The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 143

The fragrance of flowers filled the sky again, the petals reflected the moon again, and the beauties all around sprinkled flowers one after another.

Flowers are flying all over the sky, and fragrance is everywhere.

There is only her, with white clothes and black hair, plain and plain, but full of makeup and powder, a beautiful beauty.

She stood quietly, concentrating, waving her sleeves, and doing a dance.

During the whirling, the light singing voice floated out again, quiet and profound, like the sigh of a lake.

However, He Lanxue is familiar with this song and this dance. If he was still a little hesitant just now, now he is very sure and sure that the woman in front of her is really Rongxiu.

She was the empress who danced all over the city and stunned the heavens back then.

At this moment, Rongxiu's expression was so calm and serene, she sang and danced, as if only singing and dancing were left in this world, with no expression nor the slightest trace of embarrassment.

He Lanxue was stunned for a while, raised his glass and drank the wine in his hand, the smell of alcohol rose up, his thinking was a little messed up, and he couldn't figure out why.

This extremely graceful song and dance became a torment for him.

Finally, the singing stopped and the dancing stopped.

Yan Han turned his head and looked at him calmly, "Mr. He Lan, what do you think of Xiu Niang's singing voice?"

"Tianlai." He Lanxue spit out two words without hesitation.

"If Mr. He Lan likes it, you can take her away." Yan Han said casually, and then waved to Rongxiu.

Rong Xiu's expression was dull, and she leaned over numbly, like a kitten, curled up at He Lanxue's feet.

Rongxiu's hand wrapped around his thigh like a water snake.

He Lanxue's body froze, and then she thanked her calmly: "So, thank you, Mr. Yan."

"You're welcome." Yan Han smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Actually, I want to give Mr. Helan another gift. Since you have chosen Xiuniang, the other gift might as well be thrown into the lake."

He Lanxue turned his eyes when he heard the words, and through the carved window lattice, he had already seen a wooden pole hanging in the center of the lake outside, and at the end of the wooden pole hung an astonishingly large lantern—so big that it could hold one person.

Yi Jian.

He slightly closed his palms and gripped the wine glass tightly.

"How? Which gift does Mr. He Lan want to take away?" Yan Han looked at him with great interest, and asked lightly.

Rong Xiu or Yi Jian, if he could only take one away, who would he choose?
Yanhan is very curious.

"I'm very greedy." He Lanxue was silent for a while, then smiled brightly: "I will take both gifts."

"It will be very heavy." Yan Han said with a slight smile, "I'm afraid that Mr. He Lan will feel burdened by that time."

"I'm afraid of being idle, and it's better to have something cumbersome once in a while." He Lanxue smiled, her beautiful peach eyes narrowed, and she didn't care, "Mr. Yan invited me, I'm afraid it won't stop. Isn't it that simple to give a gift?"

"Just chatting." Yan Han said indifferently: "Today, there was an old friend of Mr. He Lan, but before leaving, news came from the palace that Concubine Lan was about to give birth, and he might arrive later."

"It's okay. I just have a lot of time now. What's more, the beautiful scenery is picturesque and the beauty is like jade. There is nothing I can't wait for." He Lanxue answered casually, and glanced worriedly at the wooden pole outside. The baby's arm will not break for a while, so I feel relieved immediately.

Yan Han caught He Lanxue's subtle expression into his eyes, smiled insightfully, and couldn't help but believe Rong Buliu's words.

He is indeed a person with weaknesses everywhere, and anyone who is close to him is his weakness.

"Xiuniang, since Mr. Helan appreciates you so much, why don't you persuade him to drink." Yan Han urged again.

When Rong Xiu heard this, her slender and smooth body immediately climbed up from He Lanxue's lap, holding his neck all the way, and brought a glass of wine to his mouth.

Her face was as usual, with a charming smile.

He Lanxue didn't feel uncomfortable, her thin lips parted slightly, and the mellow wine flowed down, splashed some, soaking his clothes, only the fat stains on his chest, not only did not detract from his demeanor, On the contrary, it is more chic and comfortable.

"Young Master He Lan is indeed, the Qianjin seat is careless and crazy, and the style of poetry and wine is light on the prince." Yan Han smiled and praised, then raised his hand, and all the girls who were dancing with him gathered over.

Displeasure flashed across He Lanxue's eyes, but it was fleeting.

He smiled sweetly, roaming around with the group of dancers as usual, with ease.

At the end of the wooden pole, there was always someone holding a big knife, ready to swing it down at any time.

He can't act rashly.

Rongxiu's wine glasses came together again, one after another, before she knew it, there were already dozens of glasses.

"You all came to persuade me, didn't you just neglect Mr. Yan?" After a few more drinks, He Lanxue seemed to be drunk, got up suddenly, grabbed Yanhan's wine glass, handed it to the woman beside her, and said with a light smile: "Even if I am better than this Mr. Yan is very popular, so you can't favor one over another like this. Wouldn't it be very sad for him to stand alone and look at him indifferently?"

Yan Han sneered when he heard the words, and the Ji girls seemed to come back to their senses, they all came over one after another, and also eagerly persuaded Yan Han to drink.

Yanhan drank a few cups according to the occasion, turned his head to look out of the window, and the sky was getting dusk.

Celestial Dynasty, Imperial Palace.

Pei Ruochen looked up, looking at the little bit of red in the sky, smudged into the setting sun, bright red like blood.

In front of the Lan Palace, the imperial doctors are still busy. Pei Ruolan is about to give birth, and it has been five hours since the labor pains began.

The imperial doctors who came out of the room wiped their sweat and went in with another batch, but the baby never came out.

Standing outside the hall, Pei Ruochen and Pei Ruolan were separated by two halls and a long corridor, but so far away, he could still hear her heart-piercing cry.

Pei Ruolan's voice was a little hoarse, she was exhausted.

However, Pei Ruochen could only stand quietly outside the door. Although he was Ruolan's own brother, he was a foreigner, so he was not allowed to enter the inner palace, let alone the concubine's delivery room.

The only man who was qualified to go in to comfort her, He Lanchun, was not here.

When his concubine was about to give birth, he went to Grand Master Rong's mansion just because he learned from Pei Ruochen that Rong Xiu had epilepsy and was recuperating at home.

Thinking of this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Pei Ruochen's lips: Rong Xiu is indeed suffering from epilepsy, I'm afraid she's not in the Grand Master's Mansion at this moment, but in He Lanxue's arms.

When his father was fighting with Rong Buliu before, Pei Ruochen actually never cared too much about Rong Buliu, an old man who gained a high position through nepotism, but now he knows what kind of rival he is: a person who is willing to sacrifice his daughter in exchange for his glory A wealthy person is more terrifying than a general who can fight well.

As long as people have feelings, they will have weaknesses.

If he is ruthless, he has no weakness.

Tolerance, seemingly idle and incompetent, is actually so deep that there is no weakness to follow.

——As for why he is willing to form an alliance with him, Pei Ruochen is not very sure until now, and he said to himself: Emperor Chun is becoming more and more self-willed, and he is extremely wary of him. He betrayed him now, but also for his own future Thinking about it, afterward, he only asked to keep his original position, and he didn't need to add another official to the rank.

This requirement was obviously very low, so low that Pei Ruochen had to be careful.

This is an old fox, and his appetite is definitely more than that.

What's more, now that Emperor Chun suddenly visited the Grand Master's Mansion, if he couldn't hand over Queen Rong, how would things end?
Yanhan is still waiting for him in Linbo Lake...

Pei Ruochen's wandering mind was quickly brought back to reality by Pei Ruolan's screaming.He looked at the sunset in the sky again, and for some reason, he suddenly felt an extremely painful feeling, as if a needle had stabbed his heart unexpectedly.

The pain still persisted, and an imperial doctor trotted over, panting and asked: "My lord, it's not good, Concubine Lan has become popular, my lord, in case something bad happens, will it be Concubine Lan or Prince Bao!"

"Is it the little prince?" Pei Ruochen asked hurriedly with a startled expression.

"It's the little prince, he'll be out soon." The imperial doctor's face was pale, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, "My lord, make a decision quickly, if you're late, the imperial concubine and the little prince won't be able to keep it!"

Pei Ruochen asked in a daze, "Has Your Majesty come back yet?"

"Your Majesty hasn't returned to the palace yet, my lord, you are the only person here who can speak, please make a decision quickly!" The imperial doctor was impatient, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

In such a situation, if you choose the wrong one, the imperial hospital may be doomed.

Pei Ruochen is the Prime Minister of the Celestial Dynasty and the elder brother of Concubine Lan Gui. If he is the one to choose, there will be a shield for the investigation.

The little prince or Ruolan?
Pei Ruochen's mind went blank for a while, and he could hardly stand up.

How should he choose?

The little prince is a crucial step in all arrangements, without the little prince, everything would be in vain.

However, Ruolan is my younger sister, not just a childbirth tool, she is the younger sister I watched growing up, watching her grow up day by day, becoming beautiful day by day, watching her enter the palace, and gradually become A dignified concubine, she will become the empress dowager in the future, and she will be the mother of the world, so how can she die in this best age?
"Bao..." Pei Ruochen spit out a word as if sleepwalking, but he couldn't say the choice after that.

So what if I choose my sister?It is impossible for He Lanchun to get close to Pei Ruolan anymore. Since he is wary of Pei Ruochen, he will definitely not let his nephew be the future emperor. From then on, Pei Ruolan will die in the palace like all the white-haired palace people through the ages. Or wait for the next dynasty change before seeing the sunshine outside the palace.

Pei Ruochen recalled his father's cautious expression when he was admonishing him.Ruolan holds her lower abdomen, with such a hesitant and gentle expression.When He Lanchun looked at himself, he was wary of the cold eyes.Behind the obedience and respect of everyone in the court, there is jealousy and suspicion like a wolf like a tiger. He has infinite glory, but every step is stepping on thorns, and he is everywhere. He is walking on thin ice, and he may fall into the abyss at any time.

If there is no little prince...

If there is no little prince...

The Pei family will never have a chance to rise again. He, Pei Ruolan, and all the officials and servants attached to the Pei family will fall and disperse.

"Bao, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, yes, blood, pulse." He finally spoke out, word by word, difficult and ear-piercing, the words seemed to become solid, sharp nails, from his lungs , One needle after another, blood dripped up, and when it came out of his mouth, the pain had pierced his bones, his mouth was full of blood, he couldn't speak, he couldn't move.

The imperial doctor watched Pei Ruochen spit out a mouthful of blood in horror, was stunned for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and ran back in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)