was not a smile, raised his thin arms to wrap around the woman's delicate body with shaved shoulders and plain waist, and gently rubbed her big hands on the white back like creamy fat, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally He turned his head to avoid the woman's charming red lips, and pinched his small, pointed and thin chin, his voice was teasing and teasing. "Shy? You weren't like this last night."

Zou Jiufen lightly clenched his fists, beating the man's sagging chest with shame and anger, and said coquettishly. "Grandpa, how are you!"

Ying Yihan let out a low laugh, and grabbed the woman's soft catkin domineeringly. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes fell on the swollen redness of his index finger, his brows were slightly frowned, and a charming little face flashed in his mind , always staring at him coldly with an indifferent gaze.

A faint pain came from the bottom of my heart, the original deep and bright black eyes suddenly turned cold, and the hands unconsciously squeezed Zou Jiu.

As if aware of the change in the emotions of the people around him, Zou Jiu raised his eyes in shock, the glowing blue eyes turned, and looked at the man with a dangerous aura, thinking that his words had offended him, so he quickly parted his cherry lips and whispered road. "The servant and the master said..."

At this time, there was a sound of slight footsteps outside the door, followed by Qingfeng's low and respectful voice of appeal.

"My lord, the flowers are like ink, please see me."

(End of this chapter)