The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 21 Human Body Heaters

Since Yiren was being deducted more and more by other people, Eleven gave Yiren a little from her ration every now and then. A few nights ago, she even stole charcoal from her "community dormitory". Let Yi Ren really have a good night's sleep.

Although the next day, Yi Ren saw bruises on Eleven's arms, but Eleven didn't say anything, and Yi Ren didn't ask.

"Hey, this winter is really long, miss, when will our spring arrive?" After Yiren finished eating, Shi Yi also leaned against the window, sighing hopelessly.

Yi Ren looked at her, blinked, then looked away and said, "I will find a way to let you out."

When she said this, she was surprisingly serious.

Yi Ren considers herself to be a person with no ambitions, and she is content to live this life lazily, but in this life, she doesn't want to implicate anyone, and she doesn't want to embarrass anyone, such as Eleven.

It's a pity that her sincere words from the heart got Shi Shi's contemptuous eyes.

"Miss, as long as you can take care of yourself, I will be Amitabha. In comparison, I am already much luckier than Miss. Although Miss was born in a rich family, she is ugly, stupid and not popular. Well, but she is beautiful, smart and clever, so you should think more about yourself."

Eleven's mouth still refused to forgive.

Yi Ren still had a good-natured smile, casually picked up the sketches he had drawn from the table, and on the white rice paper, he had drawn the same elegant silhouette, with excellent facial features and a gentle temperament, it was Pei Ruochen.

"It's been a long time since he came." Yi Ren sighed regretfully, and his bright and clear eyes dimmed for an unprecedented moment.

Eleven saw it in his eyes, and originally wanted to retort, but when he saw his young lady's situation, he didn't know if he was moved with compassion, so he paused and said: "Miss, I asked about Mr. Pei's life experience. "

"Oh." Yi Ren just responded lightly, not as ecstatic as Eleven thought.

Eleven was a little surprised, and his enthusiasm was poured down with cold water.

She didn't know that, for Yi Ren, liking Pei Ruochen was purely for his appearance, his voice, his gentleness and elegance, but Yi Ren didn't care about his background, nor did she want to know urgently it.

But halfway through the conversation, I had to continue. Eleven pouted his lips and continued angrily: "This servant found out after a lot of hard work. This Mr. Pei Ruochen is the only son of the current Prime Minister Pei Linpu, and he is also walking in front of the imperial court. Dr. Yin Guanglu, the emperor's confidant, the most popular person in the dynasty!"

"Oh." Yi Ren still just responded, his attention had already been attracted by the beautiful boy in the painting.

Eleven was so angry that she wanted to strangle her neck.The hand gesture is about to be raised.

When He Lanxue came to Yiren's house, she happened to see a strange scene through the window.

Eleven pinched Yi Ren's neck and shook her vigorously, her face was ferocious, like a beast.

The guard standing behind He Lanxue holding an umbrella was also shocked. He was about to break through the window to rescue the princess, but He Lanxue stopped him with his hand. He Lanxue said lightly: "Don't use common sense to judge their master and servant."

As soon as the words fell, Eleven let go of Yi Ren out of breath, and Yi Ren also took a deep breath, then calmly straightened his collar, and said slowly: "Young man, don't be in a hurry."

Then, ignoring Eleven's exasperated expression, he leisurely picked up the rice paper pushed to the ground by Eleven, and began to re-evaluate his work.

He Lanxue took a step closer and was also outside the house, seeing clearly the contents on the rice paper.

The slender eyes narrowed slightly, and then turned into inexplicable anger.

Although the long-term neglect made He Lanxue almost forget Yiren's existence, and gradually stopped being angry with her, but when he saw Yilin's name, he still thought of her immediately.

He wondered if she really enjoyed being left out as she said.

Curiosity arose, so I braved such heavy snow and walked from the front hall to this forgotten corner.

And she was still thinking about other men!

The more He Lanxue thought about it, the more angry she became. She stretched out her arms and pushed away the guard's hand holding the umbrella behind her. Then, angrily, she pushed open the door vigorously, and walked in with a smell of wind and snow.

And the Yiren inside the room yawned precisely at this moment.

After yawning, when he opened his eyes again, he saw He Lan's peerless snowy face, very close at hand.

"Huh?" She blinked, obviously not used to this new person.

Eleven was also taken aback, and immediately became overjoyed, but before she could speak, He Lanxue had already made a gesture to let her go out.

"Why are you here?" Yi Ren didn't have the consciousness of meeting the nectar after a long drought at all, but was slightly surprised.

It's like turning up the bed and finding a flea on the board.

He Lanxue realized that she had reneged on her promise, and said that she would never come again. She didn't expect her to live well here, but ran here by herself.

"I'm here to inform you of something." He Lanxue quickly changed the subject to hide her annoyance: "Your sister has entered the palace."

"Eileen." Yi Ren was not surprised, she always thought that Eileen would definitely enter the palace.

The level of a world beauty pageant champion.

"Because of the deep love between your sisters, this king has already asked the emperor to allow you to enter the palace to see Concubine Lin tomorrow." Seeing that her expression was not touched at all, He Lanxue couldn't help feeling as depressed as Eleven, and coughed Cough, I added another sentence.

"Ah, I want to enter the palace..." Instead of being happy, Yi Ren became embarrassed: "Isn't that very troublesome?"

It's okay to neglect her, or let her suffer in the ice and snow, but it's troublesome...

She hated trouble, and wished that everything she had to do every day could be solved by sitting on the bed.

He Lanxue looked at the embarrassed Yi Ren and was amazed.

Could it be that people are too lazy to even take care of sisterhood?

He didn't know that neither the former Yiren nor this fake Yiren had any sisterhood with the eldest lady Yilin.

"...Well, let's go." Yi Ren hesitated for a long time, looked up at He Lanxue's obscure eyes, flinched, and agreed.

That tone seemed to be for He Lanxue's sake.Because of this, He Lanxue owed her a big favor.

He held back his temper, put his hands on the stack of drafts, and slowly sat down opposite her.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Seeing that he had no intention of leaving after speaking, Yi Ren asked again.

"Are you urging me to leave?" He asked in a deep voice.

The hand on the case was gently grasped, and before Yi Ren could answer, he had already raised the draft paper, and asked calmly: "I wonder if the princess can tell this king, who is drawn on this paper?"

Before Yi Ren could answer, he had already raised the draft paper, and asked calmly: "I wonder if the princess can tell this king, who is drawn on this paper?"

Yi Ren looked at him, and asked a little hurt: "Could it be that my drawing is so bad?"

She has always been confident in her sketches, and even He Lanxue can't recognize who is in the drawing.

He Lanxue felt powerless like a chicken talking to a duck.

"You draw very similar..." After a pause, He Lanxue said honestly, when she saw Yi Ren's paintings for the first time, He Lanxue was still surprised. Yi Ren's paintings are very different from the current style. Similarly, she painted quite delicately and realistically, and even the facial expressions were vividly portrayed—but that kind of surprise was immediately attacked by surging jealousy. He Lanxue didn't want to ask why she drew such a painting at all, but was angry: "But why are you drawing other men!"

The prince was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Yi Ren didn't notice it, and replied honestly: "Because Pei Ruochen looks very three-dimensional, it's really suitable for painting. The effect of painting is also very good."

"...Why didn't the concubine think about painting the king?" He Lanxue insisted.

"The prince's appearance..." Yi Ren rested his chin to observe for a while, and then replied very pertinently: "Actually, the prince is not bad, but his spirit is greater than his attitude, and if he is a little careless, he will become weak and coquettish, so it is difficult to write. "

The implication is that he looks feminine.

He Lanxue snapped her fingers together, and the manuscript in her hand turned into powder in an instant. It was so painful to see Yiren.

——The only thing she cares about in this world is her own works.Anyway, she is also a nondescript artist, and she always has a little sense of honor.

"Speaking of being a princess..." The corners of He Lanxue's beautiful lips curled up, showing an unknown smile: "Then let my concubine see what it means to be weak..."

After finishing speaking, before Yiren could react, he stretched out his arms and hugged her horizontally, then strode towards the bed.

Yi Ren's mind went blank for a few seconds, and when he was thrown on the bed, he tentatively said, "It's very cold to sleep here, the quilt is thin, and there is no charcoal fire, the prince should go back to sleep, eh..."

He Lanxue closed her eyes, looking at Yi Ren who was still trying to send him away, she became even more annoyed.

To be honest, his current behavior has absolutely nothing to do with feeling, it's just very unbalanced, quite unbalanced.

It's not that there are no women who go out from his house, but none of them are willing to go out, even if they lie next to others, they pretend to be him.Only she, from the day of her wedding, never put him in her eyes.

He cannot tolerate neglect.

The body was pressed down, Yi Ren put his arms on his chest in vain and continued to resist, but when He Lanxue was completely pressed down.She gave up resisting.

He Lanxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled contemptuously: compromise so quickly?Did you play the game of playing hard to get?
——Smart player.

Yi Ren did give up resistance, but it wasn't the situation where He Lanxue thought that his body was weakened and he wanted to welcome but refused.but...

Yi Ren's hand moved from He Lanxue's chest to his waist, and then hugged him tightly, like hugging the big fluffy dog ​​before, hugging him tightly.

Because - He Lanxue's body is really warm, Yi Ren has been cold for too long, now, even if a moth flies to the flame, she can't let go of this body heater.

(End of this chapter)