My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 56

Hua Rumo curled the corners of her mouth, nodded slightly, and watched the figures of the two sink into the darkness, raised her eyes to look at the night sky, the night was full of stars, it was quite peaceful, the cool wind blowing her face made her a little awake.

Looking at the crescent moon hanging on the upturned branch, the silvery moonlight was shining brightly, and the sudden desolation made her feel sad and lonely like "raising her head to invite the bright moon, bowing her head to think of her hometown".

She sighed, closed the door lightly, sat down at the table, picked up the novel and started to read.

She hadn't finished reading this novel, but Angel's spoiler aroused her interest just now—how Mrs. Xu's husband framed her.

The wind outside the house whizzed by, the abandoned wooden house shivered in the wind, and the old window paper made a trembling sound.A silver candle was lit in the room, the silver wax oil fell slowly, the bright dark light was mottled and drifted away, hitting the beautiful and charming face of Hua Rumo, the curly thick eyelashes trembled slightly, blocking the originally quiet scene. Eyes, small bridge of nose are exquisite and clear, petal-thin lips like wind and moon.

Her slender fingers were white and delicate, perhaps because of the cold, the knuckles were a little red and swollen, but she caressed the scroll lightly, her expression focused and serious, and her brows unconsciously frowned when she saw something.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the cold wind broke through the door, rushing into the house with a chilling atmosphere, and startled the woman who was concentrating on her study.

Hua Rumo frowned slightly, shivering suddenly, she was the only one in the room at the moment.Slowly got up, came to the door and gently closed the door.The light in his eyes turned, and his gaze was calm and calm. An elongated figure swaying on the floor came into his sight. The tall and straight figure should be a man.

Hua Rumo was stunned, her slender fingertips curled slightly, trembling slightly, she turned around suddenly to look at the unexpected guest.

The visitor was dressed in dark night clothes, outlining a slender and tall figure, with a belt around his waist. The seemingly thin figure actually concealed the posture of a dragon, with a familiar silver mask covering most of his face. All that remains is the perfectly lined, stern, taut jaw.

When the four eyes met, she recognized the identity of the visitor.

She was terrified, and he was sad.

She was at a loss, and he was filled with sorrow and joy.

The pupils of the pupils, which are as flowery and black as lacquer, are slightly enlarged, the water eyes are misty, and a crack seems to appear on the calm and calm face. The fingers in the sleeves are slowly tightened, and then tightened until the flat nails sink into the flesh. Tell her this is reality.

She thought she was hallucinating because she was drunk, but she didn't expect that the man buried in her heart was actually standing in front of her.

It seems like a long time, and it seems like just a blink of an eye.

"Why are you still in the North Country? Didn't the team that sent you off have already returned to the country?" Hua Rumo thought that Xia Ziye would never want to see her again because of the cruel words that day, but she didn't expect to sneak into the palace at this moment .

"I can't bear to leave you here alone." Xia Ziye's voice sounded calm, slightly hoarse, but had a special charm.

Hua Rumo felt that she was really a little drunk at this moment, and she wanted to throw herself into the man's arms and cry loudly, telling her tenderness.

However, she can't.

Today, she is no longer the pure and innocent princess of the Southern Kingdom Lenggong, but a married wife who has been bullied by people who have never masked her face.

Putting all these aside, Ying Yihan's words in Fengqi Palace that day fully demonstrated that even if his legs were disabled, even if he was sitting in a wheelchair, even if he was just a emptied prince, he was still Calm and wise, with a well-thought-out strategy, his wanton arrogance is incomparable to others.

Xia Ziye didn't know what she was thinking, so he walked to the table and sat down, casually picked up the book and glanced at it, then raised his eyes to look at the woman with a dull expression, even with a half-covered mask, Hua Rumo could still see Seeing that he was smiling, his starry eyes were shining like torches, gentle and elegant.

There is a faint aroma of wine in the air, sultry and disturbing.

He smiled and shook his head, memories flashed in his eyes. "I actually learned to drink, but my habit of reading books has not changed."

Hua Rumo bit her lips tightly, and with the last sliver of rationality left, she forced herself to suppress the tears that wanted to burst into her eyes, and it took a while to find her own voice. "Xia Ziye, Beiguo is not the place for you to stay, you should go back quickly..."

She pretended to be calm and took two steps, and stopped in front of the table, wringing the catkin roots and jade fingers in her sleeves uneasily, not daring to meet his eyes for a moment.

Xia Ziye curled his mouth and pulled a firm smile, looking at the woman with eyes as bright as stars. "Rumo, I will take you back to the southern country together."

The next day, the sky turned pale.

Hua Rumo woke up from a dream, stared at the white curtain above her head in a daze for a while, and then woke up faintly, her head was a little foggy, and she couldn't remember what happened last night for a while.

She seemed to be dreaming of Xia Ziye.

Thinking of this, he slowly put on his outer shirt, and his gaze fell on a piece of wrinkled rice paper at his feet, which had obviously been rearranged and glued. Although the paper was messy and torn, the handwriting on it was still as clear as before.

——Rumo, my love.

(End of this chapter)