The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 124 The Empress Dowager's Confused Cause

He Lanyou turned over suddenly, she pressed Pei Ruochen's hand, and suddenly began to tear his clothes.

I want to see what kind of body is behind such cold and self-restraint.

Pei Ruochen didn't respond, and let her lean down, kiss, chew, tear, and tear.

However, at the last moment, He Lanyou suddenly stopped, crawled on Pei Ruochen's body, and cried for no reason.

The crying was muffled and meaningless.

Pei Ruochen raised his hand, stroked her cloud-like hair, and suddenly found that He Lanyou, who was crying in the dark night, was so beautiful.

He helped her up and put her down gently.

The tears became more and more uncontrollable, like bursting a bank.

He hugged her tightly.

While crying, He Lanyou hugged him tightly.

However, there was no sound, the sound was bitten in the teeth, wandering uncertainly between the teeth, but there was no way to break through the tightly pursed lips.

The night outside is thicker, it is the darkest hour before dawn.

Outside the window, a groundhog listened curiously.

Finally, it heard a strange sigh.

Satisfied, dissatisfied, disappointed, sighs of unknown meaning.

So, everything fell silent.

And the east, gradually whitening.

Feng Jiu finally entered the palace.

Early in the morning, Pei Ruochen stood at the door of the inn, quietly waiting for Feng Jiu to appear.

After a while, Feng Jiu and He Lanxue appeared at the door at the same time.

Seeing He Lanxue, Pei Ruochen was surprised, but a little puzzled: Knowing that the Heavenly Dynasty was looking for him, why did he appear so blatantly?

"He is my medicine guide." Feng Jiu smiled slightly, and explained: "To treat the Empress Dowager, the blood of a filial person must be used as medicine guide, and that person must be her own flesh and blood. His Royal Highness is the most suitable."

Pei Ruochen lowered his eyes, and asked with a slight smile, "Aren't Your Majesty and General He Lanqin the most filial people?"

"What do you think Mr. Pei thinks?" Feng Jiu didn't answer directly, but asked casually.

Pei Ruochen didn't say anything else, just stretched out his arms and pointed to the sedan chair parked in front of him.

Feng Jiu and He Lanxue got into the sedan chair one after another. When He Lanxue walked to the door of the sedan chair, she suddenly raised her head and looked upstairs.

When he left, he walked very lightly, Yiren was not woken up, and was still in the dream.

He has arranged for Yi Jian: After Yiren wakes up, send her back to Yifu, visit her parents, and finally go back to the capital. He Lanxue doesn't want Yiren to be like a natural child. She also has parents. Parents are not kind, so if they see her again, they will love her dearly.

He Lanxue now only hopes that many, many people will love Yiren together and not let her be alone.

"Master Pei, when I enter the palace, can you protect Yiren Zhouquan?" Anyway, this is not He Lanxue's territory anymore. After thinking about it, He Lanxue still confessed.

Pei Ruochen also raised his head and looked at the room facing the street.

The room where Yi Ren is located.

After only a glance, he quickly looked away, said lightly: "Yes", then waved his hand, and whispered a few words to the guard next to him.

His expression was extremely calm, as if Yi Ren was really just an irrelevant person.

Only then did He Lanxue feel relieved, got into the sedan chair, surrounded by a large group of people, and walked towards the palace in a hurry.

The sedan chair was carried in through the side door, and He Lanxue opened the curtains, looking at the familiar red walls and blue tiles in front of her, her heart moved, whether it was nostalgia or embarrassment.

This is the place where he grew up. He used to run and play in this winding corridor, while the eunuchs and maids, holding lanterns, shouted from behind: Third Highness!stop running!Third Highness!stop running!

He studied here, listened to his father's teachings here, and also practiced swords and wrestled with his two elder brothers here.

In front of the corridor, there is a tall banyan tree, which was planted by the three brothers together to pray for the father's serious illness that year, and now it is as graceful as a canopy.

He Lanxue looked up at the umbrella-like canopy, and finally put down the curtain. For some reason, her heart was filled with depression.

After all, since when did it change?

The three brothers gradually drifted away, and finally became strangers.

The sedan chair stopped, and He Lanxue stooped to walk out. He stood up, not without surprise seeing the person standing in front of him.

He Lanchun was standing on the highest step, and He Lanqin was on the second step.

A bright yellow court robe, and a bright armor.

Under the sun, He Lanxue's eyes were a little stinging, and she was dazzled.

"Axue." He Lanchun said quietly, calling him by his name just like when he was a child.

He Lanxue hesitated for a moment, then brushed off her robe, and slowly knelt down: "The guilty minister, He Lanxue, I wish Your Majesty peace."

"Axue, get up." He Lanqin took a step forward and stretched out his hand to support him. He Lanxue didn't want to get up, but He Lanqin poured his true energy into his hand and raised his hand, He Lanxue stood up again.

Looking up again, He Lanchun on the steps was unmoved, his expression remained as cold as before.

"This is Mr. Feng Jiu?" He didn't seem to care much about He Lanxue, and he turned his eyes to Feng Jiu who was behind He Lanxue.

Feng Jiu still looked lazy and slow. Hearing the words, she bowed her body and replied flatly: "Caomin Fengjiu."

"I heard that Mr. Feng can cure the Empress Dowager's illness." He Lanchun looked at him deeply, and asked in a deep voice, "But I don't know what wonderful prescription Mr. Feng has?"

"Although Cao Min has a legendary ancestral prescription, they can only be diagnosed after seeing the Queen Mother. If Your Majesty doesn't mind, can you let Cao Min meet the Queen Mother right now?" Feng Jiu replied indifferently.

"Naturally, come and send Mr. Feng to the Empress Dowager's Buddhist hall." He Lanchun ordered lightly, and immediately a eunuch walked over, politely asking Feng Jiu to turn around the main hall and walk towards the back hall.

The queen mother worships the Buddha all the year round, even if she is sick, she still lives in the wing room behind the Buddhist hall.

"Let's go there too." He Lanqin said casually, laughing.

He has already noticed the undercurrent between He Lanxue and He Lanchun, no matter what, the Queen Mother is seriously ill now, and he doesn't want any unmanageable things to happen between them.

He Lanchun didn't say anything either.No matter what happened to them before, and now that his mother is critically ill, if he does anything to He Lanxue at this time, he will be criticized by the world. The celestial dynasty has always ruled the world with courtesy and filial piety.

"What's the matter with the mother's illness?" Waiting for He Lanchun to go first, He Lanxue and He Lanqin lagged behind a step, He Lanxue lowered his voice and asked He Lanqin.

He Lanqin's expression was dignified, his footsteps were slightly slow, and there was another distance between He Lanchun and He Lanchun.

"In the end..." He Lanxue was well aware of the difference, and couldn't help thinking of Feng Jiu's words last night: The queen mother's illness is very strange. When the first emperor passed away, he left a secret order to the queen mother, asking that if there is any It is said that on the day when the Empress Dowager fell ill, she ordered someone to take out the secret order behind the plaque, and then fell ill, and no one knew the content of the secret order.

"The queen mother has nothing to do with the world and has always been a vegetarian. Some time ago, the imperial physician said that the queen mother was extremely healthy. It is really strange to suddenly fall ill." He Lanqin pondered for a moment, and continued: "Actually, before the queen fell ill, she wrote me a letter."

"Letter?" He Lanxue was startled. The Empress Dowager always seemed indifferent, almost isolated from the world. She would take the initiative to write a letter to He Lanqin. This was too unusual.

"It was a very strange letter, asking me how I was doing recently, and brought up some things from my childhood." He Lanqin said briefly: "She repeatedly mentioned that when the father was seriously ill, the tree we planted .”

"That banyan tree?" He Lanxue was startled, full of confusion.

"Yes, it's the tree we planted together to pray for Father's blessing." He Lanqin was also puzzled.

He Lanxue lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head and asked, "When the second brother returned to Beijing, was the queen mother already unconscious?"

He Lanqin's expression darkened, "Yes, I haven't woken up yet, and the imperial physician is helpless."

"Second brother..." He Lanxue wanted to mention the secret order, but she endured it, and suddenly changed to another topic: "That day, thank you for your tiger charm."

"Oh, what tiger talisman?" He Lanqin looked up at the sky and said naturally: "Oh, that was stolen by Yiren, and it's none of my business. I said I wouldn't interfere with your brothers' affairs, so I won't interfere. "

He Lanxue smiled slightly and said no more.

"By the way, did Yiren come to Beijing with you this time?" He Lanqin asked again.

"kindness."

"She is a good girl." He Lanqin affirmed, "I was surprised that she was willing to come and beg me that day, and I am also very happy for you."

"Second brother..."

"Axue, no matter what secrets my mother's illness has, no matter what my elder brother has done, can you listen to me?" He Lanqin suddenly became cautious and asked seriously.

He Lanxue also turned serious, "Second Brother, please tell me."

"Take the heaven as the most important thing, and the country as the most important thing." He Lanqin dropped ten words, and then stopped the topic.

He Lanchun, who was walking in front, had already turned around, looking at them unfathomably with his deep eyes.

He Lanxue and He Lanqin could only speed up their pace and shorten the distance between the three of them.

The Buddhist hall is close at hand.

When Yi Ren woke up, the sun was already drying his ass.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yi Jian holding a sword, sitting opposite her like a statue, looking conscientious and extremely loyal.

Yi Ren yawned, stretched, and sat up.

"Princess, are you awake?" Yi Jian quickly stood up, and said dutifully: "My lord asked me to take my concubine back to my natal family to visit my relatives. Is my concubine planning to leave now?"

Yi Ren nodded, and slowly got up from the bed.

It's good to go to Yi's house, she really misses that big house.

Yiren from the previous life spent her life there, so it's not bad to remember the past.

After going out, the sun was shining brightly outside, Yi Ren walked a few steps on the street, suddenly stopped, and looked towards the center of the street.

Yi Jian followed closely behind.

The remains of last night's fireworks have been trampled everywhere by those who got up early to go to the market, and they are never found again.

Yi Ren sighed, then turned around and continued walking unsteadily.

(End of this chapter)