My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 51

At this time, there was a sound of wheels rolling on the ground in the room, the movement was very slight, not as piercing as before, the fingertips just touched the silky bathrobe, and the next moment the bathrobe flew up and fell into a powerful body. big hands.

She was stunned for a moment, her dizzy brain getting heavier, she blinked her eyes, not sure if what she saw was a hallucination.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she inadvertently caught sight of a figure sitting in a wooden wheelchair, and she was startled. She hurriedly lowered her body, and panickedly covered it with floating petals.

"Wang, lord..." Xiumei frowned slightly, her fair cheeks were abnormally pink, her watery eyes were slightly swaying, she didn't know whether it was shame or anger, her tone was slightly cool with a hint of imperceptible annoyance, she took a deep breath, and calmed down. soundtrack. "The concubine is taking a bath, so I ask the prince to avoid it."

Ying Yihan's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he didn't hear her words, the wheelchair slowly came to the side of the bathtub.

Today, he is wearing a gold embroidered black-bottom official uniform, with a flying dragon totem embroidered on his chest, a black jade belt around his waist, making his figure even taller and slender, and a pair of black soap boots under his feet, his face is like a crown of jade, His sword eyebrows were drawn into his temples, his cold eyes were slightly narrowed, he lost a little of his usual casualness, and a little more of a natural domineering, making him appear more extraordinary and heroic.

For a moment, Hua Rumo was overwhelmed by his powerful aura, and actually felt surrendered.After a moment of distraction, her small chin was clenched, and her eyes fell into a handsome face with frosty brows, a wicked sneer at the corner of her mouth, and a deep and hoarse voice, as if she was suppressing some fiery passion. mood.

"My concubine is so courageous, I still need your permission to leave this king?"

Hua Rumo suddenly raised her eyes, her watery eyes were clear and rippling, touching his condensed gaze, her mind unconsciously recalled the bloody and brutal situation of the past few days, her clear eyes drooped slightly, her disgust and shock were suppressed, and she replied in a low voice. "I don't dare, it's just that I'm afraid of infecting the prince when I catch the wind and cold."

Be calm when things happen, don't rush or panic, don't panic when things change, speak eloquently, and follow the rules.

Ying Yihan's black eyes flickered slightly, and the woman under him lowered her eyes slightly, her thick eyelashes slightly curled up to block the originally quiet eyes, her pale face was glowing with an abnormal pink, her face was like a peach blossom and her lips were plump.The long wet hair fell down like satin, and he spoke humble words without any compromise, his face was still indifferent and his eyes were as bright as torches.

His eyes were getting darker, and he recalled inappropriately the situation on the wedding night when the silk robe was half covered and the fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, and those calm and breezy words rang in his ears.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart, and annoyance rose in Ying Yihan's heart. The eyes he looked at the woman became more and more condensed, and suddenly the strength of his hands increased, and he bent down.

A huge sense of oppression hit, Hua Rumo looked at his handsome face that was getting closer and closer, feeling cold in her heart, and subconsciously wanted to back away from him, but her back was already leaning against the side of the barrel and she could not retreat In desperation, the soft catkin raised her palm up and placed it between the two of them.

Ying Yihan's body temperature is much lower than that of ordinary people. Hua Rumo only thought it was because of the cold weather, but he didn't expect his lips to be so cold. , The slender and thin person was actually pulled out of the water by him.

The sudden coldness woke up the dazed Hua Rumo for half a minute, and she panickedly tried to fold her arms to cover her undressed body, her cheeks flushed with shame and anger, "Wang, lord, please respect yourself!"

Ying Yihan's eyes suddenly turned cold, he was stern and cruel, he tightened his wrists and palms, and made a joke. "This king is not in the mood to play hard-to-get tricks with you."

As soon as the words were finished, a big hand inserted into the wet hair, clasped the back of her head, and kissed her straight.

Hua Rumo couldn't breathe, her vision became more and more blurred, it seemed like a century had passed before the hot kiss was slowly pulled away.

Ying Yihan lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, panting coquettishly, his eyebrows were picturesque, his cheeks were morbidly pink, his eyebrows were lightly frowned, his eyes were dim, and he licked his lips unconsciously. With a faint smile, he is not a womanizer, and at this moment, he feels that he can't stop.

Hua Rumo sucked in a big mouthful of air, her eyes were full of fire, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and indignant when she saw the smile on his lips, and she raised her hand tremblingly, not knowing where she got the courage and strength from.

With a slap, he slapped Ying Yihan's face with shame and anger, and five clear fingers slowly appeared.The voice was neither loud nor low, just enough for everyone who was still waiting outside the door to see the joke to hear clearly.

Jingbai rushed to the door almost immediately, and when she was about to push the door and enter, a long sword with a scabbard was horizontally in front of her eyes, and she raised her eyes and bumped into a pair of cold and deep eyes.

"Without the order of the prince, no one is allowed to go in." Qingfeng frowned lightly, and there was also a trace of imperceptible worry on his condensed face, and he didn't know who it was for.

(End of this chapter)