The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 287 I Don't Care About Her After That
Wei Shi felt that she was completely abandoned.

After Yan Xijun entered the palace, he only cared about making trouble with his father and king, and had no time to take care of her, a great lifesaver.Yan Han's attitude is also very strange, in the first few days she would offer condolences hypocritically, but after that she also ignored her, and she became a complete idler in Yan Palace.

She is also happy and at ease, and in the past, she was also used to dealing with people of various religions and streams. Wei Shi's life in Yan Palace seems to be not bad. First, she got acquainted with the servants who served her, and then taught them to play gambling. What? Pai Gow, dice, and homemade mahjong are all fun to play.

She is a master, and her opponents are all beginners. After playing for a few days, although Wei Shi got everyone's admiration as she wished, she also felt that it was boring.

I thought that people in ancient times were as smart and interesting as He Lanxue, and he shocked the casino after just watching it for half a day.As for these people, she has taught them hand in hand for so long, and their level is still as bad as hell.

It seems that there are outstanding smart people or ordinary people in every era, God is really unfair.

On this day, Wei Shi tidied up the famous eunuchs and maids from other palaces without any suspense, pushed the Pai Gow in front of him, said, 'I'm sleepy', and then walked gracefully towards the inner hall go.

I lay on the bed and twisted and twisted a few times, unable to fall asleep, feeling hot and bored.

She stood up again and looked outside the curtain: the people outside had dispersed, and they were still on duty.

Remembering that I just wandered around the east side of the palace when I first entered the palace, and hadn't been to the rest of the palaces, Wei Shi suddenly became interested: Anyway, it's good to visit the palace when I'm idle.

After the visit, it is time to leave.

She still wants to find Liu Zhufeng.

After making up her mind, Wei Shi got up and washed up briefly, and then quietly left the guest room that Yan Han arranged for herself without disturbing anyone.

It is the season of late summer and early autumn.

The Yan Palace is lush and lush, the flowers are blooming luxuriantly, the air is filled with a faint smell of grass, and the smell of dry wind, Wei Shi took a deep breath, full of fragrance, and suddenly felt refreshed.

The benefits of ancient times are finally revealed slowly.

Wei Shi was in a good mood, and he was not as cautious when walking as before. He swayed left and right like this, and unexpectedly walked to a remote cold palace without knowing it.

It is said to be a cold palace, but it is actually an abandoned courtyard. Wei Shi looked at the structure outside the courtyard, with carved railings and painted buildings, exquisite and luxurious. If it weren't for the sparsely populated place, the weeds in front of the palace, and the steps covered with dust, Wei Shi would almost have thought it was an old palace. An extremely important palace.

It's a waste to leave such a fine house like this.

She watched outside for a while, then walked in irresistibly.

The gate of the courtyard is ajar, and what you can see from the door is an autumn frame with complicated decorations, and the ropes are also decorated with reliefs of flowers. The dust is particularly thick, it can be seen that no one has sat there for a long time.

I don't know what kind of stunning scenery the person sitting on this autumn plane was.

Wei Shi secretly remembered, wandered in the barren yard, and then stepped on the steps carefully.

At this moment, she found that there were footprints on the steps. The steps were very light, leaving almost no traces. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see them at all.Wei Shi only discovered it when she looked down at an unknown flower beside the steps.Looking at the thin, accumulated dust around it, it seems that someone has just entered it not long ago.

She was startled for a while, then became curious, and moved lightly, tiptoeing to the door, and when she reached the half-covered temple door, she stopped and quietly peeped inside.

Probably because there was no window open, it was very dark inside, and Wei Shi couldn't see anything at first, but after his eyes gradually got used to the darkness, he could only see vague outlines.

Screens, tables and chairs, all kinds of antique bottles, desks, and desks seem to be very common.

The only unusual person was a person sitting in front of the desk.

With his back to the light, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he felt tall and straight. Sitting like this in the shadows, he also had an indescribable majesty, which was very familiar.

He just sat, doing nothing, motionless, like an ancient sculpture.

Wei Shi was standing at the door, her legs were numb, and the people inside still didn't move at all. For a moment, Wei Shi had an illusion in a trance: the people inside had been dead for a long time, without breathing.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she was about to open the door and go in to see what happened, but there was a sudden change in the room.

The screen was violently knocked down.

A shorter figure rushed out from behind the screen and stood in front of the man aggressively, "Is this what you do every day?

This is the so-called very, very important thing after you left your dying mother?Just sitting in this inexplicable place inexplicably, thinking about that inexplicable person? "

The person who rushed out from behind the screen was Yan Xijun.

Wei Shi sighed: "Little Po boy's temper hasn't changed at all, he's still so fiery."

As for the other person, I can figure out who it is with my thumb - Yan Han.

Every time these two fathers and sons met, the smell of gunpowder was everywhere, or in other words, it was Yan Xijun's unilateral smell of gunpowder.

"You have been hiding here for so long, why didn't you wait a little longer? If you are so impetuous, how can you inherit the throne of Yan Kingdom in the future, and how can you take care of the well-being of thousands of people in Yan Kingdom?" The person who came out didn't seem surprised at all, he didn't even change his posture, he just reprimanded him unhurriedly behind the desk.

Jun Yanxi, who was on the verge of a sword attack, was taken aback for a moment, "You know I'm here?"

"If you can bear it for another quarter of an hour, I'll think you've made some progress. It's a pity—you're still so impatient. As the crown prince, your cultivation level is obviously not enough." Yan Han's voice was still calm. It was slow, but it was enough to make Yan Xijun jump in anger.

"You deliberately looked at my foolishness, you...you did it on purpose! You don't care what I think at all, my mother and I are living in front of you, but you only see an outsider who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive!" Yan Xi Jun was so stimulated that he couldn't choose what to say, "If that's the case, why did you give birth to me back then! It's rare for a ghost to be this prince, I'm wrong!"

Yan Han didn't get angry, but just looked at his son in astonishment.

His words are so familiar.

Just like many years ago, Yan Han stood in front of Yan Zihao, feeling angry in his heart: he only thought about the deceased Mrs. Xi, but turned a blind eye to their living mother and child.

Could it be that it is really a reincarnation, unconsciously ignoring the people around me because of a non-existent person?
When Anu passed away, was he also bitterly resentful?
But he's given all he can.

As for Xijun...

"Take out the things." Thinking of the past, Xiao Se slipped into Yan Han's eyes, and his voice became much softer, "It's none of her business, you don't have to blame the place where she lived."

(End of this chapter)