Pregnant concubine divorces her husband: Concubine Ai withdraws the divorce letter

Chapter 33

Confused, Yan Yeling turned around and handed the things to Mo Yan. Mo Yan turned Jade Guanyin in two and put them in his arms: "It is indeed ours. It seems that we are in trouble."

Yan Yeling shook his head, this banquet was not a good one, and now his things have been returned, although his excuse is very tactful, but the reason is the same.

"My lord, don't we really have no chance?" Mo Yan's voice came over.

Yan Yeling thought of He Lianyu's performance at the banquet, he was clearly very neutral, he didn't want to offend anyone, and he didn't agree to anyone.At that time, he was not too depressed, but now he did this thing again, which caused Yan Yeling a headache.

Lost it by yourself?

It was clearly given to him, how could it be lost by oneself?

Is there something wrong with the gift that day?

Impossible, he trusted Mo Yan as much as he believed in himself.And since he gave Mo Yan this gift, they never separated again until they arrived at the General's Mansion, even if he really wanted to exchange it, he had no chance.

But he actually said that he didn't spend much money to buy it, and when he mentioned that night, he even said it was very interesting, this General He is really unpredictable.

Yan Yeling patted his forehead, he felt a headache, probably because he drank too much wine tonight.

Seeing that the prince did not reply to his words, Mo Yan raised his hand and asked the bearer to pick up the sedan chair.

Yan Yeling leaned against the sedan chair and closed his eyes.

Most of the lights in the palace had been turned off, and everything seemed so quiet. Because Yan Yeling was late, he didn't go to the study, and walked directly to his own yard.

After entering the courtyard, his footsteps began to stagger a little. After all, he had drunk a lot of wine. He held onto the door frame to stabilize his mind. After hiding, a pillow hit the door behind him, rolled a few times on the ground, and fell down the steps. The sudden incident made Yan Yeling, who was drunk too much, unable to react, his eyes were still following the rolled He kept pillowing, but felt that his belt was pulled from behind suddenly, and his body was also dragged into the room.

He looked back, the lights in the room were dim and dim, and he only saw a vague long-haired woman, holding on to his belt, with great strength, he grabbed the table with his hands, stopped his backward steps, and struggled , twisted and broke free.

Unexpectedly, before he could catch his breath, another piece of clothing was thrown in front of him, who belonged to it, like a dark cloud covering the top, Yan Yeling flashed to the side, the clothing was thrown on the candle behind him, and the light went out all of a sudden , being so frightened, Yan Yeling almost woke up from alcohol, could there be an assassin?

No, there is no such a stupid assassin, it's completely nonsense, although the strength is great, but the breathing is rapid, the breath is very messy, and there is no kung fu at all.

There are no rules yet, but it seems that there are more lunatics.

"Who are you?" Yan Yeling finally recovered his language function and shouted.

"Don't run, come here!" A woman's voice was charming, but she couldn't tell who it was, but there should not be any woman in this mansion who dared to run into her own room and go crazy.

It must not be Fei Ningxiang, unless she is dying.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a crackling sound. It was the sound of the porcelain cup falling to the ground and shattering, then the chair fell, and then there was a bang, the sound of people falling to the ground, probably the lunatic himself After falling, he suddenly wanted to laugh, what kind of situation is this, he has never experienced it before, he was attacked by a lunatic, and he was not laughed to death when it spread.

There was so much noise in this room, a guard shouted outside the door: "My lord, are you all right? But do you need a subordinate?"

Yan Yeling suddenly thought of a possibility, it is impossible for outsiders to enter the mansion, the woman in the mansion can only be her!

Thinking of the way she rejected him, he still finds it interesting now, what kind of tricks is she playing with him now?
He actually had some expectations.

"My lord, my lord?" Mo Yan's voice came, and he pushed the door open, Yan Yeling happened to be at the door, Mo Yan asked, "My lord, what happened?"

This is the female voice coming from the ground: "My lord~~~ Don't go, come here to accompany me..."

Mo Yan was taken aback, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, Yan Yeling said: "I'm fine, you guys retreat. Don't worry about me making any noise."

Hearing such a charming voice, Mo Yan understood, and waved his hands behind him: "You all rest, you don't need to come in again."

After speaking, he left and closed the courtyard door.

"I hate it, little boy, don't run away..." The woman's voice was vague.

good boy?
Yan Yeling also felt a bit of a headache, it was a word that he didn't even use, how did it appear in her mouth, judging from her articulateness, I'm afraid it was because of drinking.

He sighed, she became more and more courageous, afraid that she was used to her.

Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly smelled a burnt smell, and then sparks rose from a corner of the ground, and the flames slowly jumped up, and the piece of clothing that was pressed against the candle just now caught fire.

By the light of the fire, he found that the woman was not afraid. She sat on the ground with her hair disheveled. She tilted her head and looked at the flames with a smile. Twice, did not get up.

Yan Yeling rushed forward in three or two steps, picked up a corner, dragged the burning clothes, and threw them outside. The clothes burned more vigorously on the steps, half of the courtyard was suddenly illuminated, and he could see clearly, That's not clothes, but a bed, how did she tear it off?
When he turned around, he was startled. The princess was standing beside him, also attracted by the flames. Looking at the flames jumping on the ground, she grinned: "It's beautiful, it's beautiful..."

Under the reflection of the flames, her small face turned yin and yang, paired with misty eyes and half-pout pink lips, adding a bit of charm and ghostliness.

The flames gradually weakened. Seeing this, Chu Li started to untie his coat, took it off two or three times, flung it, and threw it on the fire. The tongue of fire rolled it up, emitting a blue flame, accompanied by a burst of flames. Clear smoke, rolled with fresh ashes, rises up...

"Hehe..." Chu Li clapped his hands, tilted his head to look at Yan Yeling, blinked his eyes a few times in bewilderment, raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly rushed forward...

Yan Yeling hid to the side, Chuli threw herself on the door, she made a dissatisfied sound, then turned to look for him again.

Yan Yeling had already walked into the house, he couldn't smell her alcohol in the darkness, she was so sober at that moment just now, now it's the other way around, trying to tease the king?
But something was wrong with her.

Could it be that she is insane?

"Wait, what do you want to do?" Yan Yeling's voice came from the darkness, with obvious displeasure.

"Hate it, I want to take you down... Man, don't hide."

She said it so bluntly.

What's even more frightening is that the soft voice can melt people's bones.

Yan Yeling was taken aback by her voice, even when Fei Ningxiang's voice was the most charming, it was not as overwhelming as she is now.

Just what's wrong?
"Where are you? I'm so hot..." Xixi's voice sounded like she was taking off her clothes.

She took off her outer shirt just now, but now she should be taking off her water pants, Yan Yeling swallowed suddenly when he thought of this, she is his woman, and she is also the person the prince placed beside him. I wanted to kill her, and kept her until now, just wanted to see what kind of conspiracy they were up to, how they wanted to frame me, but I didn't expect that she didn't do anything, but just treated him coldly, so enthusiastic at the moment, there must be something wrong .

Yan Yeling turned around and lit the oil lamp.

(End of this chapter)