My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 132

This book is about an ordinary folktale, an ordinary and ordinary life. I was fascinated by reading it and longed for it. I didn't notice Ling Qianmo who entered the house for a while.

"Qianmo has seen Concubine Han." Ling Qianmo was wearing a white robe, and Shengxue in white was the same as when he first saw him, closing his folding fan and clasping his fists to salute.

"Doctor Ling." Hua Rumo regained consciousness slightly and smiled at him.

Ling Qianmo glanced at the inner room, Dong'er hadn't come back yet, there was only Hua Rumo in the room, she felt 'inconvenient', so she stood two meters away from the bed, waved the folding fan, and the golden thread at the bottom of the fan flew out and wrapped around the woman Slender wrists, slender white fingers nodded, and then smiled. "The pulse is stable and there is no serious problem, but the wound is too deep and needs to be recuperated."

Speaking of this, Ling Qianmo paused, and a trace of complexity appeared on his handsome face, "You know, the princess is three months pregnant."

Hua Rumo is very thin and weak, even though she is pregnant, she does not show plumpness, Ling Qianmo's words made her startled, she subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, her brows slightly frowned. "I only know that I am pregnant, not how many months..."

When Ling Qianmo mentioned this, perhaps he wanted her to consider whether she wanted to stay or not. Hua Rumo knew well that the child would not be able to stay, but out of mother's instinct, it would be a day if she could stay for one more day.

Seeing that Hua Rumo didn't want to mention this matter, Ling Qianmo frowned, said some things that need to be paid attention to when taking medicine, and left in a hurry.

After Ling Qianmo left, Hua Rumo was inexplicably irritable. She couldn't even read the scroll. She just leaned against the bed and stared at the paper window that was blown by the cold wind until Dong'er saluted outside. Only then did he regain his senses slightly, an imperceptible dark light flashed across his eyes.

Looking up, looking at the door, Ying Yihan in black court clothes came into view, today he was slightly dressed up, his black hair was tied up by a crown jade, and hung neatly and softly behind his head, thick black sword eyebrows flew into his temples, Leng Mei's eyes are bright and deep, squinting slightly, which is indescribably seductive, the high bridge of the nose is cold and hard, the thin and sharp lips are tightly pressed, as cold as frost, and the perfect facial contours are as sharp as a knife. The profile of the face, the sunshine in the autumn, makes it more attractive.

Hua Rumo's eyes flickered slightly, she lowered her eyes subconsciously, an inexplicable sense of guilt rose in her heart, she thought carefully that she was his concubine, and it was wrong to help outsiders, but she really couldn't let Xia Ziye die, even if Xia Ziye Ye stabbed Ying Yichen, but it was enough that Ying Yichen didn't die.

She thought so deludedly.

After Qingfeng pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, he saluted Hua Rumo respectfully, and then withdrew, leaving only Hua Rumo and Ying Yihan in the room for a moment.

Yingyi's cold and silent sight glanced over the woman's thin figure inch by inch. When he saw the fingers wrapped in the shape of rice dumplings, the cold light in his eyes froze, and finally his cold gaze stayed on the blood-stained face. She looks ugly, but Ying Yihan still thinks she is pretty.

This thought made him frowned and sneered. "Why? Even the basic etiquette is omitted?"

The slightly cold voice conveyed the cold air from a thousand miles away from the giant, and it spread to the limbs in an instant. Hua Rumo frowned lightly, raised his lake-colored eyes, stared at him calmly, and said calmly. "Rumo knows that he has committed a serious crime, so he asks the prince to punish him."

Yingyi's cold eyes narrowed dangerously, the corners of Leng Jue's lips curled up, and a sneer that seemed to be a smile was not a smile, "You call this the attitude of admitting punishment?"

Hua Rumo was frightened by his suddenly lowered voice, her eyes flickered slightly, and her body subconsciously shrank back. After all, she was still very afraid of Ying Yihan, afraid of his moodiness and uncertainty, who would have thought that the next moment would be different? what will happen.

(End of this chapter)