The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 30
On the main road, Pei Ruochen's wedding party was dressed in red and green, and was driving slowly.

Fortunately, although the horse didn't obey its orders, it also liked to join in the fun, and instead of taking Yi Ren to the horizon, it rushed straight towards the wedding procession.

He Lanqin, who was in charge of the safety of the big wedding, had heard the sound long ago, but when he saw the man on the horseback, he couldn't help being startled.

In that daze, Yi Ren had already rushed to the periphery of the team.

Everyone dodged one after another, and Yi Ren's helpless cries of "Woo--" "Woo--" and "Stop" were heard next to their ears.

But the horse didn't listen to her at all. Seeing that the horse was about to lead her up to the team carrying the bride price, He Lanqin suddenly flew into the air, landed on the horse's back like a roc, and held Yiren with one hand With the other hand holding the rein, he pulled hard, and the horse raised its hooves and neighed, then stopped.

Yi Ren was terrified.

"Yi Ren, why are you here?" After the situation calmed down, He Lanqin asked the person hugged in front of him in surprise.

Yi Ren gasped for breath, then broke free from He Lanqin's restraint, and was about to get off the horse.

Unexpectedly, the movement was not in place, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden. He Lanqin on the horse frowned, and was about to help, but Yi Ren had already got up by herself, but the fall just now made her look ashamed Head soiled, embarrassed.

Then, Yi Ren resolutely walked to the front of the team, opened his arms, and stopped them.

The wedding party had already stopped after the commotion just now. Pei Ruochen, who was wearing a red wedding dress and sitting on a horse, had already stopped in front of the team, looking at her quietly.

It was the first time Yi Ren saw Pei Ruochen wearing red clothes, but red didn't suit him, she couldn't see the joy of red in her eyes, she just felt that it was noisy and inexplicably filling her heart.

But the face on the red dress was still so perfect that people couldn't take their eyes off it—it was the warm sun shining on the snow in the first winter.

"You can't marry the princess." Looking into his glass-like eyes, she said loudly but quietly, "Because I want to take you away."

There was an uproar around, but He Lanqin found it very funny, only Pei Ruochen still looked at her quietly, as if he didn't hear her words.

"Pei Ruochen." Yi Ren took a step forward, stopped in front of Pei Ruochen's horse, held his trouser legs, raised his head, and looked at him clearly, "You will follow me, right?"

Pei Ruochen lowered his head, and in her clean eyes, he saw the white clouds, blue sky, and light wind reflected from above his head—it was such a beautiful painting, but it was just an illusion.

"Since you have nothing to do with the world, then go on without it and don't look for trouble. I hope you can be like this forever." Pei Ruochen smiled, calm like a phantom, and then clamped his horse's belly, "Let's go back."

The bridegroom started, and the team behind him naturally followed slowly. Yi Ren stood there blankly. If He Lanqin hadn't pulled her back in time, she might have stood in the middle of the avenue forever.

The long queue seemed endless.So many noisy red colors flowed in front of Yi Ren like a river.

Yi Ren felt that his eyes were shivering from the red, and for some reason, tears flowed down his face.

He Lanqin stood behind her, holding her slender arm. She was not as tall as his chest, and that movement seemed to wrap her completely in his arms.

Then, looking down, he found that the back of his hand was wet with a hot, salty tear.

He found it incredible. He didn't expect that person with a weak mind to cry.

It's just that she cried too quietly, so quietly that it made my heart ache.

The team gradually walked away, and He Lanqin had to catch up to continue his guard work, so he had to let go of her, bent down, and wanted to tell her to go back to the palace by herself, but before he could say anything, He Lanqin straightened up again, looked at Front.

He Lanxue, who was chasing after him, was dressed in a white brocade dress like snow, and immediately stood proudly, looking at this side faintly.

"Your woman, take it back." He Lanqin smiled heartily, then turned around, jumped back to his horse without delay, and continued the interrupted wedding ceremony.

The onlookers had already been dispersed by the officers and soldiers, and the rest rushed forward to continue to witness the peerless demeanor of the prince's son-in-law.

The street was noisy just now, and soon there were only a few passers-by, Yi Ren standing by the roadside, and He Lanxue sitting on the horse.

He Lanxue looked at her without speaking.

Yi Ren shed tears silently for a while, then suddenly raised her head, wiped her face with the back of her hand, pouted, and said softly, "I'm so sleepy, I want to go back to sleep."

She just fell to the ground.His hands were originally covered with dust, but with this smear, his small face was even more like a cat, black and white.

He Lanxue raised her eyebrows and smiled with such a wide range, revealing two rows of fine teeth, which were unprecedentedly brilliant.

When the fireworks came from the direction of the palace, Yi Ren did not sleep as she said.

Instead, he stood in the courtyard and watched the bustling scene with everyone.

The only princess in the celestial dynasty, He Lanyou, the most beloved younger sister of the current emperor, married the young prince Pei who is both civil and military. I don't know how many girls in Kyoto, how many nobles and grandchildren, are both envious and hurt.

They are such a match made in heaven.

The sky is full of brilliant flames, brightly and extinguished, all of them are brilliant for them.

It's rare to see such a scene on October [-], and I can't stop jumping for joy. There was a big banquet in the palace, but He Lanxue, the third brother of He Lanyou, didn't attend. Enjoy the flames and eat in the garden.

Yi Ren was also forced out by him in this way. Of course, He Lanxue did not do it himself, but ordered: "All must attend."

He deliberately put the word "all" very hard.

Therefore, Yi Ren was dragged out by Eleven Death, and stared at the bright sky like a dream in boredom.

She has seen more splendid fireworks, and she is not as ecstatic as Eleven.

However, I have never seen such hazy fireworks, twinkling like morning stars reflected on the sea.

When the light became more and more blurred, Yi realized that it wasn't the fireworks, but her eye sockets were filled with water drops.

She didn't know that the wind was also harsh, and when it blew, she shed tears.

Tears filled with fireworks, rendering this flourishing age vividly.

Under the bustle, He Lanxue was drinking and having fun with his concubines, pushing glasses and changing cups, brimming with joy—and Yiren, who deliberately hid in a corner, was naturally forgotten by everyone.

Even He Lanxue didn't look at her.

"My lord is so strange." Eleven finally stopped yelling and ran to Yiren's side, slandering him: "When I sent the lady back tomorrow morning, I still seemed so concerned, and I didn't recognize her in a blink of an eye. It’s true that all men in the world are unlucky.”

Yi Ren didn't take it seriously, and looked at the sky without blinking.

The height of the fireworks finally came, and the sound of thunderous explosions came from the direction of the imperial city. In the capital, how many young couples, young couples, old and young, looked up at the brilliance of that moment.

Yi Ren also raised her head, and the color of the fireworks illuminated her red face.

The sound of thunder is endless.

When the heaviest explosion sound came, Yi Ren subconsciously covered her ears, but He Lanxue walked behind her at some point, and put two warm and slender hands gently in front of her ears.

The loud noise suddenly faded away, leaving only the dazzling flames and the fiery trees and silver flowers all over the garden.Yi Ren simply leaned back and curled up lazily in his arms.

He Lanxue froze for a moment, then smiled, and stood upright like this, letting someone treat him like a natural pillow.

At the moment when the fireworks finally dissipated, Yi Ren heard someone whispering in his ear: "Yi Ren, you are braver than me."

It seems to hear, but it seems not to hear.

And the scene of flames finally dissipated.

The concubines of Xiaoyao Wangfu, who came back to their senses from the beautiful scenery, hurriedly looked for their lord in the garden, and finally a sharp-eyed one saw the Xiaoyao Wang who had always been playing around, and ran to meet the most unpopular Yiren'qingqingwowo ', couldn't help but yelled together, asked a few sisters, and walked towards them gracefully.

Seeing this on Shi Shi, I wanted to go up and intercept it, so as to create a chance for my young lady to be alone with the prince.Yi Ren had also caught a glimpse of them, stood up simply, patted the skirt of his clothes, and said casually: "I'm done reading, I'm going back to sleep."

He Lanxue withdrew her hand embarrassingly, she didn't stop her, but she lost interest.

Sure enough, Yi Ren left after finishing speaking, without nostalgia, leaving He Lanxue standing where he was, and was surrounded by his beautiful wives and concubines in a blink of an eye.

Yi Ren woke up in the early morning of the third day. As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard He Lanxue's anxious voice: "Is she really alright? She has been asleep for so long."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, Your Majesty is really just sleeping, she is in good health." The imperial doctor replied with trepidation while wiping off his sweat.

"Humph—" He Lanxue was about to say something, but Eleven, who was guarding the bedside, had already found Yi Ren who was looking at her, and couldn't help cheering: "My lord, Miss is awake, Miss is fine."

Yi Ren looked at her in puzzlement, stretched himself, and said leisurely, "It's been a long time since I slept so comfortably, Eleven, prepare a pen and paper."

Eleven looked at his young lady in surprise: her complexion was ruddy and she was full of energy, she really looked like a normal person.

He Lanxue had pulled out the doctor's neckline, but she let go when she saw it, and looked at Yiren in amazement just like Eleven.

Yiren, however, acted as if he hadn't noticed them, and got up scrambling, then dragged his shoes, walked to the desk, picked up the brush from the pen holder, and Shi Shi hadn't had time to sharpen the ink yet.She simply put the tip of the pen in her mouth and moistened it, and then she drew back her eyebrows and began to paint.

It was the first time for He Lanxue to see Yi Ren painting. That round and delicate face was tense, and her eyes, which had always been scattered and clean, were surprisingly focused.

It was as if a strange light enveloped her in an instant.

He wanted to pat Yi Ren on the shoulder and ask her if she was hungry—after all, he had slept for two full days, but he stopped while still touching her.

She seemed so undisturbed.

(End of this chapter)