My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 81

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Ji Ling, who was dignified and noble, always smiling kindly, her beautiful eyes carefully concealed her emotions, and when Ying Yichen stepped forward to salute, she nodded slightly with a smile on her face.

Ying Yichen sits on the left hand side of the Northern Kingdom's Holy Majesty, even higher than Ying Yihan who once conquered half the sky in the Northern Kingdom.

The night is hazy, thick ink is pouring into the water, a silver moon is hanging high on the ink-stained horizon, the colorful lanterns on the colorful ancient trees outside the temple are brightly lit, the evening wind is floating, and the leaves are lingering and dancing.

In the blink of an eye, halfway through, after drinking for three rounds, the people in the hall were a little drunk, Jiuhan's face was blushing silently, already feeling happy.

In some respects, Hua Rumo still admires Ying Yihan very much, his cold eyes are calm and unwavering, watching the two brothers who are still alive in this world happily communicate with his mother and concubine, his peerless face is unexpectedly Not showing too much emotion.

He just looked at it lightly, not knowing where his eyes fell leisurely.

This is the first time that Hua Rumo saw Concubine Wan, the mother of Ying Yichen, who was rumored to be the most talented woman in the Northern Kingdom and the thirteenth prince.Different from the gentle and dignified Empress Ji Ling, Concubine Wan's expression looked a bit cold and unsmiling, her eyes were like a pool of clear springs with a trickle of water, the waves in her eyes were slightly condensed, with vast waves, looking forward and looking bright, clear and translucent like ink.

The snow-white long skirt covered the floor with ripples, and her calm posture was calm and unhurried. Compared with Ji Ling, she lacked the majesty and peace of the world, and more of the aloof and independent indifference.

When it comes to interesting things, Concubine Wan's mouth is slightly curved into a seemingly invisible arc, while Ying Yichen beside her is laughing out loud, his smile is handsome and not ugly, this kind of mother-child interaction is as beautiful as ink They are all a little envious, let alone Ying Yihan whose mother and concubine have passed away long ago.

Hua Rumo took a bite of the shortbread, the taste was very good and sweet in the mouth, but for some reason her throat was sore, she covered her lips in discomfort and retched.

Yingyi's cold eyes were slightly condensed, he reacted one step earlier than Jingbai, stretched out his hand to caress his back, probably because of drinking, his voice sounded sweet and hoarse, not as deep and cold as before. "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

After finishing speaking, both of them were taken aback.

Ying Yihan's sword-brows were lightly condensed, an awkward dark light slipped across his cold and charming eyes, the warm and soft touch under his slender fingers made him dazed for a moment until Hua Rumo turned sideways and dodged slightly before returning to his senses . "My lord, don't worry, my concubine is fine."

To him, she is always indifferent, alienated, and always smiles when she treats others, looking forward to drifting away.She knew that in order to protect her and protect her, he took great pains, and even used the power of the inner disciples.

His heart began to ache again, his big hands were subconsciously clenched, his condensed eyes faintly burst into anger, and with a little force, his frail and boneless body fell into his embrace, Hua Rumo's eyes froze, trying to struggle with the strength in his waist It hurts.

He raised his eyes, looked into a pair of angry cold eyes, and exhaled like blue. "My lord, you are drunk, let go..."

Ying Yihan frowned slightly, showing displeasure on his face, with a hint of drunkenness in his demeanor, leaning close to bowing his head and whispering, with a hint of provocation and irresistible overbearing in his tone. "I won't let you go, so what about you?"

Hua Rumo's face turned sickly white because of nausea, and he clenched his hands unconsciously. The two of them were sitting in a conspicuous position on the high platform, but in the eyes of everyone around them, it looked more like they were flirting in full view.

The busybodies are already talking about it.

"I heard that King Han's concubine is a woman from the southern country. She is delicate and charming, and she is good at bedtime. No wonder King Han is not willing to divorce her even if she is cheating on her."

"Haven't you heard? The wedding night and the night battle with five men have already spread among the people."

"Eh? Really? It looks soft and soft, I can't think of it being so lewd."

This scene fell into the eyes of Beiguo Shengshang, who was sitting in a wheelchair and listening to Concubine Wan with a smile. His sharp eyes pierced through the misty haze of feasting and feasting, and shot straight at Ying Yihan, who was seven percent similar in appearance to him, coldly He summoned the palace servants around him with a flick of his sleeve, and then glanced annoyedly.

The original good mood was ruined by this ignorant man.If he shouldn't have been left in the first place...

There was a murderous look in the gloomy eyes.

(End of this chapter)