The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 114 A Calculation
"But the prince said..." Yi Jian rubbed his head, a little puzzled.

He Lanxue asked Yi Jian confidently, "Yi Ren likes me, right?"

"Correct."

"I like Yiren too, don't I?"

"……Correct."

"Then she is with me, will she suffer?"

"...No loss."

"That's it." He Lanxue came up with an answer quite self-righteously, and continued to smile and look at the Yiren who made the bed for him and acted as a maid.

"But the prince told the princess that when his right hand recovers, then..." Yi Jian is an honest person, and he still thinks that cheating is very immoral.

"Could it be that you're as stupid as Yan Han, and still waiting for business to be done?" He Lanxue rolled her eyes, with a treacherous expression on her face: "Even if it's a lie, I have to trick her away first."

The difference between He Lanxue and Yan Han is that Yan Han has always wanted to get Yi Ren in an open and honest manner, but He Lan Xue does not, as long as he understands his heart, her heart, he will be desperate and even play tricks.Do whatever it takes.

In his personality, there has always been a gambler's determination.

"However, what if the concubine mentions the prince's words in the future and asks to honor them?" Yi Jian asked again worriedly.

He Lanxue's smile narrowed, she was silent for a while, then she smiled and said, "Yi Jian, do you think my right hand can recover?"

Could it be that the hand that cannot hold the sword will never achieve true recovery?

In this way, he never lied to her.

Not far away, Yi Ren, who was tossing the bedding, suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her nose blankly, not realizing that she had been tricked by a big fox.

Maybe a calculation is a lifetime.

"Yi Ren, Yi Ren!"

In a small town close to Tianchao, the Tianzi Inn in the east of the city heard a call that could definitely be called finding fault early in the morning.

Yi Ren opened his eyes abruptly, rubbed his eyes with his fists, and rubbed them for a long time before finally returning to his senses.

"Yi Ren!"

There was endless yelling.

She stared at the ceiling in silence for a long time, lamented for a while, and then rolled over reluctantly and got out of bed.

Moji Moji, finally reached the door of the next room—the shouts inside were still full of air.

She opened the door speechlessly, and saw He Lanxue lying on the bed without any surprise, looking at her with a smile on her face.

There are a bunch of clothes to wear today scattered beside the bed: mandarin jackets, long gowns, belts, there are quite a variety of them.

Yi Ren didn't know before: It turns out that men are so troublesome to wear clothes.It's even more trivial than a woman.

"I have to work hard for you again today." He smiled, but there was no sign of regret in his smile.

Half asleep and half awake, Yi Ren walked to the bed, picked up the vest on the bed, and said, "Stand up."

He Lanxue then stood up from the bed, spread her arms out, as if letting herself be slaughtered.

Ever since, Yi Ren began to dress him clumsily.

After finally putting on the long gown for him, he suddenly realized that he forgot to put on the vest.

So take it off and put it on again.

No matter how hard it was to put the vest on, I found that the front and back were wrong.

So...

Take it off and start over.

He Lanxue was wearing white fruit clothes, without the slightest sign of impatience on her face, she let Yi Ren toss and toss, looking very interested.

After all the clothes were finally ready, Yi Ren breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at his hair.

——Men's hair is also very difficult to comb.

She studied it by herself for a long while, and finally decided to do it once and for all, and went back to her room, and brought a pair of scissors.

——If possible, she would prefer to shave all his hair off for him.

He Lanxue was so frightened that she quickly gave up the idea of ​​teasing her, waved her hand and said, "Let Yi Jian do it."

Yi Ren immediately staggered back to catch up on sleep as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

When she got into the carriage, she was still sleepy.Always lack of sleep.

He Lanxue snickered, seeing that Yi Ren was about to fall asleep, he instructed her to take this and that, which was simply—quite, quite excessive.

Yi Jian was speechless about this.

However, apart from Yi Ren's matter, He Lanxue's expression was serious.

Their journey is actually not slow, almost every day they have to travel for nine hours, and when they arrive at the inn, they just wash up quickly and take a light nap - that is one of the reasons why Yiren suffers from severe lack of sleep and feels like sleepwalking all day long.

News about the capital came pouring in like snowflakes every day, and the Empress Dowager's illness seemed to be getting worse day by day. Even He Lanqin, who was stationed at the border, was hastily called back by He Lanchun.

It is said that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has already started to purchase white silk to prepare for the funeral.

Near nostalgia timid.

Maybe the previous informant was just a vague explanation, the closer He Lanxue got to the Celestial Dynasty, the more deeply he felt that the old man who was about to die was his mother.

A mother who has never hugged herself, never hurt herself, but conceived in October and gave birth to him.

Returning home is like an arrow, and the journey is getting faster and faster.

On the tenth day, the outline of the city wall in the distance of Kyoto could already be seen.

He Lanxue's carriage stopped suddenly.

Yi Jian reined in the reins, turned around and asked He Lanxue for instructions: "Mr. Feng said, don't rush into the palace after we enter the city, it's best to discuss it with him before making any plans."

"Where is Mr. Feng now?" He Lanxue asked.

"He and Miss Feng Qi have an appointment beforehand. He left a message saying that we will temporarily stay at the Penglai Inn. If he arrives, he will stay there and meet up in the lobby." Yi Jian replied.

"...The news of Xia Yu and Leng Yan's marriage may have reached the imperial court in the past few days." He Lanxue pondered for a moment, then waved: "Anyway, let's go into the city."

Only then did Yi Jian raise his whip again, and the wheels made a rumbling noise, rolling forward on the post road.

This stop and movement has already awakened Yi Ren who was dozing off in the carriage. She opened her eyes in a daze, lifted the car curtain, and looked outside: the distant scenery was vaguely familiar, only surrounded by the early morning. In the mist, it looked a little strange again.

"I'm back in the capital, Yiren." He Lanxue smiled slightly, and the smile reached the corner of her eyes, which was actually charming.

"The capital city..." Yi Ren stared blankly at the city gate that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly had mixed feelings.

How strange that she came back again.

"Do you want to go home and have a look?" He Lanxue saw that Yi Ren's expression was different, and she suddenly remembered: Yi Ren still has a family. Her family is the Yi family, the richest man in the dynasty. The favored concubine, she used to be a lady in the capital, a princess, and even experienced her first love here, her love for Pei Ruochen.

Obviously, it has only been half a year, but now I suddenly think of it, it seems that many years have passed.

——It turns out that the mood is so different.

"Go home..." Yi Ren made a gesture and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's okay."

In fact, she was quite willing to see Pei Ruochen again, since that day when she said goodbye at the cemetery, she hadn't seen him for a long time.

Is he okay?

Yi Ren still misses him involuntarily.

"Do you still want to see Ruochen?" He Lanxue seemed to see through her mind, walked behind her, put his arms around her shoulders, put his chin under her ear, and asked softly.

Yi Ren didn't hide it, and gave a slight 'hmm'.

The strange thing is that He Lanxue didn't find it harsh when she heard it, she just thought: I should have seen it.

It's just that he should go to see Ruochen with her.

I don't know when, for her, he has been at ease.

When the carriage arrived at the city gate, Yi Jian announced in a low voice, and pulled up the hood on his head. He Lanxue also let go of Yiren, hugged her and sat back on the seat. Sure enough, after a while, he heard a voice from the direction of the city gate A soldier's rough voice came: "Who are you! The whole city is now under martial law, and people who are irrelevant should not enter the city casually!"

Yi Jianzheng was going to reply as a matter of routine, 'Going to the city to do business', but He Lanxue suddenly opened the sedan chair curtain, and called out in surprise: "Xiaoyou!"

The soldier raised his head suspiciously, and then he was overjoyed, "Axue...no, Xiaoyao..." He hesitated two names, both of which felt inappropriate, and carefully looked around: seeing that other colleagues were asking others , No one paid attention to this side, so he immediately felt relieved, and walked a few steps towards the carriage, just blocking the sight of others, looking at He Lanxue, giggling for a while, but he didn't know what to call him.

"You should still call me Axue." He Lanxue smiled and said, "I'm still the same Axue from before."

Xiaoyou grinned, reached out and touched his head, "I didn't know your identity before, but now I know..."

"I'm a fugitive now, so Xiaoyou still plans to arrest me?" He Lanxue asked with a straight face.

Xiao You quickly waved his hands, and there was panic on his honest face: "Of course I won't betray you, A Xue."

He Lanxue smiled, squinted her eyes, and smiled like a white fox: "So, we will always be good brothers, and don't worry about those other messy things." After a pause, He Lanxue asked curiously: "You Isn't it in Suiyuan? Why did you come to the capital again?"

"General Qin recommended me to come here." Xiaoyou said embarrassedly: "I sent back the tiger amulet last time, and the general thought I was loyal, so he recommended me to come to the capital to serve as a soldier. Now, I am here in Beijing." There's a general."

Only then did He Lanxue take a look at his attire: light black armor, and a silver-red feather stuck on the brim of an iron hat, which was indeed the symbol of a general in the Tianjing City Defense Force.

"Not bad, I've been promoted." He Lanxue patted him on the shoulder and said happily, "What about Xiao Zuo? Is he in Suiyuan or something?"

"He is next to the general, Xiao Zuo is now the general's personal follower." Xiao You looked proud.

He Lanqin was married to the entire Celestial Dynasty army. The soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty always regard He Lanqin as the god of heaven. His prestige is even much higher than that of He Lanchun.

To Xiao You, being He Lanqin's personal entourage is even more honorable than being a member of this secret place.

He Lanxue had a smile on his face, but there was a smile in his heart: He Lanqin was still playing this kind of containment game.

He took Xiao Zuo by his side, and ordered Xiao You to be an official in the frontier defense, obviously to insert a reliable member of his own in the border defense army.

But he didn't know what He Lanqin wanted to do.

"My lord came back this time because of the empress dowager's critical illness?" Xiaoyou asked again earnestly, without He Lanxue's tortuous thoughts.

(End of this chapter)