My lord, your letter of divorce has been dropped

Chapter 82

With the eyes of the crowd watching the show, you still have to put on a show in front of others. Hua Rumo's struggling behavior can't be too obvious. The two of them come and go, getting closer and closer, so close that the man's black eyes are stained with scarlet , evil and insolent, with the smell of alcohol all over his body, his raging eyes gradually coincided with the masked man from that night.

At this time, the sound of saluting from the palace people came from behind, and Qingfeng was the first to stop her, with a face that looked like a crown of jade, showing a bit of vigilance and coldness. "What's up?"

The palace servants were obviously frightened by Qingfeng's cold aura, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, tremblingly speaking. "Your majesty... ask Prince Han to pay attention to his manners in public."

Hua Rumo's eyes were covered with mist, and she was even more ashamed and angry when she heard the palace man's words, but she also knew that it was not an appropriate time for an outbreak, the more she struggled, the more she seemed to be trying to get her, she slowly lowered her raised arms, obediently Leaning in Ying Yihan's arms, his breath is full of alcohol and sandalwood.

Then she saw that the corners of Ying Yihan's mouth were slightly bent, an emotion called a sigh seemed to flash across her eyes, the hands around her waist loosened, Hua Rumo straightened up slowly, raised her eyes to look at him, But seeing his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and when he opened them again, the cold light flashed and they returned to their original appearance, as if the person who lost control just now was not him.

The indifferent and cold gaze passed over the palace man, and his knees softened in fright and he knelt down, causing the people around him to look sideways again.It seems that no matter whether it is the former Leng Yan Wang or the current useless Han King, they all have the capital to be frightening.

Ying Yihan smiled sometimes because he was angry, Hua Rumo subconsciously tightened his sleeves, the gentle touch of his little hands came from the thin fabric, the woman's clear and cold gaze was full of shock and indifference , three points of comfort, and a trace of unexplainable emotions, the original irritable emotions seemed to be soothed under the warm palm of this hand.

He still can't resist the so-called father, it's not yet time.Moreover, he still has Hua Rumo to protect, if he goes too far, it will be difficult for the saint to explain...

After the palace servants left tremblingly, Hua Rumo picked up the fruit on the silver plate, bit her mouth to cover up her embarrassment and fragility, and raised her eyes to meet a pair of smiling eyes, those eyes were so pure that she had a moment of ecstasy. Feel ashamed.

Is this the tragedy of being a woman?Because of the disparity in strength and ability, he is restricted everywhere, even if he is reluctant, he can only accept it passively.

She can't belittle herself like this, she has to be strong, if she doesn't cherish herself, who will be willing to hold her in the palm of her hand.

He gritted his teeth, and when he raised his eyes again, the embarrassment and misery just now disappeared from his eyes, his petal-like fluorescent lips curled up with a calm arc, and he nodded to Ying Yichen as a response.

At this moment, the dancers on the central dance floor gradually dispersed after the dance, and some people at the banquet were already drunk. The children of rich families, princes and nobles were all sons and daughters, and they lost their sense of restraint when they played around. Several bold and famous ladies had already recommended themselves Perform, hoping to win the first prize at this kind of banquet.

Although Xian Wang Ying Yichen bears the name of "Hua Tai Sui", he has a free and easy personality, is unrestrained, addicted to gambling and lust, and there are many women in the palace, but he has not established a concubine for a long time. The king wanted to choose his concubine for his beloved youngest son.

When Hua Rumo was still in the Southern Kingdom, she had heard that the girls from the Northern Kingdom were good at playing the qin, and seeing her today was even more pleasing to the ear than the rumors, not to mention that most of the well-known and rich ladies were outstanding in appearance, good at singing and dancing, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Proficient in everything, many of them are elegant and fresh, and they even start to provoke their so-called thirteenth brothers in their hearts.

When there was a time pause, when the Crown Princess Yue Mengman stood up leisurely, today she was wearing a light blue long dress with off-the-shoulder pavement and a thin golden gown with light strands. A noble bun, a few jade-colored hairpins on the right side, and a few tassels hanging down make the whole person more agile and charming.

With a warm and dignified smile on his peach-like face, he bowed lightly to the emperor sitting high on the dragon chair, and spoke leisurely with a sweet and pleasant voice. "The concubine has always heard that women from the southern country are pure and good at dancing. Today, sister Rumo happens to be present. Why don't you invite her to dance for us, so that you can experience the culture of the southern country."

(End of this chapter)