My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 137

Hua Rumo frowned and pursed her lips, she couldn't figure out why these girls hated her so much and didn't want to see her, why they would go to the door to waste their time, and they must see her ashamed to the point of shame to be satisfied.

Although Hua Rumo is sometimes submissive and weak, she is never a soft persimmon, she raises her eyes and purses her lips with a light smile. "My sisters are right. I am dissolute and unfaithful, and I am disgraceful to you women, but even if I am pregnant with someone else's child, I am still Princess Han."

The implication is that even if she is as guarded as a jade like you, she is still not as good as a slut.

"You..." Dieyi was irritated and was about to explode immediately, but was held back by Xi Yan, who had never spoken, her watery and clear eyes fell on Huarumo's indifferent face, and an imperceptible streak flashed across her face. cold.

Hua Rumo's right cheek is white and tender, and can be broken by blowing bullets. The graceful facial contours are natural, the dark black eyes are deep and clear, and the smooth glazed eyes reveal a cool and soft light, even though there is an ugly scar on the left side of the face. , still able to fight back forcefully without being humble or overbearing, and calmly, this elegance and nobility completely cover up its flaws.

Even with such disfigurement and disfigurement, Hua Rumo's expression is still very cold and indifferent, without any self-pity or compassion. Compared with her, they who are exquisitely dressed and lightly made up are like a group of gorgeously dressed, lightly made up hens .

With this kind of cognition, Xiyan couldn't help but clenched her fingers tightly, pinching Dieyi very painfully, couldn't help frowning, and looked back at her in puzzlement.

Xiyan curled her mouth and smiled softly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, it was full of frost, she reminded. "Sister Wangfei is pregnant, so I can't hear the noise. We sisters put down our things quickly, so don't disturb my sister's leisure."

Lin Miaoshi and Dieyi looked at Xiyan, but they saw that the woman had a delicate expression, a gentle voice, picturesque eyebrows, affectionate eyes, red lips like petals, and a long black dress that made her slender and frail. She is a weak woman with no power to feed chickens. When she speaks, her eyes are clear, and there is a faint pressure on her body.

Dieyi opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, she wondered why Xiyan was so strong that her wrist hurt from pinching.

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot the business." Lin Miaoshi was the first to react, took the folded clothes from the servant girl, and presented them respectfully with a smile on her face.

Dong'er's face turned pale in an instant, not because of the malice that flashed in Lin Miaoshi's eyes, the clothes were black, it looked like it was worn by a baby, and there was a big word 'servant' embroidered on it, implying that the child Born to be a slave for life.

Lin Miaoshi's idea is very simple. It is well known in the Northern Kingdom that Ying Yihan can't give birth if he doesn't lift up. Now that Hua Rumo is pregnant, the child must not be his. Even if it is born, it will only have the fate of being a slave for life , unable to turn over, unable to inherit the great cause.

It's just that she didn't understand why the prince still kept her after the princess gave the prince a cuckold.

Hua Rumo's dark eyes turned colder, her fingers covered with ferocious scars trembled slightly, she pursed her lips to suppress the unwillingness and humiliation, her eyes looking at Lin Miaoshi were still indifferent and calm, without any fluctuation, Looking back at the trembling Dong'er, "Dong'er, hurry up and put away Mrs. Lin's gift."

"Yes, yes..." Dong'er hurriedly bowed and bowed, glanced at the expressionless, indifferent flowers like ink, and began to admire her stomach in her heart, and she was able to deal with such cynicism from the wives indifferently, This relaxed and elegant state of mind is really rare, no wonder the prince is not willing to kill the concubine.

Compared with this, Lin Miaoshi, who is covered in thorns, looks a bit like a clown against the background of flowers like ink clouds and breezy wind.

Jingbai was so angry that his seven orifices were full of smoke, and he didn't have Hua Rumo's stomach, but he knew that he was in a difficult situation now, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to endure it, and he had to suppress his anger, and looked at Hua Rumo with distressed eyes, but then he thought again Thinking, Hua Rumo is not a persimmon that is easy to pinch. The other party came aggressively and wanted to see her jokes.

The smile on Lin Miaoshi's face couldn't be held back, Dieyi looked at her gloatingly, but Xiyan was very calm, just staring at Huarumo's face lightly.

At this time, Dong'er's salute came from the outer room, and then Ying Yihan in a dark purple embroidered brocade robe sat in a wheelchair and appeared in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)