My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 25

After another three days, Hua Rumo's body gradually recovered, and she was able to walk on the ground.

During the few days she was lying in bed, she had never seen Ying Yihan show up. He was injured so badly that he almost became dumb, but he ignored him. This made Hua Rumo clearly know that she has no status in this palace. Life and death depend on the mood of that person.If she wanted to survive under that person's nose, she had to learn to be careful in her words and deeds.

After staying in bed for a long time, I can't help but feel a little boring.On this day, Hua Rumo woke up early in the morning, and after washing up, she and Jing Bai went out.

Today, she has no makeup on, her sickly face is white from long-term illness, which is in stark contrast to the blooming flowers in the garden, her indifferent eyes are clear and clean, as if washed by spring water, clear and flawless, the petals A little thinner like lips, giving people a sense of elegance and ethereal.

There was a look of worry on Jingbai's face, he hesitated to speak, looked at the master who was in good spirits and recovered, and swallowed what he wanted to say.

On the second day after the marriage, rumors spread in the market that the crippled Prince Han married a flirtatious woman, and slept with five men on the night of the bridal chamber, and the prince was the wife who visited the palace at night to steal his younger brother.For a time, the word "Hua Rumo" became the most frequently heard name in the mouths of the common people, and also became synonymous with sluts.The rumors started out of nowhere and intensified, and Princess Han's reputation became worse and worse as the common people talked about it.There are even people with ulterior motives who speak sharply and point out that the present prince's behavior is bad and his conduct is extremely bad.The scattered hearts of the people gradually gathered, and began to lean towards the pitiful Seventh Prince, Ying Yihan.

That's all, it's rare to be confused, it's rare to be confused.

Along the way, Hua Rumo truly felt the vastness of the palace, the extravagant and luxurious decoration, but the unique taste. If it were to be placed in the 21st century, it would not be inferior to the Summer Palace, Yuanmingyuan and other places.The three floors of gardens are nested inside each other. There is a small courtyard within the large courtyard, and there is a cave behind the small courtyard. There are many landscapes and flower ponds, except that there are few people.

Walking through a stone promenade, you can see an extremely wide lake in front of you. There are blooming hibiscus flowers on the surface of the lake.

In the hot summer and the month after the rain, the flowers returning in spring are lonely; the pond is full of plain red and green, and the jade beads fall when the wind blows.

Hibiscus blooms in summer, but I didn't expect it to bloom here in spring.

Thoughts flew to a night three years ago, when the hibiscus flowers in the pond were in full bloom. The sudden appearance of Xia Ziye broke her heart like still water, and when he stood in front of her imposingly, her heart was disturbed. Like the hibiscus in full bloom in this pond, the flowering period has arrived, and it is in full bloom.

His eyes drooped, a wry smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and a sigh overflowed from the corner of his mouth.Tao is the most impermanent thing in the world. There is no way to say that things are impermanent. If I laugh at impermanence today, people will laugh at me as an idiot in the future.

She was still thinking, but her eyes were attracted by Jing Bai who was taking off her shoes and socks, and she couldn't help asking in surprise. "Jingbai, what are you doing?"

Today's Jingbai is dressed in plain white just like her, her delicate face is facing the sky, her lips are red and her teeth are white, just like the hibiscus flowers in this pond, she is delicate but not artificial.

"This hibiscus blooms so beautifully, I will pick it up for you." As she said that, she was about to take off her shoes and socks, but she heard Hua Rumo laugh out loud.She looked back suspiciously, looked at the smiling master, frowned slightly, and asked in dissatisfaction. "What are you laughing at?"

In a rare good mood, Hua Rumo hurriedly pulled her over, walked to the lake, picked up the withered vines at her feet, plunged one end into the water, and held the other end in her hands, the withered vines went down slowly, and it took a while to reach the bottom.

"My concubine always teaches us to think twice before acting. Your recklessness will kill you sooner or later." She poked Jingbai's forehead and said with a joke. "The water is very deep, you can go down without showing your head. If you drown, I won't save you."

"This... this... so deep." Jing Bai's fighting spirit just now was suppressed by this withered vine, she took a step back and said with a clever smile. "Then... that slave will not go down."

"You, don't use your brain in everything." Hua Rumo was amused by her cute little expression, covered her lips and smiled lightly.

"Slaves, don't use your brains. With the concubine here, Jingbai won't suffer." Jingbai raised her chin in an air, like a victorious little rooster.She grew up with flowers like ink since she was a child, her beauty and heart, others don't understand, but she understands.

Hua Rumo couldn't help rolling her eyes, pushed her, and said softly. "Seeing that the sun is high, it's almost noon. Let's go, let's have dinner."

"That's right! Food is the paramount necessity of the people. If you don't mention it, I won't feel it. If you mention it, I'm really hungry." Jing Bai smiled brightly, followed Hua Rumo, and the two of them came together Slowly approaching from a distance, the hibiscus in a mess, disturbed the indifferent mind.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the indifferent eyes of the two followed the woman's beautiful figure all the way.

The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Yingyi's cold and charming face is still an eternal glacier, and his black pupils are as cold as ice.The sun was shining, and the wooden pillar blocked half of his face, and he couldn't see any emotion, but he could only see that he was in a good mood at the moment from the slightly hooked corner of his mouth.

Standing behind him was Qingfeng, leaning against the wall, with a rare smile on his paralyzed face.The temperament of the master and servant, should we say that they are broad-minded, or that they have no brains?When you are in trouble, you don't know it, but you are happy.

I am afraid that there are only these two people who can do it in this world.

(End of this chapter)