My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 129

Qingfeng frowned, walked in, cupped his fists and said respectfully. "My lord, you..."

Ying Yihan raised his eyes indifferently, with despair and unwillingness in his eyes for a moment, Qingfeng was startled when he saw that the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

"I, I shot her..." Ying Yihan stretched out his bloody right hand, thick blood flowed out through his fingers, his voice was trembling and helpless to the extreme. "Hua Rumo...will not die...right?"

Qingfeng frowned, and comforted her. "My lord, you didn't mean it, it's the princess..."

It wasn't until this moment that Qingfeng suddenly understood what Hua Rumo meant to Ying Yihan.He was not angry to block the leader's arrows, and he was not angry about who the child in his womb belonged to. The first thing he worried about was whether she was still alive.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng sighed, and his expression became more respectful. "Ling Qianmo said that the princess is fine, so she won't die."

After getting an affirmative answer, Ying Yihan's eyes gradually cleared up. He stared at his right hand for a long time and then clenched it tightly, "I don't want this country anymore, I don't want revenge, I just want...just to be with her , I just want to open my eyes and see her every day..."

Ying Yihan frowned, the pain in his heart increased every time he said a word, but he gritted his teeth and continued. "Even if...she keeps looking at me with cold eyes, even if...she always hates me..."

A trace of worry flashed across Qingfeng's dark eyes, Ying Yihan was still suffering from the Heart-eating Gu, so emotional, the pain was unbearable, I'm afraid the Yuejiao had already noticed it, and this time they used the only bargaining chip, the Tiger Talisman, in exchange for flowers For the safety of Rumo and King Xian, the Saintess will definitely not let it go.

In the future, Hua Rumo will definitely become his weakness.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng recalled the situation when she first saw the flowers like ink, she was so calm and wise, a few simple words resolved the original tense atmosphere, the woman seemed soft and weak, but she was actually smart and calm, with her own principles in her heart Will not be at the mercy of anyone.

Once such a woman expresses her position, she will never be a weakness.

But, can she really stand by Ying Yihan's side?

Ying Yihan picked up another flagon and drank again, but Qingfeng wanted to stop him, so he stopped with his raised hand, and let him get drunk once.

There was the sound of saluting at the door, Qingfeng frowned, and just about to say something to stop her, the arrogant beauty had already rushed in.

"My lord!"

In the past few days, Ying Yihan never called her to accompany him at night.

After all, Su Mo is a person who has gone through all kinds of troubles, until a woman who is a nobleman in the palace has to endure his three wives and four concubines, it is impossible to favor only one. At first, he thought that Ying Yihan had taken a fancy to other women. Indulge in the gentle hometown of the other sisters.

Later, thanks to Xi Yan's reminder, he observed carefully, these few days Ying Yihan did not go to any women's boudoir, but slept alone in the wing room.

It turns out that he is not only handsome, but also not a womanizer. Such a shadow is very attractive to Su Mo.

"Madam Su, the lord has ordered that idlers are not allowed to enter the study without authorization." Qingfeng took a step forward and stopped Su Mo and his maid who were about to enter.

"I'm not an idler!" Su Mo stared at her beautiful eyes, and her watery black eyes looked at Qingfeng with a bit of arrogance and domineering arrogance, with a bit of willful flamboyance unique to girls, and an indescribable style.

The smell of rouge powder blowing towards his face made Qingfeng couldn't help frowning, and saluted with fists cupped. "Mrs. Su..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Yihan's low voice came from the inner room, and there seemed to be a hint of joy in it. "Let her in."

Qingfeng was taken aback, and wanted to say something, the willful and lovely pretty woman raised her eyebrows, twisted her skirt and took a few quick steps to let him go into the inner room.

Qingfeng glanced inward, frowned, a little confused about the situation, and had no choice but to back out.

In the inner room, the dark candlelight shone on Ying Yihan's slightly drunken handsome face, such a lazy and carefree temperament exuded a bit of decadence, and the evil and charming cold eyes swayed with rippling cold light, falling on her body. burst into flames.

Su Mo's heart stopped beating abruptly, and her eyes fell on the man's injured right hand. She was startled and walked a few steps to meet him. She pulled out a fragrant silk scarf from her cuff and wrapped it skillfully. Then she raised her eyes and stared at the man. Shui Lingling looked at him with big eyes, and shouted cautiously. "My lord..."

Ying Yihan's eyes were filled with surprise and fascination, as if he didn't hear her words, his deep jewel-like black eyes stared at her for a moment, the kind of flattered and bewildered eyes made Su Mo attractive There was a blush on his cheeks.

However, due to the woman's keen senses, a voice in her heart told her that Ying Yihan was looking at another person through her.

Su Mo felt sourness in his heart for no reason, carefully lowered the cold light of jealousy in his eyes, and said in a low voice. "My lord, don't hurt yourself like this again, this concubine will feel distressed."

Unexpectedly, Ying Yihan responded for the first time to her overture. "Um."

A simple word caused thousands of waves in Su Mo's heart, and he raised his eyes in surprise to see the man with a stern face, with imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

Even though the first meeting, Ying Yihan praised her without hesitation, expressed his goodwill, and even said provocative words, the two of them enjoyed the joy of fish and water that night.However, on weekdays, he was extremely indifferent to her, and he didn't even bother to look at her.

She didn't understand, and she didn't dare to speculate. She just thought of the folk rumors, thinking that the crippled Lord Han was just difficult to get along with and didn't know how to express his emotions.However, what I saw today is different from what I imagined. Such a cold and charming man also has tenderness, but this tenderness does not belong to her.

I vaguely feel that this tenderness belongs to the woman who does not smile like a hibiscus flower in full bloom, and smiles like an ice flower in full bloom.

flowers like ink...

Ying Yihan is looking at the flowers like ink through her...

This kind of cognition made Su Mo's heart sour. Jealousy spread and entangled in her heart like a vine, and the tightened thorns made her breathless.Gritting his teeth, he raised his eyes and smiled at Ying Yihan. The smile was gentle and generous, and there was a faint fire in his eyes, stubborn and strong.

Seeing Ying Yihan's heart froze, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch, delicate and smooth cheeks, picturesque eyebrows, slightly straight nose bridge, thin petal lips, and small chin were gently lifted. Just when the man's thin lips like a blade were about to be pressed down, there was an eager and joyful voice from the servant girl at the door.

"My lord! The princess is awake!"

(End of this chapter)