The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 48
Seeing such a battle, Yi Ren didn't turn pale with fright like an ordinary woman. Her performance can be said to be calm, so calm that she turned a blind eye to the cluster of swords in front of her.

"I guessed it when I walked over just now." Yi Ren continued to explain, without changing his tone much, with a calm appearance of street chatting: "When I was learning to draw, the teacher said that people's faces are extremely Learned, Chinese physiognomy for thousands of years, there is no reason for it. I didn’t believe it before, but when I saw him, I believed it more or less—his appearance, lines, and the feeling between the eyebrows all coincided with the physiognomy. If you add in what you say, what you wear, and how they treat you, I think, which country should I be the king of?"

"I don't know much about this world, but I heard from A Xue that the only person interested in the Celestial Dynasty should be the Yan Kingdom. Your surname is Yan, so you are naturally the king of the Yan Kingdom."

"Since you know my identity, you still say it like this, aren't you afraid that I will silence you?" Yan Han put away the initial surprise and asked with great interest.

Yi Ren lowered her head, sighed a little, and said helplessly, "I knew it would happen." Then, she raised her head again and looked at him expectantly, "However, our bet still counts, yes wrong?"

"You expect yourself to win the game, and then ask me not to hurt your life?" Yan Han asked with a smile: "If you win, I promise you it's fine—but you can't win."

"Of course not." Yi Ren shook his head and said, "If that's the case, it's fine if I didn't enter the door just now, why did I come to drink with you? You know, drinking is actually quite tiring."

"You mean, you came in because you saw my identity?" Yan Han's ever-changing smile finally sank.

"Yes." Yi Ren looked at him with wide eyes, and nodded heavily, honestly.

"Then what is your purpose?" For some reason, upon hearing this, Yan Han felt uneasy for a while, and then said seriously: "Back then, King Father was defeated by Mrs. Xi, Yan Guo kept his oath, and did not set foot in the heavenly dynasty for more than twenty years. Now, if you want to stop Yan Guo from keeping a low profile for more than 20 years with a single game of wine, you are underestimating me too much."

"I don't care about military affairs, and I don't understand." Yi Ren quickly waved his hand and said, "I just want to know, if I win, can you do something for me?"

"It's not that I let you go, nor is it a military matter..." Yan Han narrowed his eyes and looked at her, his voice became deeper and deeper: "What do you want?"

"Actually, there is no need to do anything." Yi Ren puffed up her cheeks and said, "It would be best if there is nothing wrong, but I think there should be something wrong."

Yan Han didn't interrupt, and listened attentively to her incoherent words.

Yi Ren saw his expression in his eyes, and sighed slightly in his heart: Yan Han is an excellent listener, it seems that the Celestial Dynasty has a formidable enemy, is it that the good times are coming to an end?

"In short, if nothing happens tomorrow night, I don't need to help you. If something happens, I hope you can help me kidnap a woman named Rongxiu." Yi Ren also straightened her body and finished speaking in one breath: "Is it possible?" ?”

Yan Han pondered for a moment, and then replied decisively: "Okay. But if I win, I will take you back and be my slave girl."

"Okay." Yi Ren nodded and smiled.

Thank goodness there was no fatal accident.

"Your Majesty!" The old man beside the cold eyes finally couldn't help dissuading him: "The situation here is unclear, He Lanqin will arrive in Suiyuan tomorrow, we must leave immediately today, and the origin of this woman is unknown..."

"Could it be that the master thinks that the widow will lose?" Yan Han asked softly, and the old man stopped talking immediately.

Yi Ren obediently kept silent, pretending that she hadn't heard the conversation.

The wine was topped up.

Before starting, Yan Han suddenly leaned over, leaned close to Yi Ren's face, and said in a low voice: "Do you know why I asked you to come in just now?"

"Ah, why?" Yi Ren asked blankly.

"Because your appearance just now is really attractive. It makes people want to swallow it in one gulp." Yan Han teased a sentence that seemed genuine and false, and then moved his body away as if nothing had happened, with a serious and hearty look.

Yi Ren raised his eyes foolishly, just in time to look into Yan Han's eyes, and suddenly found that his eyes were blue like sea water.

Bottomless.

By the time of the tenth bowl, Yi Ren's stomach had become bulging.

As expected, Yan Han was right. The wines of Tianchao are warm and mellow, but not strong enough. After ten bowls, both parties felt no pain or itching, but the stomach was bloated.

Yi Ren only hated that he didn't have Duan Yu's Six Meridians Excalibur.

Then, he hated himself for not asking where the hut was.

Yanhan rested his elbows, drank another bowl calmly, then put down and waited for Yiren.

Yi Ren's drinking capacity is really good, but when she drank on her face, her face was already red, and she couldn't squeeze water out.

"Who is Rongxiu?" He asked leisurely.

Yi Ren poured another bowl and replied, "It's Ah Xue's sweetheart."

"Who is Ashue?"

"Axue—" Yi Ren hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to define him.

Yan Han stopped asking, and changed the topic: "Why did you hold Rong Xiu hostage?"

"I feel that she seems to be disadvantageous to Axue." Yi Ren replied honestly: "I hope it's me who thinks too much."

"Yiren."

"kindness?"

"Do you have a sweetheart?"

"..."

At this time, it is already the No.15 bowl.

She is seriously anxious.

Stomach is uncomfortable, uncomfortable to death.

But can't stop.

Her ability is meager, in this other world, she is such an insignificant mayfly, life and death are unimportant.Can only borrow strength.

And Yanhan is the only power that can be borrowed at present.

"That Ashe is very important to you?" Yan Han didn't change his face, still showing sincerity with this little girl.

"It's not important, it's just... I can no longer ignore his affairs." After finishing speaking, Yi Ren frowned again, trying to force himself to continue drinking a bowl.

Just halfway through the drink, Yanhan suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed the bowl, and said, "That's it, Yiren, you can't beat me, so why not try another way. I'll help you this time, and you follow me back."

Yi Ren raised his head and looked at him with some puzzlement: Yan Han's skin was a sun-like wheat color, his eyes were long and energetic, his nose bridge was slightly high, and his lips were clean but not thin. The copied plaster sculpture is the most exquisite work of the master Rodin.

She thought for a moment, then nodded.

Then, she stood up.

Yan Han laughed, and pointed in the direction of the back hall.

Yi Ren hurriedly walked over there, walking faster and faster, and even changed his usual slow-paced habits—as expected, people have three urgencies, and when they are in a hurry, everyone has to be in a hurry.

With a smile on his face, Yan Han watched the little figure disappear into the corner door of the back hall in a panic.

"My lord, are you really planning to take her back? We don't even know who she is, and who is that Ashe? As for Rongxiu—as far as I know, the queen of the Celestial Dynasty is called Rongxiu. Is there any connection with the imperial family of the Celestial Dynasty?" When Yan Han turned his head, the old man who had been showing concern finally couldn't help admonishing him.

"So what?" Yan Han knocked on the table nonchalantly, and said: "I want her, it's that simple. Who is she, what is her relationship with the Celestial Dynasty, and what is she doing to me? Am I afraid?"

"Your Majesty, if you're just looking for entertainment..." The old man thought about his words, obviously wanting to continue admonishing.

"Sir, do you believe in love at first sight?" Yan Han paused his fingers and asked softly.

The old man's face suddenly changed, and after a long time, he said in a very low voice: "When the late king met Mrs. Xi, he also asked the same question."

Since then, Yan Kingdom has been dormant for more than 20 years.

This time, what will this woman of unknown origin bring?

He Lanxue took Rong Xiu's hand and walked all the way to the hut where she lives now.

When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and looked back at the way he came.

"What's wrong?" Rong Xiu leaned over gently and asked softly.

"It's nothing." He Lanxue shook her head and said with a smile, "Are you tired, why don't you take a rest first?"

"Not tired." Rong Xiu looked at him blissfully, refusing to shift her gaze a little: "As long as I'm with you, I won't feel tired at all."

He Lanxue's breathing was stagnant, she suddenly stretched out her arms, and hugged Rong Xiu tightly into her arms.

He hugged her so tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

About that banquet, about why she came here, about her past, He Lanxue didn't ask, nor did she mention it.

As long as she is by my side now.

You can see it, you can touch it.

That's enough.

As for Yiren——

He lowered his head, kissed Rongxiu's fragrant hair, and thought of Yiren who was struggling to walk towards him in the crowd just now, his chest suddenly felt tight, and he felt a faint pain, but this kind of pain, in the face of such great happiness, was like a burst of pain. Ripples that disappear in an instant.

Yi Ren can live well without him, Yi Ren doesn't love herself, he can give her the best life, the most luxurious enjoyment - that's enough... probably, enough?
He wasn't sure, but he couldn't think about it.

Rong Xiu also hugged him back, as if they made love for the first time in Rong's garden many years ago.

Confused.

Rongxiu might be really tired.

Not long after lying down, she fell asleep with He Lanxue's knees as a pillow. He Lanxue sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the top of her hair with his hands, and telling some distant stories.

Talking about that year and that month, when he stood on the city wall and looked at the procession of her sending her off from afar, it was so heartbreaking.

Talking about when he was very young, he saw her weeping for a residual flower in the Grand Master's Mansion, and the first throbbing in his heart.

Talking about these days, outside the government and the public, the longing and coldness day and night.

Rong Xiu listened quietly, and fell asleep after listening.

The breathing is even and shallow, and the hands are placed on the chest just right, in the ups and downs, the style is infinite.

Her sleeping face is also elegant, as delicate as ceramics produced by official kilns.

He Lanxue finally stopped talking. He bent down and wanted to kiss her cheek, but when he got closer, he felt an unreal sense of alienation.

He also remembered that in those days, he and Yiren lived under the same roof, and he dreamed back many times at midnight. He walked through the living room, quietly walked outside Yiren's door, and watched her sleep without appearance not far away. , sleeping very soundly, wrapped in a quilt, like a silkworm chrysalis, her head usually hangs from the pillow, her eyelashes tremble, and occasionally the corners of her mouth droole indecently.

But that appearance made him feel peaceful and fulfilled. Every time he saw it, he could always smile and feel peaceful in his heart.

But at this moment, Rong Xiu, whom he had loved for so many years, was sleeping peacefully on his lap, but He Lanxue always felt empty, as if her heart had been lifted up, unable to land for a long time.

Wasn't this everything he'd dreamed of?

Isn't this the life he would give up everything to get?
but why?
Is there still a trace of what is missing?
Rong Xiu obviously didn't sleep well, her even breathing just now suddenly became disordered, her hand also raised up vaguely, took He Lanxue's hand which was resting on the edge, and squeezed it tightly.

"Axue..." she said like she was dreaming.

He Lanxue held her back, stroked her face with the other hand, and responded very gently: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)