My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 157

"Check carefully! See if there are any survivors!" The man's angry voice shook the snow on the roof three times.

Hua Rumo held her breath, knelt down on the thick snow on the roof without moving, but she was discovered despite not knowing martial arts or hiding her breath.

"There's someone on the roof! Catch it!" the man shouted, and several guards were ordered to fly to the roof on tiptoe, about to come towards Huarumo.

At the very moment, a black shadow descended like a god, the tall and tall figure was startled, Hua Rumo felt a blur in front of his eyes, he didn't see how the person was moving, he felt his waist tightened, and he didn't have time to exclaim , the whole person fell into a strong embrace and was picked up by the waist.

Turning back in panic, he saw Ying Yihan's handsome profile face, his icy eyes narrowed slightly, with his usual expressionless face, "You..."

"There's an assassin! Don't let him get away!"

Hua Rumo's small voice was drowned in the riot of the guards.

In an instant, swords, lights and swords, mixed with cold air, came towards them.

The guards who were able to enter the palace on duty were not ordinary people either, they raised their sabers almost the moment Ying Yihan appeared, and leaped up a few times before arriving in front of him.

From the angle of flowers like ink, but seeing the man's cold thin lips hooked slightly, he pulled out a very cold smile, and then pulled out the long sword from his waist, not caring whether the other party could see his face, with one hand Holding the sword for a few rounds, he cut down the few people who rushed to the front.

Bright red blood splattered out, Hua Rumo's indifferent expression was stunned for a moment, her stomach churned, she covered her mouth and retched uncomfortably.

Ying Yihan lowered his eyes, looked at the woman in his arms, his eyes touched the red eye circles, the coldness in his eyes suddenly became colder, and a nameless anger rushed to the top of his head, making him breathless.

It must have been seeing Xia Ziye being tortured, so he was so sad that he cried.

Ying Yihan only felt that his heart was bound by thorns and thorns, and jealousy was like a poisonous snake. This kind of heart was involuntary, and the heartache was so unbearable that he couldn't help wanting to kill all directions.

However, considering that Hua Rumo was pregnant and couldn't smell the sweet smell, he had no choice but to stop early, and shuttled through the forest with the woman in his arms, throwing off the pursuit after a few ups and downs.

In the study room, Qingfeng walked in quietly, cupping his fists and saluting to Ying Yihan who had already changed his clothes. "My lord, the matter has been settled."

Probably because the poison from the last episode was not resolved, or because he hadn't returned to Yuejiao for too long, Ying Yihan felt the unbearable pain in his heart, but he frowned, and there was no trace of pain on his stern face.

He waved his hand to Qingfeng, indicating that he could go down.

Qingfeng stood still, hesitant to speak.

Ying Yihan looked sideways, but he saw the tall and straight figure of the man standing under the dark candlelight, and the alternating light and dark light shone on his body, making him appear indifferent and indifferent.

"What's the matter? Is there anything else?" Ying Yihan asked.

Breeze's bushy silkworm eyebrows frowned, and asked the question in his heart, "The prince really wants to let the southern general Xia Ziye go?"

At this moment, a messenger pigeon landed in front of the window sill shrouded in pale moonlight. Qingfeng stepped forward, took the letter from the pigeon's leg, and handed it to Ying Yihan respectfully.

Ying Yihan took the letter, unfolded it, glanced at it with cold and charming eyes, and then threw it into the burning fire beside him, "Do you think this king shouldn't let him go?"

"The subordinates dare not speculate on the meaning of the prince, but..." Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then continued. "It's just that the process of rescuing Xia Ziye was too smooth this time. I'm afraid there must be a conspiracy on the side of the prince. Moreover, Xia Ziye is not an idle person, and the reason why he was framed by the prince is because..."

Speaking of this, Qingfeng raised his eyes and glanced at Ying Yihan, but seeing that his expression was dignified and somewhat condensed, he took a deep breath and said. "A few days ago, the spies from the Southern Kingdom came with the latest news, saying that civil strife is also happening in the Southern Kingdom, and the Xia family, a family of generals, rebelled. If this is true, then letting Xia Ziye go back to the Southern Kingdom is undoubtedly letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and the Xia family will become emperor in the future. , The princess is still in the Northern Kingdom for a day, Xia Ziye will not let go easily, and will definitely become an enemy of the Northern Kingdom, please think again, my lord."

It's not that Ying Yihan didn't think about Qingfeng's words, it's just that...he promised Hua Rumo to spare Xia Ziye's life, if he backtracked, I'm afraid that stubborn woman in this life would never forgive him.

It wasn't until this moment that Ying Yihan realized that Hua Rumo had become more important to him than the mountains and rivers of the Northern Kingdom before he knew it.

Ying Yihan's big hands suddenly clenched tightly, and what couldn't get out of his mind was the red circles around the woman's eyes tonight.

Whether happy or angry, she has only others in her heart.

This kind of cognition made him almost go crazy with jealousy, whether it was Jingbai or Xia Ziye, he wanted to dig these people out of the woman's heart, and let her only care about him.

Ying Yihan stood up from the wheelchair, narrowed his star-like eyes, and said calmly. "It doesn't matter, what Ying Yixuan wants is the throne, and what I want is flowers like ink. As for Xia Ziye... the soldiers come to block, and the water comes to cover up."

After speaking, ignoring Qingfeng's surprised eyes, he actually walked out, and his tall and straight figure disappeared into the dark night like a whirlwind.

(End of this chapter)