My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 170

Hua Rumo didn't sleep peacefully, her small face was pressed against the pillow, her tender and fair skin was sunken deeply, and the exposed right side of her face was smooth and beautiful, which could be broken by blowing bombs, and three thousand pure black silks were scattered on the bedding like a waterfall On the face, the small face lined with morbid whiteness became paler and weaker, the thick eyelashes trembled slightly, the water eyes were closed, the bridge of the nose was slightly straight, and the petal-like light-colored thin lips below were bluish-white, so she was so weak It seems to disappear when you close your eyes.

No way, no way to let her disappear.

Those who have already crossed the lover's bridge last night will definitely be together.

Thinking of this, Ying Yi's cold and stern face showed a tangled look, mocking himself when he became so suspicious and worried about gain and loss, that he started to believe in those legends of ghosts and ghosts.

The appearance of Ling Qianmo hesitant to speak appeared in his mind again, as if he had something to say to him alone, his indifferent eyes fell on the woman's slightly furrowed eyebrows, and he couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to smooth her The pain between the eyebrows.

After a while, until the sound of the door being pushed open came from the outer room, Ying Yihan withdrew his hand as if waking up from a dream.

"My lord, this servant is here to wipe the princess's body." Jing Bai put the basin filled with water beside the bed, before he could react, he saw Ying Yihan put his hand into the basin, and the scalding water made him get an electric shock Withdrawing his hand like this, there was a faint anger between his brows.

Jingbai shuddered, and hurriedly bowed and explained. "My lord, calm down, the temperature of the water to wipe your body should be a little higher, especially now that the princess is having a high fever."

Ying Yihan showed embarrassment, but his side face was still tense, and his voice was deliberately lowered to express the embarrassment. "You stay on guard first, the king will come as soon as he goes."

After leaving the door, Ying Yihan walked towards the study room. Ling Qianmo had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw him walk in, he got up and saluted with fists in his hands.

Ying Yihan waved his hands casually, "Is there something strange about Hua Rumo's body?"

Ling Qianmo frowned, put away the folding fan in his hand, and answered truthfully. "Princess is too weak, and has been suffering from morning sickness, I'm afraid..."

Ying Yihan's eyes darkened a little, extremely cold, and the hands in his sleeves were unconsciously clenched, "Afraid of what?"

Ling Qianmo sighed and replied. "I'm afraid this child can't be kept. If he stays, the princess' life will be lost."

Ying Yi's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a rare serious look appeared on his stern face. Although he was trying his best to suppress his emotions, Ling Qianmo could still see the anguish and sadness that erupted in him in an instant.

However, it is related to Hua Rumo's life, so it cannot be sloppy.

Ling Qianmo unfolded the folding fan, and the usual warm smile on his face disappeared with the swing of the folding fan. After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and said. "My lord, I'd better discuss this matter with my concubine. After all, my health is important and I can have another child."

Ling Qianmo had never thought about whether this child was Ying Yihan's or not, but he had known him for several years, and he had never seen a woman so nervous before him.

Presumably, even if the child is not Ying Yihan's, he will decide whether or not the child will be born by Hua Rumo.

Maybe it's because of pregnancy, Hua Rumo has been feeling more and more lazy lately, getting up later in the morning, not to mention the high sun at noon, the warm halo scattered on the side of the room through the thin paper window. On the window sill overlooking the bonsai, a room full of ambiguous light condenses.

Hua Rumo struggled to open her water eyes, feeling a little pain in her lower abdomen, stretched out her hand to squeeze it hard, but thought that she was pregnant now, so she paused, not daring to act rashly.

Lie on the bed for a while, until the pain subsided a little, and then struggled to sit up, the little finger of the right hand felt being tightened again, and the crisp wind chimes rang in the ear, ding ding dong dong sounded into the ears, and looked down at the victim. Stretch out a little finger with a light imprint, the thin red line is winding and spreading all the way, one end is tied here, and the other end is tied to the tinkling wind chime.

The warm sunlight outside the window shines on the beads made of crystal glass, which sway gently due to the shaking, reflecting colorful colors, falling into the black ink eyes like spots of paint, showing a different kind of beauty.

Hua Rumo was a little taken aback, and didn't notice until Jing Bai pushed the door open.

Jingbai put down the wash water, took clothes from the screen to put on for her, looked at Hua Rumo's slightly pale face with distress, the scar on the left side has been basically smoothed, and it is not visible unless you look carefully.

Hua Rumo turned her eyes, and saw Jing Bai's mournful face, and a forced smile curled up at the corner of her mouth. "What's the matter? Weeping sourly early in the morning, could it be that Qingfeng bullied you?"

"Oh, princess!" When Qingfeng was mentioned, Jingbai was like a kitten whose tail had been trampled on, with two blushes floating on her cheeks, she stomped her feet anxiously. "You made fun of the slave again."

Hua Rumo looked at the girl's pure and lovely handsome appearance, and felt a little envious. Jing Bai had a simple mind, was easy to be happy, and would forget things in a blink of an eye.

In contrast, he seemed a little pitiful and senile, and it was impossible to go on like this.

She is as beautiful as ink, and she has always been a strong person.

Comforting myself like this, it seems that the momentary heartbeat and weakness were driven away, even the blurred vision became clear, and the lip line was stretched and smiled indifferently. "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Standing up with Jingbai's support, he took a towel soaked in hot water and gently wiped his cheeks. He glanced around with his nimble eyes, but he didn't see the familiar petite figure, and asked. "Hey, where's Dong'er? Why don't you see her?"

Jingbai took the towel and put it in the hot water. The slightly scalding water made her fingers uncomfortable, but she still washed it carefully and wrung it dry, then handed it to Hua Rumo, and replied. "Dong'er, I'm going to make you a decoction. Doctor Ling wrote another prescription, saying that it can nourish the body and help ease the miscarriage."

Hua Rumo touched her belly subconsciously and nodded.

Not long after, Jingbai summoned the red clothes and the green clothes to bring lunch, and Dong'er also came back from the dining room, and brought the boiled potion, a strong bitter smell came over his face as soon as he entered the door, and the flowers were like ink on an elegant little face Suddenly collapsed.

"My health is pretty good, so I don't need to drink medicine." Hua Rumo's black eyes, like glass, glanced at the dark concoction, Yanyue's eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and her hands clenched into fists enemy.

When Ying Yihan entered the door, what he saw was this dainty appearance.

Suddenly, his heart thumped in pain, and his sight was filled with the woman's terrified face.

"How can you not take the medicine! Doctor Ling said that the medicine must be taken on time..."

Jingbai was still chattering, Dong'er quickly gave her a hand, caught a glimpse of the tall and tall figure out of the corner of her eye, and hurriedly bowed her body. "The servant has seen the prince, and greets the prince."

(End of this chapter)