My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 80

There seemed to be an imperceptible melancholy in the tone, Hua Rumo was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him with a smile, "Thirteen Brothers joked, 'Hua Tai Sui' is just a respectful name for you by the common people. Say, besides, you are not a superficial person, so why belittle yourself?"

After thinking about it, Hua Rumo continued. "Thanks to your rescue today, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring. Rumo is here to thank the thirteenth brother."

The night wind was slightly cool, blowing on the face felt a cool touch, Ying Yichen looked at the figure of the woman who was walking away, and couldn't help but think back to what the woman said just now.

"Sister-in-law Qi is really gentle, she can count on her words, can she drink and have fun with Ben Taisui in the future?"

"Drinking is fine, but having fun may disturb Thirteenth Brother's interest. However, next time, I hope Thirteenth Brother can show his true colors to others, and there is no need to hide himself."

One sentence, one double entendre.

Ying Yichen took off his mask, revealing a handsome face, but could it be seen that he was disguising himself just by meeting him?Before returning to the palace, I had heard rumors about how disrespectful and domineering Princess Han was. When I saw her today, she was exactly the opposite of the rumors. She was graceful and independent, very gentle but not weak.

Can't help frowning, thinking, Seventh brother is a bit pitiful, such a beautiful and blue-hearted woman will find his behavior strange if she thinks about the cause and effect for a while, or she has already known his behavior, but just keeps silent.

Royal banquets must be extravagant and luxurious.

The entire hall is over a thousand square meters, with gold and silver dinner plates, filled with fruit and delicacies, gold bottles and jade pots, filled with ancient wine, topped with fine silk, paved into a red carpet, and the delicacies are served slowly between the wine glasses and toasts.

Gold thread clothes, multicolored shirts, silk and satin body, beautiful dancing posture, shoulders like shaved, waist like plain, the eyes of more than a hundred people in the whole hall are attracted by the beauty swaying in the center of the dance floor.

When Hua Rumo returned to the palace where the banquet was held, there were no seats in the palace. As soon as she entered the door, she could see a large platform extending from the front of the door to the high platform. Walking through the dance floor where singing and dancing are peaceful and swaying with enchanting dancing postures, they slowly come to Ying Yihan who is already sitting at the designated position.

Today's Ying Yihan's ink-dyed black hair was tied up by a jade-inlaid hair crown, and a few strands of blue silk were casually draped over his forehead. He was wearing a bright black luxurious brocade robe embroidered with Tenglong gold thread, and a pure black Han Dynasty robe was tied around his waist. The jade belt outlines a nearly perfect figure, and a pair of black boots sits steadily on the futon made of high-quality materials.

The handsome and outstanding face is condensed with the icy cold, as if a thin layer of ice has been lifted, the black eyes are slightly narrowed to condense the cold frost, the tight facial lines, the face like a knife, the natural and handsome features, even Unsmiling and stern, he still attracted the eyes of the famous ladies in the audience.

Holding the wine glass, his slender and strong fingers slowly stroked the pattern of blue patterns, light and cold. His eyes seemed to fall on the slender and soft dancing girl, but actually fell on the ice-blue ground farther away. The slightly cool eyes and the cold ground complement each other.

She changed into a light yellow floral dress that mopped the floor. The light color made the woman's face look like a peach and plum, her cheeks were slightly pale, showing a touch of weakness, delicate and delicate, and her steps were smooth.

Ying Yihan couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

"My concubine greets the lord, just now..." Hua Rumo came to the banquet, bowed her knees and saluted, she suddenly paused, feeling the weight of the white medicine powder in her sleeve for no reason, she pursed her lips and continued. "A palace man carrying soup bumped into my concubine, and the soup spilled all over her body, so it was too late to be led to change clothes. I also ask the prince to forgive me."

Yingyi's cold eyes flickered slightly, focusing on the woman's more delicate face, the anger that had rushed to the top of his head disappeared instantly when he saw her approaching from the gate of the hall.

And this kind of joy and helplessness in seeing her made him embarrassed for a moment, and he had to put down the wine glass with a snap, and made a clanging sound when it hit the table, which attracted the eyes of the people around him frequently, so as to cover up his thoughts.

I wanted to say, 'It's good that you're fine', but when it came to my mouth, it turned into, "The princess is clumsy, and it's normal to delay changing clothes. What's wrong?"

Hua Rumo was startled by his sudden change of face, her black eyebrows frowned lightly, her watery eyes looked at Ying Yihan's tense side face, this man was moody and couldn't get along with him at all.

Ying Yihan turned his head, saw through the disgust and unwillingness in the woman's eyes, felt a little irritable and annoyed, and waved his hands impatiently. "What are you doing standing there? Let others see it and think that the king is bullying you!"

Knowing that Hua Rumo was taken away by the leading maid, Ying Yihan's face darkened instantly, and Jing Bai's knees gave way in fright, and she almost knelt down in front of all the guests in the hall, worrying about the safety of her master all the time.

At this time, because of inexplicable anger, when he froze in fright, he was lightly patted on the shoulder, and he turned his head nonchalantly, and met a pair of pale cold eyes.

Qingfeng pointed to the futons on the side, and pointed to the flowers like ink.

Jingbai suddenly realized, quickly trotted over to pick up a futon and ran back, laid it gently and softly, then sat down with Hua Rumo, poured steaming tea, stepped back and stood in the distance, watching the nose, nose and mouth .

After a long time, after confirming that there was nothing wrong with Ying Yihan, he carefully raised his eyes and smiled at Qingfeng who was standing with his sword in his arms. The smile was very light and bright, and he silently said thank you.

Qingfeng squinted at her, did not speak, looked at the charming figure swaying on the dance floor, feeling for no reason that such a beautiful dance was not as good as the beautiful smile just now.

The banquet has already started, but the protagonist of the banquet has been late.

Accompanied by the dragging voice of the palace people outside the door, a tall and tall figure appeared in front of everyone like the bright moon, with a handsome and elegant face, with a dusty and seductive smile, and a pair of black eyes full of stars. After completing the arc of the crescent moon, there is a hint of emotion that seems to be a smile but not a smile. The high nose bridge, the wind-like thin lips, and the corners of the lips are slightly hooked, which is evil and playful.

This man is so handsome that he can take away the soul of any woman.

His appearance made the originally bustling banquet gradually quiet down. There were peaceful smiles on everyone's faces, and they felt an inexplicable affection for this 'unlearned' and 'notorious' Hua Taisui.

It is widely rumored in the world that Ying Yuanji, the lord of the Northern Kingdom who once fought on the battlefield and was unscrupulous, loves this little prince the most. It is true when he saw him today. His long face was sickly and pale, and his insightful and sharp eyes were watching him. At the moment when Ying Yichen came to Ying Yichen, the corners of his tightly pursed lips stretched, revealing a smile called petting.

(End of this chapter)