My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 24

The beating candle light illuminated half of her ruddy face, her brows were like distant daisy, her eyes were clear, her thin lips were like blood, and her breath became weaker.But she persistently held the hand of the person in front of her, and the scorching temperature burned his cold heart along the fingertips.

The confused Hua Rumo only felt that her body was very hot, and her weak and boneless little hands seemed to grab the last straw. The cold touch relieved the temperature of her palms. , layer upon layer of water mist gathered up, thin lips parted slightly, words broken. "I'm sorry...Xia Ziye...don't leave me...forgive me..."

Because the tip of her tongue was injured, her soft voice escaped from the corner of her mouth and turned into a soft whisper.Even though it was not clear, Ying Yihan still sensitively grasped the word 'Xia Ziye', and suddenly a nameless anger surged up, he sensitively felt that it was a man's name.

With cold eyes narrowed, an invisible anger emanated from his body, and the pain in his heart was even worse. He tightened his grip on the woman's wrist and pulled her up mercilessly. "Hua Rumo, you really are a slut! Holding this king's hand, how dare you call someone else's name!"

At this moment, Hua Rumo couldn't feel any pain at all, the corners of her mouth were chanting intermittently, and a line of clear tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, hiding in her temples.Immediately, his eyes darkened and he fell into a coma.

Feeling the sudden relaxation of the strength in his hands, Ying Yihan didn't care about the pain coming from his chest. He felt panic for the first time in his life. He looked at the woman with closed eyes in a panic, and without thinking, he raised a burst of true energy to inject Her body maintains her life. "Flowers like ink! You open your eyes for this king!"

While he shouted anxiously, he secretly used his skills to extend her life.

Two figures walked in at the door, just in time to see this scene.

Qingfeng was slightly stunned, and quickly stepped forward, a rare worry appeared on his ice-cold face, "My lord, Ling Qianmo has arrived!"

A man named Ling Qianmo was dressed in plain white clothes with fluttering sleeves, holding a jade fractured fan with a picture of the distant mountains on it, the fan was gently shaken, and a faint scent of medicine wafted far away.

He stepped forward quickly, looked at Hua Rumo quietly with his clear eyes, an imperceptible strange color flashed across his eyes, stretched out his slender fingers, and wrapped a thin thread around the woman's wrist, and with the slight beating of the heart, the thin thread Followed by a slight trembling.

Ying Yi's cold and charming face was slightly pale, his eyes were not as fierce as before, he glanced at the woman on the bed lightly, and felt his throat was blocked, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"My lord!" Ling Qianmo and Qingfeng shouted in unison.

Ying Yihan took the handkerchief that Qingfeng handed over, and put one hand against his chest, his face distorted slightly due to the pain.He wiped the corner of his mouth vigorously, turned his eyes, and said coldly. "My king is fine, show her quickly."

Qingfeng froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

Ling Qianmo frowned slightly, and gently pinched the thin thread with his fingers, with a calm expression, but doubts in his heart.Since he was injured five years ago, the poison in Ying Yihan's body has not been resolved, so he should not use his internal force rashly, why is he so reckless today.

His eyes fell on the person on the bed again, and the doubts in his heart became even worse.How could Princess Aoyue of the Southern Kingdom look so similar to the girl in that painting?
Seeing Ling Qianmo withdraw the thin thread, Ying Yihan asked in a deep voice. "how is she?"

Even though he tried to hide his inner emotions, the clenched fists betrayed his panic.

A look of surprise flashed in Ling Qianmo's eyes, since he knew him, when had he ever seen him so nervous, and this person was a woman.Thinking, he smiled calmly, that smile was like a ray of breeze, within three feet, it was full of warmth.

"The concubine is weak and lost a lot of blood. She should have disappeared a quarter of an hour ago. Thanks to the zhenqi of the prince, her lifeline was sealed and her life was saved."

Hearing what he said, Ying Yihan heaved a sigh of relief. As soon as his tense nerves relaxed, he felt that the scene in front of him gradually became blurred. He waved his hand and signaled Qingfeng to push him back to rest. Only Ling Yue's busy figure was left in the room.

Three days later, Hua Rumo wakes up leisurely, and the first thing she sees is Jing Bai who is sleeping soundly lying beside the bed.

In the past three days, she has been guarding day and night, and Jingbai's delicate and moist face is now morbidly pale. In her sleep, she is very restless, her brows are deeply furrowed, and she is muttering to herself, as if caught in something. Dreams of fear.

Seeing her haggard face, Hua Rumo couldn't bear it, she just wanted to reach out to hook the windbreaker that was left unused, but Jingbai didn't want to sleep too lightly, she woke up with a start at the slightest sound.

"Princess! You're awake!" Jing Bai looked at Hua Rumo who had woken up, and screamed, tears rolled down from her red and swollen almond eyes like broken beads. "Am I dreaming? Are you really awake?"

Jingbai seemed unable to believe her eyes, and twisted her thigh fiercely, the tingling sensation caused her to yell. "Ah! It hurts! It's not a dream... It's not a dream..."

Hua Rumo watched her cry and laugh quietly, warming her heart.She opened her mouth, but no words came out, her tongue was still painful.

The master-servant friendship for many years has given her a tacit understanding between the two.

Jing Bai quickly ran to pour water, gently lifted Hua Rumo, and slowly sent the water into her mouth.

A rare smile appeared on Hua Rumo's pale face, she stretched out her hand to hold Jingbai's cold catkin tightly, signaling her not to worry, she was fine.

(End of this chapter)