My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 190

Yao Ye is a member of the Demonic Way, and even Hua Rumo, a princess who doesn't leave the door and never leaves the door, has heard of it. There are too many rumors about him in the world, such as three-headed and six-armed, thick-backed, bearded and eagle-eyed...

Looking at this neutral-looking man in front of him, it is difficult to connect with those bloody and murderous rumors.

"You are not afraid of me." Yao Ye sat down on the chair and looked at her with narrowed phoenix eyes.

"What are you afraid of? You are not interested in me, a little girl, and you are too lazy to kill me." For this person, she has a kind of trust from the bottom of her heart, and she doesn't know why she is not afraid of him.

"In today's world, you and her are the only ones who can say such things..." Yao Ye's voice was so soft that the last word was hard to hear.

"Want to drink?" Yao Ye poured wine for herself.

"Drink." Hua Rumo took the jug and poured himself a glass.

Yao Ye couldn't help laughing, and said with emotion. "It's no wonder that Ying Yihan likes you. You are indeed different. You have such an alluring handsome appearance that even the real deity wants to fall in love with you."

The words were meant to be teasing, but Hua Rumo was not annoyed, took a sip of wine, and said. "If the leader wants to ask Ru Mo anything, Ru Mo Ding will know everything and say everything."

Yaoye put down her wine glass and looked at her. "Your mother and concubine are from the South?"

Hua Rumo was slightly taken aback, looking at Yao Ye with a bit of surprise in his eyes, as if he vaguely remembered that someone had asked her this way, it was Ling Qianmo, and Ling Qianmo had also asked her this way.

Hua Rumo nodded first, then shook his head.

She really didn't know whether her mother and concubine were from the southern country, but she was in the southern country when she opened her eyes.

Can only be truthful. "I'm not sure, but I have been living in the Southland since I was six years old and have memories."

"Since the age of six..." Yaoye murmured, not knowing if she read it wrong, but there was a bit of sadness in her eyes.

Counting with fingers, the woman has been hiding from him for 12 years.

"Forget it, don't mention this, do you know the rhythm?" Yao Ye didn't know what happened to him today, since the woman betrayed the Yue Sect and wandered around the world 12 years ago, he, who should have been crazy and became a demon, calmed down. Began to get tired of killing and gore, and began to recall the days when the two lived as ordinary people.

Sometimes, he often wondered, if she hadn't insisted on going her own way at the beginning, and must have caused a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, killing with all her hands, would she not have resolutely left him.

When she left, she was still pregnant. If she could give birth, she would be a woman as beautiful as Hua Rumo.

"Understand a little." Hua Rumo took another sip of wine, but the wine glass in her hand was snatched by Yao Ye.

"Little girl, drink less of these things. Could it be that Ying Yihan treats you badly and uses alcohol to relieve your worries?" While speaking, Yaoye had already lifted the curtain, sat down on the edge of the Guqin, and began to play it.

The sound of the piano is curling, endlessly lingering in the ears, and the lingering sound is winding, full of nature and emotion.

Sometimes it is as high-pitched as a rushing river, and sometimes it is as slow as a trickling stream. His piano skills are very good. The strings fluctuate with his fingertips, making melodious sounds, as if he is tapping on the heart of flowers like ink.

The nimble clear eyes enlarged unconsciously, and the eyes that looked at Yao Ye were filled with astonishment.

This song is...

At the end of the song, through the curtain, Yao Ye looked at the woman sitting at the table with tears in her eyes.Before he sat down, his sleeves were pulled.

"How do you know how to play this piece of music?" Hua Rumo raised her eyes, looking at him with eyes like lake light and water color.

"What?" Seeing the tears on the face that was [-]% similar to that in memory, Yaoye felt very irritable for no reason, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, the hot touch reminded him of the woman's teary eyes.

"This piece of music was made by my concubine mother. Could it be that you..." Hua Rumo looked at him in amazement, recalling that one day when she walked into her concubine's room without knocking, what she saw was a man dressed in red. Picture of handsome man sitting by the lake and playing the piano.

Yao Ye's slightly narrowed phoenix eyes widened, like dark tides surging in her eyes, because the woman's words stirred up thousands of feet of waves, as smart as him, she immediately understood, and a wry smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth. "So that's how it is. She hid in the Southern Palace. I said I couldn't find her no matter how hard I searched..."

Hua Rumo's tears could not stop flowing down her cheeks, as if some things could be connected.

Although her mother and concubine are indifferent, there is no woman who treats her husband indifferently. She has never seen in the eyes of her mother and concubine that she has the slightest affection for the Lord of the Southern Kingdom. Even though her face is disfigured, she can still be calm and unhurried. That extraordinary state of mind is not possessed by ordinary women. It must be the calmness that has been accumulated over the years after experiencing strong winds and waves.

"Hua Rumo, I always thought your name was Xiaoyue." Yao Ye looked at Hua Rumo, she wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know how to say it.

Xiaoyue, it turns out that her name was really Xiaoyue...

Hua Rumo looked up at Yao Ye, not knowing what to say, the two of them remained silent for a long time before opening their mouth in a low voice. "You're my father, aren't you?"

Yao Ye smiled wryly and nodded.

(End of this chapter)