The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 123
He Lanxue suddenly remembered: It seems that the two of them are living in the same room today.

The so-called spring night is short...cough cough...

"Go back and rest." He Lanxue urged solemnly, then strode toward the inn with Yi Ren in her arms.

When they arrived at the entrance of the inn, Yi Jian was looking anxiously at the door. Seeing them, Yi Jian hurriedly went up to greet them, and was about to say a bunch of "My lord, are you all right?" "My lord, are you all right?" "My lord, are you okay?" "Is there something wrong with you, Princess?"... Big nonsense like that.

He Lanxue directly stared back at the words that had come to his lips, with a stern face, and commanded very dignifiedly: "Yi Jian is also tired, go back and rest early."

——If you hear any strange noises at night, don't break into the door.

He Lanxue felt: Yi Jian is very likely to do this.

Thinking of this, He Lanxue's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Yi Jian shivered suddenly, his face was full of innocence, and Erzhang went back to his room in a daze.

He Lanxue coaxed Yiren with a sinister smile, and entered the room together.

When Yi Ren saw the bed, her eyes lit up: she had been suffering from insomnia just now, which caused her to suffer from severe sleep deprivation, but now she has no worries in her heart, and she can fall asleep as soon as she touches the sheets.

She didn't care what He Lanxue did, she climbed up on her own, wrapped the quilt, turned sideways, facing the wall, and planned to sleep.

He Lanxue was also unambiguous, she took off her outer shirt in threes and fives, climbed up, and lay on Yiren's back.

He first lay flat, stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, then turned sideways, and naturally put his hands on Yi Ren's waist, tightening them.

Yi Ren was also very well-behaved, so she shrank into his arms, her body curled up like a cute little shrimp.

He Lanxue was overjoyed, raised her head slightly, leaned close to Yi Ren's cheek, and softly called "Yi Ren."

Yi Ren was in a hazy sleep, so he dimly replied, "En?"

"Yiren, we are husband and wife, aren't we?" He Lanxue reminded her with a smirk on her face, "A husband and wife are lying on the same bed, should we do something?"

"En." Yi Ren replied confusedly.

He Lanxue was then encouraged, and restlessly touched Yi Ren's face with the other hand.

Yi Ren waved his hand unceremoniously to chase away the flies.

He Lanxue was reluctant, and touched her nose again.

Yi Ren started chasing flies again.The fleshy little hand slapped He Lanxue on the back of the hand.

He Lanxue still persevered, and turned to scratch her armpit. Yi Ren flinched a few times, and then mumbled to herself in a daze, "Why is there another Liu Zhufeng?"

Back then when she was under house arrest in Leng Yan's mansion, Liu Zhufeng kept harassing her like this, making her unable to sleep.

Then, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Liu Zhufeng squatting beside her, shouting out of boredom: "It's so boring, get up and play with me."

Liu Zhufeng is definitely an annoying big fly that specially disturbs people's dreams.

But He Lanxue's behavior at the moment was no different from that of Liu Zhufeng, so she sighed helplessly.

He Lanxue didn't understand at the beginning, but after thinking about it for a while, her complexion suddenly changed, and she sat up for a while.

"Liu Zhufeng went to your bed!"

This question was so exasperated that Yi Jian, who was sleeping next door, was startled and sat up suddenly. After listening carefully, there was no movement, and he lay down again.

He Lanxue didn't lie down, he stared at Yi Ren and asked angrily, "What did he do to you!"

Yi Ren was startled by his sudden raised voice, and all sleepiness disappeared, lying under his eyelids, and replied depressedly: "Just did what you just did!"

What did I just do?He Lanxue pondered for a while, and became even more furious.

He didn't intend to do anything good just now.

"You, you, you...he, he, he..." He Lanxue was so angry that she didn't know how to phrase it, "How could you let him do this!"

Yi Ren looked at him in confusion, and asked, "I don't like him like this, but he must..."

"He must, so you just give it?" He Lanxue felt the urge to vomit blood, her handsome face was almost distorted.

"Eh..." Yiren was a little confused, what does 'give' mean?
"Liu Zhufeng, I must tear you to pieces!" Seeing Yiren admitting it, He Lanxue suddenly felt furious. Let's talk about the wind.

Liu Zhufeng, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed inexplicably. He looked up at the sky, then rubbed his nose, and continued to say to Feng Qi in front of him: "That Lu Chuan..."

"...Eh," Yi Ren looked at the angry He Lanxue in confusion, thought for a while, and then said with great righteousness: "Well, if you feel angry, then you... just do it like this."

Isn't it just to prevent him from being a fly?As for being so angry?
"So what?" He Lanxue's eyes turned green.

"It's so noisy that I can't sleep." Yi Ren replied naturally.

He Lanxue was startled, and asked hesitantly, "That's it?"

"That's it." Yi Ren gave him a speechless look, turned around, and continued to sleep.

He Lanxue was stunned for a while, then suddenly relieved, he smiled to himself, then lay down again, and brought Yi Ren into his arms.

Yi Ren had already fallen asleep, and just looking for a comfortable instinct, he slipped into his arms again.

The small and soft body is warm and real.

He Lanxue didn't move any more, and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep.

It's just that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a smile all night long.

That look - like a cat that has stolen the fish.

Leaving the street and the fireworks, Pei Ruochen kept walking without looking back.

He finally reached the prime minister's mansion, the gate was open, and the doorman who had been waiting raised the lantern and called out respectfully: "My lord, are you back?"

Pei Ruochen gave a faint 'Yes', and when he lowered his head, something fell from the top of his head. When he looked carefully, it was the remains of the fireworks.

Then the doorman put on a straight face and said angrily: "Who's child is so naughty, he stained the adults' clothes."

Pei Ruochen was covered in scraps of confetti.

The doorman continued to read in fragments, but Pei Ruochen didn't answer, but just lowered his head and looked at the fragments on the ground for a long time.

Then, he raised his head, turned around, and looked at the distant sky.

The sky was bright and clear, and there was no trace of burning.

"Where's the princess?" Pei Ruochen turned around, his expression had returned to his usual calmness.

"The princess has already rested." The doorman replied quickly.

Pei Ruochen hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have finally made up his mind, and walked towards the door.

The house is deep, and in the night, you can't see the end at a glance.

He didn't order anyone to light a lamp, but just sneaked in the dark—this kind of night made him feel more secure, and walking, it seemed that he himself was also involved in such a night.

The servants had already prepared hot water, Pei Ruochen took off his clothes, buried his whole body in the hot water, held his breath for a long time, until his lungs were empty and the pores all over his body were clamoring for air, then he came out with his head up, breathing heavily.

- It's time to make a decision.

Live, or die.

After getting up, the beautiful young girl was standing beside her holding a towel. Pei Ruochen opened her arms. They came forward and wiped his body dry. They then slowly dried his hair and tied it on the top of his head with hairpins.

The movements of the girls are very gentle, the eyes of the girls are like a stream winding in the fields.

They looked at Pei Ruochen with affectionate eyes.

Pei Ruochen, however, did not look at them from the beginning to the end.

Then, he walked out of the bathroom refreshed, walked firmly, and walked to He Lanyou's door without hesitation.

Raise your hand and knock on the door, "Princess, are you asleep?"

He Lanyou's voice was extremely sober, "No, come in."

Pei Ruochen then opened the door and walked in. There was no light in the room, it was gray.He Lanyou was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the moonlight outside the window in a daze.

Pei Ruochen walked up to her and sat on the chair opposite her.

"Axiu will live here for a while." He Lan said leisurely.

"I know."

"Why did you come back so late when you entered the palace this time?"

"There is a delay."

They exchanged pleasantries like ordinary couples, talking about the family affairs of the day.

"I hit Pei Ruolan, will you blame me?"

"No, it's just that you haven't woken her up yet." Pei Ruochen's tone was flat, neither happy nor angry, and he couldn't hear any emotions.

He Lanyou choked for a long time before finally asking the most important question: "Why are you here tonight?"

Pei Ruochen stood up.In the darkness, I couldn't see his face clearly.

He Lanyou smelled a fresh water vapor, a very clean smell, and behind the water vapor was Pei Ruochen's unique scent of ink.

He bent down, put his hand on He Lanyou's shoulder lightly, and pushed it down slowly.

He Lanyou didn't resist, and lay down numbly. Her whole body tensed up, and her heart beat fast, as if expecting, but also as if stiff.

Pei Ruochen's kiss touched her neck.

The pair of hands that are used to holding the sword and the pen are flexible and light, one by one, removing the nightgown that was like a thin shirt on her body.

"Ruochen..." She finally hugged his head and whispered softly, "Why..."

"You are my wife, aren't you?" Pei Ruochen's voice was very low, without sharp edges, but unusually cold.

He Lanyou didn't speak any more, but she had already noticed his coldness.

That extremely gentle movement was actually more like a routine.

It's just that he's used to being gentle with others, so much so that the gentleness between the beds is also that of drowning people.

Gentleness had an illusion, and in the illusion, they loved each other.

Pei Ruochen's hand stroked her curves.

Her waist is slender and smooth, enough to arouse the most primitive feeling of any man.

His hand was always steady, arousing her interest.

He Lanyou was suddenly annoyed, as if angry, and said loudly: "Pei Ruochen, I don't love you!"

Pei Ruochen's movements paused, and then he replied calmly, "It's okay, I don't love you either."

This sentence, like a needle, pierced through the last layer of paper window to conceal shame.

After a brief silence, the two suddenly felt relieved.

Why reinstall it!

They don't love each other, but they are husband and wife.Life is destined to be entangled.

(End of this chapter)