After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 147 Does she not want to come?
Yan Yunlin scratched his head, exchanged pleasantries with Su Jiuer, and went back first.

After all, his elder brother has a cold face now, and he doesn't dare to go up to say hello, what if his elder brother asks him to copy books again.

Yan Yunxiao walked back to the Yinhua Palace, while Su Jiuer went back to his Fuyang Palace.

After all, Yan Yunxiao walked so fast, and there were so many concubines in the harem behind him, leaving her behind and ignoring her, Su Jiu'er couldn't squeeze her around even if she wanted to chase her.

So she hesitated for a while, and said in her heart that she should let him be quiet for a while.

She will go to the Yinhua Hall when she is having dinner later.

Thinking of this, she and Qingzhi turned around behind, and there was no one there.

Qing Zhi asked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty told you to serve him meals."

Su Jiu'er put his hand to his mouth and let out a sigh, rubbed his hands together and said, "He said that it will be half an hour later, which means that His Majesty will be busy with his own affairs. It doesn't matter if we go in half an hour."

Qingzhi also makes sense, but...
She turned her head and glanced at the concubines clustered around His Majesty, and said in a low voice, "Why doesn't Your Majesty follow His Majesty?"

Looking at the women in the harem, all of whom were so charmingly dressed and gorgeously dressed, she became a little worried.

After all, Concubine Su has been with His Majesty for so long, why is there no movement in her stomach?
Thinking about it, she turned her eyes to Su Jiu'er's stomach again, and looked at it for a while in silence.

Wearing such a thick winter jacket, she didn't even look bloated at all. Not only did Concubine Su have no belly, she was even thinner. It was very difficult to cure the plague.

Su Jiu'er heard Qing Zhi's whispered words, she also knew what Qing Zhi was worried about, she couldn't help but her face was a little unnatural, she pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Some emotions are just ambivalent.

When he was in Tongzhou, Yan Yunxiao didn't seem to be a top figure in power, but just an ordinary person who helped the common people.

Because there is no one they are familiar with there, no other network of relationships, in that environment, the two of them are the closest partners, partners.

But back to the imperial capital, everything changed back to the original.

The relationship chain here is extremely complicated, and each of them seems to be forcibly nailed to a certain position by this blunt relationship status.

For example, Yan Yunxiao is the emperor at the top of the powerful, an existence who can call wind and rain with a single sentence, has a harem of three thousand, and enjoys the worship of thousands of people.

What is Su Jiuer?
Su Jiu'er is just a concubine in his three thousand harem.

When returning to the imperial capital, Su Jiuer asked herself many nights, if she was assimilated under such a system, would she be willing to be one of the thousands of women in Yan Yunxiao?
Undoubtedly, when Su Jiuer asked such words to herself, it was no different from a bubble in her head.

Emotion is really something that makes people's IQ drop to a negative number.

But it's not enough to make Su Jiu'er lose her mind blindly.

If you want to face such a result, then Su Jiu'er should make this deal with Yan Yunxiao.

It would be a lie to say that she has no feelings for Yan Yunxiao at all.

But this feeling is not enough for her to dedicate her freedom.

Su Jiuer gathered the cloak on her body, and large flakes of snow fell, dancing like feathers under the dim yellow lantern. The picture was full of infinite tenderness and beauty.

But occasionally there is a cold wind blowing, and it still hurts a little when it blows on the face.

Su Jiu'er's thoughts became clearer, and she sighed heavily for some reason.

And Yan Yunxiao looked back after Su Jiu'er turned around, but saw snowflakes flying and the solitary lamp flickering.

Su Jiuer did not follow.

He was inconveniently disappointed, his face was not only a little cold, but also a little tired and decadent.

But such emotions are only fleeting, and he has always hidden them very well.

He calmly dismissed all the concubines, even the court ladies and eunuchs who followed him, only Zhao Shun carefully followed behind with a lantern.

Zhao Shun has always been sensitive to Yan Yunxiao's emotional changes.

Looking at the scene in front of my eyes, I inexplicably feel that His Majesty's lonely back is a bit sad.

Yinhua Hall has been repaired.

At that time, only one sleeping hall was burned down.

Yan Yunxiao stepped in, and looked at every inch of the indoor environment in a blink of an eye. It was the same as the original layout, and there were no traces of refurbishment.

He blinked, and the memories that Su Jiuer extracted for him appeared in his mind, remembering the picture of how he burned down this house, and thinking of himself who was so crazy, he couldn't help sneering and making a self-deprecating laugh.

Zhao Shun was terrified by this sneer, he always felt that His Majesty's mood tonight seemed a bit too depressed? -
After half an hour.

Yan Yunxiao had already bathed, was wearing dark purple satin pajamas, and a black brocade robe was casually put on, and was sitting on the grand master's chair in the main hall.

Several charcoal stoves were lit in the room, and it was as warm as March in early spring.

Zhao Shun looked at him helplessly, and wanted to ask him if he wanted to pass the meal, but seeing his lazy and uninterested appearance, he didn't dare to go forward to ask him.

He was reclining in the Grand Master's chair, with one knee propped on the chair, holding a pillow in his arms, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he raised his head and closed his eyes. His long black hair, like his robe, fell smoothly onto the carpet.

Zhao Shun knew that he was not asleep, he was waiting for Concubine Su.

He opened the heavy curtain and took a look outside. The sky was dark, and a little wind and snow was caught in the gap. When it touched the temperature of the room, it immediately turned into cold air and dissipated.

Half an hour had already passed, and Concubine Su still hadn't come.

Fortunately, His Majesty didn't get angry, but he didn't send anyone to pick up Concubine Su. He just waited like this, as if he was betting with someone that Concubine Su would come?

Don't look at His Majesty leaning on the grand teacher's chair motionless, Zhao Shun is clear, this may belong to the calm before the storm.

So he paced back and forth at the door, looking a little anxious.

The slight sound of footsteps fell into Yan Yunxiao's ears, and his sword eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Zhao Shun's guess was not wrong at all.

Yan Yunxiao even thought it was ridiculous for him to wait for Su Jiu'er here.

Didn't you tell her half an hour later?Does Su Jiuer not want to come?

He unconsciously clenched the pillow in his hand, and a surge of anger began to brew from his chest.

When the room was quiet and only the crackling sound of the charcoal fire could be heard, Zhao Shun suddenly called out happily, "Miss Concubine Su, you are here!"

As soon as the curtain was drawn, others had already run out to greet her.

Zhao Shun didn't know why he was overjoyed, it was clearly that Concubine Su came late, and he would be punished and scolded if he didn't keep it in order, but he felt that as long as Concubine Su came, things would turn around.

Yan Yunxiao in the room opened his eyes upon hearing the sound.

He blinked twice, the anger brewing in his chest stopped abruptly, then he threw away the pillow in his hand, got up and walked towards the door.

His movements are not much slower than Zhaoshun.

(End of this chapter)