The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 275 There Will Not Be This Kind of Warm Sadness

Yan Xijun looked at her for a while, although he didn't answer directly, but the expression on his face already explained everything.

She must be a very gentle mother, Wei Shi thought.

Otherwise, Yan Xijun would not have such a warm sadness on his face.

"Tell you, my mother is actually not a good person." Wei Shi tried her best to smile, and said to ease the atmosphere, "She relied on my father...that is, my father, but he just liked my father's wealth and power. After I was born, she used me as a threat, cheated my father of a sum of money, and ran off with her lover to have a good time.

However, she will send me gifts every year on my birthday, and she will also care about me from time to time. Others say what kind of woman she is, but what does it matter?That was her own life.As long as she treats me well. "

"She abandoned you, do you still think she treats you well?" Yan Xijun looked at Wei Shi with the eyes of a monster.

Wei Shi said lightly: "She didn't owe me in the first place, even if she abandoned me, I have no right to blame her."

Wei Shi's grievances and grievances have always been clear, she is unwilling to owe others, and she will not feel that others should owe her.

"You are so weird." Jun Yanxi left a sentence, stood up and said, "However, thank you for your words, I decided not to be angry with my concubine any more."

"He's like a good boy." Wei Shi said kindly, "Be filial to your parents, don't beat others up casually. As long as you are obedient, your mother will like you even more."

"She's dead, how can she like me more?" Yan Xijun's face darkened, and his tone became cold again.

Wei Shi didn't expect this answer, and couldn't help being taken aback.

At the moment when she was in a daze, Yan Xijun had already walked out.

After a while, she was transferred to a comfortably furnished carriage, and there was a dedicated doctor to heal her injuries, but Yan Xijun never showed up again.

After doing this for a few more days, Wei Shi was gradually able to walk on the ground. After the pain eased, the resentment towards the little kid was not as strong as it was at first.

At noon on the seventh day, the carriage stopped suddenly, and a guard in palace costume lifted Wei Shi's carriage curtain, respectfully asked Wei Shi to get off the carriage, and said, "Your Majesty wants to see you."

Only then did Wei Shi realize: They have already entered the palace.

His Majesty?Is that the father of that brat Yan Xijun?I don't know if it's as moody as a kid.

Wei Shi felt a little apprehensive, but more out of curiosity. After seven days of recuperation, her movements were no longer hindered. After she got off the carriage, she quickly displayed the self-cultivation she had cultivated when she was a lady of a famous family, and walked forward gracefully and reservedly.

At the end of the line of sight is a man who is also dressed in black, with black silk and gold trim, and exquisite patterns embroidered on the neckline. His face is almost similar to Yan Xijun's, but compared to the shabby child's majesty, that tall man has a kind of Natural domineering without anger, with an indifferent and wise expression, a pair of bottomless eyes, deeper than the deepest sea, blacker than the darkest night, under such gaze, it seems that everything has nowhere to hide.

Let all the people standing in front of him involuntarily lower their stature and look up to him willingly.

Is this the rumored majesty?

Wei Shi was overwhelmed by it, and was going to ask that guy how he educated the children, but she couldn't speak at the moment, she stopped lightly in front of the man, accepting his sharp scrutiny.Stand upright and proud.

It is rare for Yan Han to see such a fearless woman. Thinking of what Cai Xijun said just now, his cold expression softened a little, "Which country are you from? What reward do you want?"

Wei Shi thought for a while, and didn't know there was anything special for a while, then said without hope and jokingly, "I want to find out the whereabouts of Liu Zhufeng. Can you do it?"

Yan Han was startled, slightly surprised, "Liu Zhufeng?"

This name, together with Yi Ren, has disappeared in the depths of the fishing sea. In 15 years, it was the first time he heard someone mention it, and for some reason, he felt a little dazed.

That person also disappeared for 15 years.

Thirty years, a flick of a finger.

"Can't you find it? Then help He Lanxue find the Yiren." Wei Shi took the next best thing and did something good for He Lanxue, whose whereabouts are now unknown. Anyway, to be precise, he was the one who saved Yan Xijun.

"Yi Ren?" Yan Han's face changed slightly, and he repeated the name absentmindedly.

Wei Shi was feeling strange, Yan Xijun, who was standing obediently behind Yan Han, suddenly rushed out, and pushed Wei Shi viciously, Wei Shi was caught off guard for a while, and fell to the ground. Wei Shi was in so much pain from the incompletely healed wound, she was about to swear, but unexpectedly, Yan Han's figure was even faster, and he had already flashed in front of her, stretching out his hand, his deep eyes firmly grasping her Face, "Say what you just said again."

Wei Shi put his hand in his generous palm with some hesitation, and replied in a dull voice: "Help He Lanxue find a Iraqi..."

Yanhan had already grabbed her and pulled her up from the ground.

"Who the hell are you? What's your relationship with Yi Ren?" This time, Wei Shi stood very close to Yan Han, so close that he could see the surging emotions in his eyes, as well as the shallow wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.His voice was very low, not as friendly as it was at the beginning, like a torture, which made people feel cold and stressed.

Wei Shi, on the other hand, hates this tone, and also hates the feeling of being questioned like this.

She pursed her lips and did not answer, but was stunned by Yan Han's effort, Yan Xijun rushed over again, pulled Wei Shi aside, and said with a sullen face: "Don't say that name. I hate her."

Far away, Yi Ren was trying her best to curry favor with He Lanxin. While talking, she suddenly sneezed inexplicably. She rubbed her nose depressedly, wondering, "Who is cursing me?"

"Xi Jun!" Yan Han murmured in bewilderment, not understanding where his hatred for someone he didn't know came from.

"Don't mention this name! Don't mention this name! The concubine mother was killed by this person! The concubine mother was forced to death by you!" Yan Xijun suddenly lost control of his emotions, crying and shouting, pushing and pushing like a rock Yan Han, who is so motionless, poor Wei Shi who is a pond fish, was somehow thrown into the war between father and son.

When the gaffe developed to this point, the people around looked at each other in dismay.

In the end, the farce stopped with a slap.

"Your mother died of illness and has nothing to do with others. If I said that I failed to protect her well before, it was my fault. Don't blame others. As the prince of the Yan Kingdom, I don't think too much about things for the country and the people. , Trapped by rumors every day, unable to tell right from wrong, how can I live up to the high expectations of thousands of people in Yan Kingdom in the future?"

This sentence is righteous and cannot be refuted, Mr. Yan Xi covered his flushed face, stared at Yan Han with hatred, then turned around, and ran towards the inner palace.

Yan Han looked at his back, kindness and intolerance flashed in his eyes, and was soon replaced by profoundness.

(End of this chapter)