The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 295 The Man Drawn in the Market
She turned her head, looked at the face of 'He Lanxin', and was about to reiterate her position as a mother, but after a closer look, she realized that the person in front of her was not He Lanxin.

The real He Lanxin opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at the person in front of him who was at least nine points like him.

He looked very much like the man Yi Ren drew in the market that night.

Elegant and handsome, looking forward to brilliance.

"you you……"

"You are...you are..."

He Lanxin and Helan Tianan spoke out at the same time.

They looked at each other.

Today's scene is very strange, their fronts are suddenly unified.

"Axue!" Yi Ren yelled immediately after her mind went blank for a moment.

Without thinking about it, she hugged his neck and rubbed her face against his chest, she was so happy that she cried softly.

God finally favored them.

Hiding the pain of not knowing each other, in such a vast sea of ​​time and space, we can still meet each other.

He Lanxue's expression was a little dazed.

He was mentally prepared early in the morning - Yi Ren has changed her appearance, she is no longer the same as before, but seeing such a strange face for the first time, there is still a strange feeling.

Just because...it's so beautiful.

So beautiful that he felt apprehensive,

That's good, I can finally feel the uneasiness that Yi Ren had in the past.

"Axue... are you He Lanxue?" Tianan's reaction this time was faster than He Lanxin's, and he straightened his mind and asked tentatively.

Shouldn't it?
He looked too young, and he didn't look like He Lanxin's father at all—of course, his appearance was still extremely similar.

"You should call me Third Uncle, Tian'an." He Lanxue corrected with a smile, then lowered her head, held Yi Ren's face with both hands, watched her cry, and finally found the image that made him feel attached to her touching eyes.

"Honey, I've always wanted you to be ugly. How did you become so beautiful? You didn't go to Feng Jiu for plastic surgery, did you?" He pretended to be relaxed, in order to relieve the indescribable excitement and great happiness in his heart.

Yi Ren laughed through his tears, shook his head vigorously, and threw himself into his arms again.

His mouth was on his shoulder, and he bit down hard.

He Lanxue was in pain, but she didn't run away, instead she hugged her tightly, as if she was about to rub into her flesh and blood.

Pain is real.

The breath between the mouth is also real.

They finally landed slowly from the dreamlike state when they first reunited, and they were finally able to confirm that the person in front of them was not another midnight dream.

He Lanxin was dumbfounded from the beginning to the end, probably because he lost too much blood and felt a little dizzy.

——Is he watching the scene where his biological parents reunite after a long absence?
Such a young father and mother?

His head became more and more dizzy, and his body shook a few times.

"...Father?" He wobbled as if on floating clouds.

He Lanxue had already seen him, and nodded upon hearing the words, "Xiaoxin is getting older."

The standard fatherly tone overlapped with the faint voice in his memory, and in an instant, He Lanxin hit him squarely.

He blinked, then fell straight back.

fainted.

When He Lanxin woke up, Feng Jiu's familiar face came into view.

His heart relaxed, he stretched leisurely, and said with a smile: "I had a strange dream. I dreamed that my parents were back..."

Feng Jiu smiled and remained silent.

He Lanxin suddenly became uncertain, "Is it a dream?"

"Of course it's not a dream, dear son." On the other side of the bed, a person smashed his hope with a smile.

He Lanxin suddenly turned her head: He Lanxue was sitting beside her.Yi Ren leaned on his shoulder and looked at him with the same smile.

He Lanxin felt absurd, and didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

To make matters worse, he was also tempted by his mother.

Thinking of this, He Lanxin even wanted to die, but the return of his parents was another gratifying event after all, he really couldn't laugh or cry, he was in a mess.

Yi Ren had already leaned over virtuously, and was about to give him medicine, but before he could touch He Lanxin's mouth, He Lanxue snatched it away again.

"Let me do it."

He didn't want Yi Ren to spill the medicine on his precious son.

Yi Ren wasn't annoyed either, he didn't worry about her and it wasn't bad for her, and just rushed to do everything.

She was still smiling, leaning against He Lanxue, putting the spoon under Yi Ren's mouth every time she scooped it up, and asked her to blow it. After Yi Ren finished blowing, He Lanxue took another sip to make sure the temperature was right before feeding it to Yi Ren. Helan's new drink.

The three of them worked closely together, and those two were even more affectionate, which made He Lanxin saddened to see it.

"Xiaoxin recover well." After feeding the medicine, Yiren kissed his left cheek, and He Lanxue touched the top of his head. Neither of them saw him grow up with their own eyes. He treats it like a child.

He Lanxin nestled under the quilt pitifully, unable to say anything other than blinking his eyes.

As for why they are so young, He Lanxue has already explained briefly, but Xiaoxin still can't fully digest it.

Especially calling Yiren a mother, it feels strange, too strange.

It's not that Yiren and He Lanxue didn't notice Xiaoxin's emotions, but it was an inevitable process, and they were still anxious to find Xiaokui and recover the lost time by the way, without asking too much.

After the injury was almost healed, Helan asked to leave the valley.

Feng Jiu let him go.

He Lanxin went to a place that no one else would have expected.

He entered the palace quietly.

Sitting big in Tianan's bedroom, sometimes meditating, sometimes sighing, sometimes happy, crazy.

Since Helan Tian'an took over Suiyuan, he had a lot of things to deal with, plus the matter of cutting down the feudal clan, he has been busy very late.

Helan Xin can't wait for the left, and can't wait for the right.He simply kicked his boots, lay down on the dragon bed, and fell asleep after a while.

When Helan Tianan returned to the palace, he suddenly saw a person lying on his bed, who was about to call out the assassin, but after seeing his face clearly, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and sat silently on the side of the bed.

He Lanxin's sleeping appearance is very peaceful, without the carelessness or pride of waking up, like a well-protected baby, full of trust in the world.

Inheriting He Lanxue's appearance, He Lanxin's appearance is definitely a beautiful one, even more slender, with long eyelashes covering the shadows like a fan, on his eyelids, next to the slightly wrinkled bridge of the nose, quite attractive.

Helan Tianan suddenly realized that he didn't hate him as much as he imagined.

The reason why he has always hated Xiaoxin is largely because of his smile.

——Lazy, insightful, uninhibited, but also pure and innocent smile.

But in all fairness, he looks good when he smiles like this.

It looks so popular that it doesn't come from one place.

The corners of Tian'an's lips twitched, and he inspected He Lanxin's sleeping appearance again, then stretched out his hand to push him awake.

"Why are you here?" He asked with a serious face.

(End of this chapter)