The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 144 The Prince Comes into the World
Pei Ruolan's calling stopped abruptly.

The setting sun is like blood.

Pei Ruochen still stood upright.

He didn't wipe off the blood left on the corners of his lips, but let it dry slowly, and the rust smell of blood was all over his mouth and nose.

The child's loud cry pierced the sky in an instant.

Pei Ruochen just stood there, his navy blue python robe gradually blending with the night, standing in the dark and gloomy world, lonely and thin, his shadow was stretched out and reflected on the light-colored terrazzo in the palace path.

The palace people had already come out carrying the little prince who had been washed. Seeing Pei Ruochen from a distance, they stood still hesitantly, not daring to approach him.

Pei Ruochen lowered his eyes: Perhaps it was because the sunset was so red, everything in his sight turned red.

"Hold me here and show me." His expression suddenly eased, and he remained as quiet as ever.

The palace man breathed a sigh of relief. The elegant and gentle Mr. Pei has finally returned. Mr. Pei who was as cold as an iceberg just now was just an illusion.

The little life was carefully delivered to Pei Ruochen's hands.

Pei Ruochen looked down at him, his skin was wrinkled, not at all as ugly as Ruolan's child.

He didn't know that all newborn children were ugly.

"My lord." The palace servant whispered beside him: "Your Majesty has already..."

"Let someone tell His Majesty." Pei Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, but he just lowered his head and looked closely at the baby in his arms.

"Yes." The palace man bowed, and when he turned around, he couldn't help slandering Pei Ruochen for his cold blood.

His biological sister died, why didn't he even cry.

Pei Ruochen kept holding the child, letting him cry loudly, letting his legs stand until they were paralyzed.

And the hands have never been so, so, heavy.

When Yilin got the news and arrived, she only saw the man holding a child wrapped in yellow brocade, standing like a fool in the afterglow of the sky.

Her always handsome and elegant face was a little stiff, but she was not very popular.

Erin felt a little sympathetic to him, she walked over lightly, stretched out her arms and took the child from his arms.

"What a healthy child, if elder sister Ruolan knows it, she will surely die in peace." Speaking of Pei Ruolan, Yi Lin's eye circles were red, a bit sad.

Pei Ruochen glanced at her indifferently, then looked at the child, then took a step back, bent down, and performed a very grand meeting ceremony, "The little prince was born without a mother, Ruochen hoped that the concubine Lin would treat him as her own." Come out and treat him well."

Rong Xiu is not in the palace, Ruolan has passed away, the most favored concubine at this moment is Yi Lin.

The little prince will naturally be claimed by her.

Pei Ruochen had always been lukewarm towards Yilin, but suddenly, Yilin was a little flattered.

"Lord Pei, don't worry, the palace will naturally treat His Majesty's flesh and blood well."

Pei Ruochen quietly said 'thank you', then turned around and walked towards the palace gate where the afterglow disappeared.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't go to see Pei Ruolan.

It was because he could no longer see her clearly, the sky and the earth were dark red, and his eyes could no longer walk out of the sunset of that day.

He Lanchun walked to the Grand Master's Mansion, but the Taishi Mansion was silent and there was no sound.

He was in a modest suit, so naturally he couldn't let the eunuch report in a big way, but sent a guard to inform him in a low-key manner with a token. Rong Buliu led the crowd out, and on the street, Rong Buliu was about to salute, He Lanchun raised his hand to stop his movement, then he walked in with a slight flick of his robe.

"Where is the queen?" He walked along the corridor, asking if she would stay.

Rong Buliu was a little surprised: he always thought that He Lanchun didn't want to see Rongxiu, but he didn't expect that he would come to the mansion to visit her in person.

"I heard from Ruochen that she was sick, how is it now?" He Lanchun didn't answer, he stopped and turned to stare at him.

Rong Buliu didn't panic in the slightest, and replied calmly: "Your Majesty is indeed sick, she has a rash, she has a fever and speaks crazily, the doctor told me whether she will see the sun or not, and it will infect other people, so the old minister temporarily placed her in the backyard , so as not to endanger His Majesty's golden body."

"Take me to see." He Lanchun heard that it would be contagious, paused for a moment, and still insisted on his original decision, "I want to see the queen."

There is no room for persuasion, and seeing He Lanchun's expression when he looked up, he knew that he could not be persuaded, so he stretched out his arms and led He Lanchun to a dark hut in the backyard.

"The Empress is inside, Your Majesty should not come near, if something bad happens, it is really not a blessing for the community." Rong Buliu said aside.

He Lanchun let out an 'en', and looked in through the window, and sure enough, he saw a slender woman sitting on the edge of the bed blankly, her hair was hanging down, blocking her face, the light in the room was very dark, and she looked Not sure, but she was sitting alone like this, looking extremely desolate.

"Rongxiu." He Lanchun called out her name.

Before she married him, he had always called her by her full name like this. Thinking about it, he hadn't called her like that for six years.

The people inside seemed to be touched too, raised their heads, and glanced this way.

Her face was still blurred, and she could vaguely see her eyes in her hair, so pitiful, gentle and moving.

He Lanchun's heart tightened, and he didn't show anything on his face, he just said with a straight face: "I will take the queen into the palace, and ask the imperial doctor to treat her specially. Grand Master Rong, can you arrange an airtight carriage in your residence?"

Rong Buliu hastily bowed his hands and said: "Your Majesty is entering the palace now, I'm afraid it will be bad for the nobles in the palace."

"The empress is the most noble person!" He Lanchun scolded coldly.

Rong Buliu was stunned for a moment, He Lanchun's sternness at the moment seemed a bit concerned and chaotic—why didn't he realize that His Majesty still has a queen in his heart?The subjects below, only saw that the empress' concern has been frozen for so many years, how can they understand the so many twists and turns in their thoughts?
"That's it... After a few days, the old minister will send the empress back to the palace immediately after she improves slightly, what does your Majesty think?" Rong Buliu thought about it very quickly, and then answered.

He Lanchun didn't say anything, just put his hands behind his back and quietly looked at the woman inside from the window lattice.

After a long time, he turned around, and the expression that had changed slightly before was as indifferent as ice again, "Go back to the palace."

In the palace, another concubine was giving birth.

Another woman he had to marry.

Unexpectedly, before He Lanchun had time to reach the gate, a messenger from the palace rushed over. The eunuch panicked and ran all the way through the hall, corridor, and flower garden, until he came to He Lanchun.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Lan has given birth! A young Highness has been born." The man reported.

Before He Lanchun could respond, the man went on to say, "It's just my lady...my lady passed away."

He Lanchun's movements froze slightly, and then he said "Got it" in a relaxed tone, and the person next to him didn't dare to say anything, just hung his head very low, unable to see his expression.

Pei Ruochen finally came.

When he came, He Lanxue couldn't remember how much wine she drank. At the beginning of Yanhan, she was light, but in the end she couldn't stand He Lanxue's hard work, so she also drank a lot.

Both of them had amazing drinking capacity, they used cups at first, but later found it troublesome, so they directly used bowls.Although he was not drunk, there was already a hint of alcohol in his expression.

In the end, almost like a wine fight, Rong Xiu and Wu Ji had already retreated, leaving them sitting by the window, watching the setting sun melt gold, and the lake was covered with golden scales.

After drinking another jar of 30-year-old Fenjiu, Yan Han suddenly asked, "Is Yi Ren okay?"

He Lanxue immediately became vigilant, and replied formally: "Your Majesty will not worry about you if you are a bitch."

Yan Han smiled, "Since when did she become your bitch?"

"It's always been." He Lanxue spoke very strictly, not showing any flaws.

Yan Han still smiled, looking calm and breezy, as if he didn't really listen to He Lanxue's words.

Seeing this, He Lanxue knew that the boy had no good intentions, and recalled all the closeness and intimacy between Yi Ren and him in the past, and couldn't help feeling a little itchy with hatred.

He quickly looked around the inside of the painting boat, Rongxiu's expression was dull, she was still standing on one side with her hands tied, Yi Jian outside was still hung on the big knife like a year pig, it was getting late.He still hasn't figured out what kind of medicine is sold in Yanhan Gourd.

If you want to take his life, you can just put poison in the wine, but the wine is good wine, very clean.

If you are not interested in his life, what is the intention of inviting him here after so many twists and turns, and threatening him so much?
Just as he was thinking, Pei Ruochen came, his posture was still tall and straight, but his face was very pale and bloodless, as if he had been soaked in water for a long time.

He Lanxue cupped her hands, and greeted naturally: "Ruochen."

Pei Ruochen nodded coldly, and sat between the two of them.

"Although you didn't have any good intentions about what happened last time, thank you for notifying me in time." He and He Lanqin were trapped in the Buddhist hall. In some respects, it was because of Pei Ruochen's timely notification that they escaped. Moreover, thinking about it now, he insisted on using bows and arrows, and burned them all in a big fire, so that they could escape safely.

Now, He Lanchun didn't know that he and He Lanqin were still alive, so he would definitely relax his vigilance. No matter what he did now, it was quite convenient.

include--

Assassinate.

Pei Ruochen nodded lightly again, expressing that his expression remained the same after hearing He Lanxue's words.

"How is it in the palace?" Yan Han picked up his wine glass again and asked calmly.

"The little prince has already come into the world, and the heaven and earth are celebrating together." Pei Ruochen replied lightly.

Yan Han smiled and said 'Congratulations'.

As for the little prince's mother, no one seemed to care.

Pei Ruochen's gaze slowly moved out of the window.

Yes, the whole world celebrates, as soon as he leaves the palace, the people in the palace have already been riding horses, spreading the good news to the streets and alleys.

On the way here, he kept hearing the sound of festive firecrackers.

No one cared about the dead man.

Pei Ruochen thought again, if he was the one who died, who in this world would feel sad for him?
However, whenever he thought about this question, he felt a chill all over his body.

Perhaps, He Lanyou, the wife who is closest to him at this time, is just a few words indifferently, and probably won't shed tears for him.

Or maybe, except for one person...

Pei Ruochen laughed at himself, picked up his glass and took a sip.

He Lanxue was silent for a while, and finally decided not to go around in circles. He asked straightforwardly: "What do you want me to do?"

(End of this chapter)