My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 201

Hua Rumo couldn't believe her eyes, the tall and straight figure standing beside the bed was the man she was thinking about day and night.

Qingling's water eyes widened, and the clean and clear black eyes reflected the man's condensed and handsome face as if cut by a knife. A black brocade robe outlined a nearly perfect figure, and a saber was tied around his waist. The sword tassels embroidered with thin thread showed a different kind of brilliance under the dark silver light.

Subconsciously clenched her lips, a tingling sensation hit her, and she realized that it was not a dream.

Dazed for a moment, the small and delicate chin was pinched, and the deliberately lowered voice had an indescribable charm, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to hurt yourself without my consent?"

Ying Yihan's deep and cold eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the delicate and delicate face in his palm, and the silky and delicate touch of his fingertips made him unable to move his hand away for a while.

Hua Rumo felt her lips, which were covered with thick calluses, being gently touched, her thin lips trembled slightly, and it took her a long time to find her own voice. "How did you come?"

Yingyi's cold black eyes showed a rare gentleness, he came to the bedside and sat down, the smell of dust blowing towards his face indicated that this person had just rushed over.

The frontier is windy and dusty, and the living conditions are difficult, and they often have to lead troops to fight, life and death hang by a thread.

Even though Hua Rumo was still in the palace, Hua Rumo could often hear news from the frontier about his dominance on the battlefield, knowing that he was brave and invincible, brave and good at fighting, but he was still faintly worried.

This has nothing to do with the man's strength, but simply worrying about his husband.

Ying Yihan stared at this picture that was always indifferent, except for the surprise that flashed past in his vivid and clear eyes just now, now he carefully collected his mood and looked at him calmly.

Ying Yihan suddenly felt frustrated, compared to him who treated him indifferently, he was like a young boy who had just begun to fall in love, who panicked when he couldn't see him for a while.

"If this king doesn't come, my princess will marry someone else."

Hua Rumo's eyes were startled, even though she knew it was just a joke, she still felt wronged in her heart, her nose was sour, her nimble eyes were misted, she wanted to bite her lip subconsciously, her small chin was squeezed hard, her small mouth Forced to open, a gloomy white mark was left on the delicate thin lips.

"Sorry, I'm late." Ying Yihan hardly said anything to comfort others, and his cold voice sounded particularly awkward at this moment.

Hua Rumo couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but deliberately put on a straight face, turned her head, her smooth cheeks avoided the big hands that were pinching her, and said in a cold voice. "Since I know I'm late, I'm ashamed to apologize. If the apology is useful, what do you need the yamen and the government for?"

Ying Yihan was slightly taken aback, the memory of Hua Rumo is always cold and indifferent, and now he is pretending to be angry and handsome, there is an indescribable charm in his eyes, making people want to hug him Take good care of it in your arms.

Thinking like this, he stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms. Originally, the woman would resist, but she obeyed and let him break her shoulders and hold her in his arms. "God knows how much I want to come back to find you, but the enemy is at the front, and the frontier is in a hurry. I thought the fourth brother..."

Hua Rumo raised her eyes to look at Ying Yihan, and bumped into those slightly narrowed cold black eyes, and continued his words. "Do you think the fourth brother will put the overall situation first, and won't take advantage of this time to attack you?"

Ying Yihan frowned tightly, thinking that Hua Rumo was blaming him, even though he had made perfect preparations before leaving, he did not expect that something would happen. "Sorry, Rumo."

After all, Hua Rumo couldn't hold back her laughter, she rubbed her arms in her arms, leaned against the man's chest and listened quietly to the strong heartbeat inside, her nervous heart was calmed down in the past few days.

More or less, I still have lingering fears about Ying Yichen's question to her.

Ying Yihan was going to become king sooner or later, a man who wanted to conquer the world, if he became emperor, what would she do and where would she be placed, who was destined not to be queen.

Hua Rumo knew that Ying Yixuan was playing a dangerous game. If he won, he could get rid of Ying Yihan and get her. If he lost, Ying Yihan would become king, and then the relationship between them would become extremely difficult. After all, the common people will not see who is right and who is wrong, nor will they think that this is a normal dispute between the princes, they will only think that it is her who caused the trouble between the brothers.

But now, Ying Yihan risked his life and sneaked into the palace alone. He must have kept this matter from the people around him, otherwise he was as powerful as him, and the people around him would definitely not allow him to act rashly.

The flowers are like ink and the eyes are full of water, smoothing the black silk on the shoulders, shaking his head. "It doesn't matter. Today, I'm already mentally prepared."

Ying Yihan's eyes were slightly dazed, and he lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms who was smiling at him.

It seems to be thinner, the small face is more and more attractive, the water eyes are clear and glazed, and the black hair dyed with ink is casually scattered, across the shoulders and falls on the plain white shirt, like a splashed ink landscape painting, indescribably elegant and gentle .

(End of this chapter)