The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 277 It's Pure Kindness
This was probably beyond his expectations, and I also believe that the award was purely out of kindness.

He knew that he couldn't give me the heart I wanted, so he gave me everything he could: power, status, children, and the only favor in the harem.

He is still very busy, Xijun is growing up slowly, most of his energy is on state affairs, and the other part is on children, if by chance, when he is teaching Xijun to practice calligraphy, his eyes can occasionally stop at me A moment on my body is enough to make me happy for several days.

Just for that faint glance.

I want to take care of the harem for him so that he has no worries.

I want to suppress all the words that slander me so that he doesn't have to worry about it.

I want to remove all hidden obstacles for him, and make him the wisest and greatest king of Yan Kingdom.

When Xijun was two years old, I began to pay attention to his teacher. In the intricate relationship between officials, it was not easy to find a backbone who could guide Xijun and help him.

According to the news from the court, he seems to be in a very difficult situation, and Yan Han is a person who refuses to be gentle, with clear emotions and anger, too strong, and too strong is easy to break, just like the big defeat many years ago.I have to help him.Even in a way he doesn't like.

However, frequent interviews with foreign ministers in the harem intensified the already hot rumors.

Before I became a concubine, I was not a chaste woman, and many of the roles I played were bed-warming scenes.Their suspicions were not groundless.

He obviously heard about it, but he didn't question me face to face. This kind of silence made me worry instead.

The matter of Xijun also came to an end.I showed him the selected list, and he glanced at it and said, "You decide."

"Don't you ask why you chose him?" I asked, "Rumors say that he and I..."

"I believe you." He sealed all my words with one sentence.

I looked up at him, his expression was clear, his eyes were majestic and pure.

From that moment on, I was beyond redemption.

With the turbulent political situation in North Korea and China, malicious slanders continued, even once, they "got all the stolen goods" and dragged a man I didn't know under my bed, Yan Han just smiled and didn't pursue it at all.

My special existence makes all those who covet the post or have ulterior motives go crazy.

"There is another book in the court asking to depose you." He said it frankly, I smiled, maybe there is no love, but the tacit understanding over the years has made me familiar with his every frown and smile, all his spoken and unspoken words .

"Anu, I want you to avoid it." I wasn't too surprised by what he said next.

"Okay." I replied.

My heart is warm, he is thinking of me.

I was deposed and lived in a cold palace.

At that time, Xijun was already five years old, and the five-year-old child didn't understand all the inside stories, and instead became very angry with his father because of this, and the relationship between father and son became more and more delicate.

In this regard, I am very helpless, but I cannot explain everything clearly to a child.

Later, Xi Jun gradually understood the meaning of those rumors, no matter how well protected the children in the palace are, they will mature earlier than the children in the folk.Although he didn't ask me, he saw too much of his father's silence.He thought that Yanhan was tacitly acquiescing to these rumors—in fact, my demotion and his gradually reducing the number of times he saw me all confirmed Xijun's conjecture.

He often finds faults and quarrels with Yanhan, mischievous and mischievous, which makes people headaches.

Once, Xi Jun asked me, "Concubine Mother, does King Father dislike you?"

It was rainy and dark that day.

"He has always liked someone else." Perhaps because of the bad weather, I suddenly sighed.

"Who?" The little guy looked alert.

I laugh, five-year-old kid.How can I know whether I like it or not, but I unconsciously answered a name in my mouth, "Yiren."

"Yi Ren." He repeated, eyes that were as beautiful as Yan Han's had a viciousness that didn't match his age.

Not long after, I fell ill.The cause is very simple, at first it was wind and cold, but later it became more and more serious—the years of hard work in the palace, and the old disability and poison broke out together.

And the reason why he got the cold was because he said he would come to see me, but he missed the appointment.I stood outside in the storm and waited for him for half the night.

It was only later that I found out that a major event had happened in the celestial dynasty. The little emperor of the celestial dynasty named Helan Tian'an seized power and took charge of the government.They discussed countermeasures, so they forgot.

I was never first in his heart.

For this reason, Xijun hated him, and I wanted to reconcile, but the illness got worse day by day, and in the end, I gradually realized that this time was actually the end.

For the last three days, he stayed by his side and was inseparable.

When he was dying, he hesitated to speak next to him, tried hard for a long time, and finally sighed: "I'm sorry, I can't say that word all the time."

"No. I am very grateful that you have never said that word to me." I held his hand and smiled: "At least, that means you have always been sincere to me, never cheated or exaggerated. I am satisfied. "

Yes, contented.I feel at ease.

In a trance, as if back to the day when I first met him at the age of 14, he was dressed in black, with indifferent and handsome eyebrows, looking down at me from above.

"What's your name?"

"Anu."

"Will you die for me?"

"Yes."

"Very good, I hope you can keep your word." The boy left a word indifferently, then turned around.

The girl raised her head behind him, her gaze clear and firm.

With casual questions, he won her lifetime commitment.

After Anu passed away, Yan Han only left eight words on her tombstone.

Like a wife like a sister, like a friend like a minister.

After He Lanxin was reprimanded by He Lanqin, although he didn't want to, he didn't want to arouse his cousin's suspicion for no reason. Every time he saw Yiren approaching, he would subconsciously avoid it.

But after getting in touch with her again and again, she felt that this girl named Xiaolu was quite suitable for her temperament, and other people were hypocritical, but she was happy to speak with a smile and had no fear.

He Lanxin was not a deep-minded person at first, he knew what was going on with many things, but he was too lazy to do them or worry about them.He Lanqin's warning slowly faded away, and he became friendly with Yi Ren again, but Yi Ren always looked at him in a daze, which made his heart skip a beat, and he really couldn't figure it out.

Is it really like Master Fengjiu said: I have a very good-looking face?
After a few days like this, Helan Tianan had secret talks with He Lanqin every day, discussing the future direction of Tianchao and Suiyuan. Tianan tried to persuade He Lanqin to help him wholeheartedly, but He Lanqin always talked about him, with a perfunctory face, not serious at all. treat.

Helan Tianan didn't dare to show his anxiety, but he has been away from the palace for so long, and the affairs of the court have been delayed a lot, so he doesn't have much time.The words in the past two days have also gradually become sharper. He Lanqin saw it and shook his head secretly: After all, it is the heart of a teenager.

However, Jiangshan lacks years.

(End of this chapter)