The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 208 Yi Ren's Eyes Are Injured

Yi Ren picked up the wooden stick at hand, and wrapped it casually with cloth strips.After dipping in the lamp oil found on the ground, he held the fire scythe with the other hand, but he was not in a hurry to ignite it. Instead, he took advantage of the faint night light and walked deep into the forest.

——Go to Liuyuan to find Lu Chuan.She still remembered Feng Jiu's last confession.

When He Lanxue agreed to go with them, she was blindfolded.

He walked for a while at first, and then he was pushed into a carriage. Later, someone brought him food, and he was fed mouthful by mouthful. From the beginning to the end, the cloth strips on his eyes were not removed.

He Lanxue gradually couldn't tell whether it was day or night outside, and he suddenly remembered that Yi Ren's eyes were injured back then, so she couldn't see like this.

It turned out that the darkness was so unbearable - but Yi Ren's reaction at the beginning was always indifferent, and no one was worried about her.

There was tenderness in He Lanxue's heart, and then she became worried again: I don't know if Yi Ren escaped from danger?
The brown-clothed men who were traveling together were also like dumb, and they never spoke again along the way, and naturally they would not mention Yi Ren's situation.Perhaps, no news is the best news.

After bumping like this for a few days, the carriage finally stopped. It seemed that they had arrived at their destination.

Along the way, although they were blindfolded, their attitude towards He Lanxue was good, they entertained her with delicious food and drink, but they were too silent.

After getting out of the carriage, because of sitting for too long, He Lanxue's feet were a little weak, her body swayed slightly, and she was quickly supported by someone.

A familiar and soft voice sounded beside my ear, "Your Majesty, be careful."

"Eileen?!" He Lanxue was taken aback when she heard the sound, and reached out to pull the black cloth off her eyes.

This time, no one stepped forward to stop him, his eyes lit up, and after a short period of discomfort, He Lanxue saw the scene in front of him clearly.

A very large house with very high courtyard walls that completely conceal the buildings inside. The walls are the most primitive brick color, and the color is peeling off. It looks like it has been through for many years and is quite old.

The entrance is two large red iron gates, which also look dilapidated.

The surrounding scenery is very strange, it seems to be the outskirts of some place, but it is not clear which country it is.

The men in brown clothes were already standing neatly on both sides, with their hands behind their backs and their legs slightly spread apart. They stood in a stable manner, well-trained and powerful.

The person standing next to him and supporting him was none other than Erin.

"Where is this, why are you here?" He Lanxue looked at her in astonishment, and asked repeatedly: "Where is Xiaoxin?"

"I don't know where it is." Yilin heard He Lanxue asking, and seemed to have countless grievances in her heart, her eyes were red, and she replied charmingly: "After you leave, I will take Xiaoxin in the garden as usual. Who would have thought that a group of mysterious people suddenly appeared and beat me with a stick, and I fainted at that time, and I was already here when I woke up."

He Lanxue frowned: Is the defense of the Celestial Palace so bad?What is Yi Jian doing?

"Where is Xiaoxin?" He asked again.

"Inside, he's fine, he's fine." Erin seldom saw He Lanxue look so anxious, so she replied hastily.

Only then did He Lanxue feel relieved, and was about to stride in, but the guard guarding the door stepped in front of him, blocking He Lanxue's way, and then said flatly, "Your Majesty, the Lord wants to see you. "

He Lanxue's expression sank, and she replied angrily, "Very well, I want to see him too. Where is he?"

"Your Majesty, please go this way." The guard stretched out his arms, and He Lanxue turned his head and told Yilin, "Take care of Xiaoxin", and followed the man, striding towards the inside of the house.

After entering the door, He Lanxue discovered: the house is also unique, there are far more buildings inside than it looks from the outside, and the layout is ingenious, with interconnected fields, the structure and appearance of the house and the house look too similar, only a few walks away There is an illusion of disorientation.

He Lanxue immediately put her mind to it. She wanted to memorize the route, but after trying to memorize it for a while, she suddenly felt bored and had a splitting headache. She couldn't remember the rest of the route.

They stopped.

And He Lanxue didn't know which part of the house this was, so he was a little dizzy.

The house in front of me is exactly the same as the other houses in the house, the same color of two-story buildings, the same color of gray, and the same color of crane eaves and inclined tiles.

The only difference here is that the door is open.

It's dark inside.

"Please come inside, Your Majesty." The person leading the way stretched out his arms politely.

He Lanxue stepped up the steps alone.

After he entered, the door closed behind him.

The room was plunged into the most complete darkness, and he couldn't see anything clearly.The surroundings were quiet, only a faint sound of breathing told He Lanxue: There are other people in here.

"Who are you?" He stood in the darkness and asked very calmly.

The voice was not high, but it caused strange echoes, 'who', 'who', 'who'... The ending sound continued to curl up.

The man didn't answer, only heard a 'wipe'.

The sound of scythe.

In the darkness, a cluster of faint fires ignited.

He Lanxue looked along the flames, the man's face was very blurry, under the reflection of the flames, he felt that it was bright white, like a ghost.

A chill subconsciously rose from his spine, like a water snake, winding upwards.

"Axue." The man spoke, his voice hoarse and unbearable, like the rattling of a broken machine.

He Lanxue was stunned for a moment. Except for those close to him, no one else would call him that.

"You are..." He Lanxue took two steps in the direction of the fire, but the fire on the opposite side was like a will-o'-the-wisp. He Lanxue took a step forward, and the fire took a step back. Moreover, I couldn't see how it moved, only the slightest distance No shortening is seen.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Even though He Lanxue was bold, she couldn't help being suspicious at this moment.

The scene in front of him did not look like a normal person.

"It's a human, and it's also a ghost." The man replied hoarsely, with a strange laugh, "I should have died for many years, but because of her obsession, hell would not accept me. I can only be half human, half ghost Live in this world. Ashe, there is not much time left. You have to stop her."

"Who is she?" He Lanxue asked.

"Lonely breath."

Hearing this name, He Lanxue was taken aback for a moment, and the vague suspicion just now was immediately confirmed. His body trembled, and he asked in a low voice: "...Are you, uncle?"

Was it rumored to have been dead for many years, Helan Wushuang?

"...you are, uncle?"

"I'm not your uncle anymore, I'm just a ghost who can't enter hell." He Lan Wushuang was still far away from the flames, not far away.

However, He Lanxue settled down. He had a vague impression of his uncle, but he still believed that his uncle would not harm him.

"Stop what?" he asked.

(End of this chapter)