My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 17

Hua Rumo stood still, her calm emotions met his scarlet eyes as she looked back, her heart could no longer be calm, and the misery entrenched in her heart like a poisonous snake, no matter how hard she tried to drive her away, she couldn't get rid of it.

Xia Ziye's slender and tall figure stood in the howling wind, letting the cold wind mess his black hair, in front of him was the yellow sand rising from the ancient road, rolling between them, the wanton flying petals connected into a sea, connecting the two Life is separated from both sides of the strait.

Her indifferent eyes closed slightly, and when she opened them again, there was an undercurrent surging inside.She knew that she had to face it sooner or later, and running away would not solve any problems at all. She originally wanted to sneak away while he was unconscious, but when she thought about it, who was Xia Ziye? Gao Qiang, seemingly gentle as jade, is actually extremely stubborn. If he is not allowed to give up, even if it is the ends of the earth, he will find the root cause.

Thinking of this, she collected herself and looked at Qingfeng, that man who was as cold as ice. "Guard Qingfeng, can I have a few words with General Xia alone?"

Qingfeng's tense and cold face did not loosen at all, and the eyes that looked at Xia Ziye were cold and piercing.The contest between masters was only for a moment. Since Xia Ziye appeared, he felt that his internal injuries were actually serious. However, after suffering such serious injuries, he can still breathe steadily, his tendons flow smoothly, and his steps are like the wind, which shows the strength of his martial arts. High, not below him.Even though he was seriously injured, if it was really a fight, he would not be fully sure of winning.

Thinking of this, he withdrew the murderous look in his eyes, and cupped his hands at Hua Rumo. "Wang Wangfei thinks twice before acting, the overall situation is the most important."

Hua Rumo was slightly taken aback, her impression of this cold-faced guard improved a bit.It's true that a strong general has no weak soldiers under his command, and this Lord Han must be a famous man who can cultivate such a clear-minded subordinate.

She nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with gratitude, and then walked towards Xia Ziye with small steps.

"Why did you come out like this? Your injury..." Her quiet eyes fell steadily on his lower abdomen, and a smear of blood overflowed from the layers of white bandages, blooming into lonely flowers.

Looking closer, today's Xia Ziye is extremely weak. He only wears a white single robe with a loose belt around his waist. His clothes are disheveled, revealing his hardcover chest. His wheat-colored and healthy skin is blue from the cold, but it doesn't affect his health at all. tolerance.He stood in front of her with an imposing manner, just like in memory.

"Tell me, none of this is true. Tell me, you are not Princess Aoyue. Tell me, you will not marry the Seventh Highness of the Northern Kingdom." Xia Ziye's deep voice trembled violently because of depression, and he looked at her coldly. Looking at the woman in front of him, his eyes were like torches, as if piercing her.

Most of the people present are proficient in martial arts, and they can clearly hear what they say through their internal strength.Everyone couldn't help being stunned for a moment, not knowing which play this was playing.It was widely rumored in the world that Princess Mingyue was in love with the third son of the Xia family. This pair of talented and beautiful women was a match made in heaven, and it was once a good story in the southern country.

But what I saw today, could it be that this jade-faced scholar has a different heart, and it is precisely this Princess Aoyue who is about to get married?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this Princess Aoyue is now the queen concubine of the once famous King Han in the North Kingdom, it is a trivial matter to provoke him, if it really escalates, it will inevitably become a state matter of the two countries.

The Nanguo group could not help but look sideways at the direction where the two were alone, with deep worry in their eyes.

Hua Rumo, who was always articulate, couldn't say a word at this time, and could only quietly watch the anger rising in his eyes, the sadness he was holding back, and the disintegration of his reason bit by bit. .

"Why didn't you speak? Why didn't you explain?" Xia Ziye ignored her injuries and stepped forward to press her tightly. Her big hands, as cold as ice, squeezed her wrists tightly and pulled her forward. Her footsteps were unsteady and she almost fell on the ground land.

She raised her eyes in a panic, and bumped into those deep eye sockets like a cold pool. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the air slowly condensed. She only felt her chest tighten, and even breathing became difficult.

It took her a long time to find her own voice. "As you can see, what do you want me to explain?"

Xia Ziye's body shook for a moment, bright red blood gushed out of his abdomen, and the tearing pain instantly overwhelmed his senses, but his eyes were still clear, and his fingers were still persistently holding the woman's catkin tightly. Ken let go.

The strength of his subordinates gradually increased, and the pinching hurt Hua Rumo.She frowned slightly, watching his blood-stained bandage without realizing it, biting her lip habitually, she said softly. "You are injured and not easy to get angry. Can you go back to recuperate first?"

Her gentle words, like the warm sun in winter, can bring you infinite warmth, but at this moment, Xia Ziye can't feel any warmth, the blood in his body condenses, and a biting cold wraps him. "I'm not injured, I'm dreaming, I didn't leave the Southland, it's all a dream."

He smiled wryly, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, the feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed him, and he was about to suffocate.

A line of clear tears overflowed from Hua Rumo's eyes, it must be that the wind was too strong, and the sand got into her eyes. "I'm sorry, I failed you, forget about me."

(End of this chapter)