The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 72
Yanhan smiled, not looking for the hole that popped out of the ground, and not caring about He Lanxue's appearance, but smiled from the bottom of his heart, then approached Yi Ren and said, "It's good that you're fine, I've been worried you."

In the cave just now, what he was worried about was not whether he could get out, but whether the missing Yiren was safe or not.

Yan Han has never experienced this kind of state of lowering his own status because of a woman. He is both novel and natural, and even feels lucky.

Fortunately, there is such a person in my life who can make me ignore myself.

Yi Ren also smiled back, his dirty face was shining brightly because of the smile pierced by the early moon, as if to illuminate the gray stone house, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

He Lanxue sensitively sensed some kind of tacit understanding between them, and suddenly felt uncomfortable and depressed, He Lanyou in her arms suddenly turned cold, and said in a cold voice: "Third brother, he just——just now treated me rude!"

He Lanxue was taken aback, and looked down at her beloved sister, "What?"

He Lan melodiously raised her frosty face, stared at Yi Ren firmly, and said word by word: "Just now he forcibly—forced me...don't believe it, just look!"

After finishing speaking, He Lanyou broke free from He Lanxue's restraint, took a step back, and suddenly pulled off the cloak on her body.

Yanhan gave her the cloak.

Under the cloak, He Lanyou's clothes were messy, and there were bruises all over her snow-white chest, as if she still had the smell of spring.

Yi Ren tilted his head to look at her, with a trace of confusion in his clear eyes.

Yan Han's attitude was cold and untouched.

He Lanxue was very angry, and the scar was like fire, burning to the bottom of his heart.

"You bastard!" These four words, it is impossible to tell whether it is for He Lanyou or Yi Ren.

Yan Han only had time to look at Yi Ren, he didn't see any suspicion or sullenness in Yi Ren's eyes, it was just plain, and there was even a faint smirk in the plain.

Yan Han felt relieved, and immediately went to He Lanxue.

Even without He Lanyou's trouble, he still finds He Lanxue's old dislike.

Men are always aggressive, Yi Ren thought.

After a while, the small room was filled with the shadows of swords and swords.

He Lanxue's figure is elegant and elegant, even if she is killing someone, her demeanor is as pleasing as a dance.

Yanhan's martial arts is domineering, every palm and every punch is like a wind and snow, moving vigorously and resolutely.

The skills of the two are equal, they are on par, and they are inseparable from each other.

Yi Ren watched it for a while, at first she thought it was pretty, but then she felt bored, she moved to He Lanyou's side step by step, and reached out to touch her.

He Lanyou angrily turned her head and glared at her.

Yi Ren was taken aback by her expression.

Then, Yi Ren clicked her tongue and asked softly, "Why did you do this?"

Why frame Yan Han?

He Lanyou didn't answer, but just turned his eyes away and looked at the raging battle situation again.

In any case, this battle is for her.

"Aren't you worried about Pei Ruochen?" Yi Ren asked without interest.

He Lanyou turned back and glared at her again.

After being silent for a while, He Lanyou asked, "Is Ruochen here too?"

"En." Yi Ren nodded emphatically, and said, "But he ran into the tunnel, and his life and death are unknown."

There are many institutions there, and it is true that life and death are unknown.

He Lanyou was startled.

She also likes Pei Ruochen, and he married her and made a promise to her.

The heroic man in front of her will never be hers.

"Take me to Ruochen!" He Lanyou made a decision in a split second, ignored the two of them, and pulled Yi Ren to drill into that tunnel.

Yi Ren said "Oops", but she couldn't match He Lanyou's strength, so she staggered and staggered.

The two fighters stopped their moves at the same time.

It's just that He Lanxue's closing speed was faster, he turned around suddenly, showing his empty door, Yan Han couldn't close in time, and slapped He Lanxue on the back with his palm.

When that palm hit He Lanxue's body, he had already restrained nine points of his skill, but He Lanxue still fell forward and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Pale face, red blood stains, as if seriously injured, shocking.

Yan Han's expression changed, "You were poisoned in the first place?"

Poisoning is easy to be so excited. Is he really the free king known for his resourcefulness and talent?

Rather like a reckless boy.

He Lanxue coughed twice, wiped the blood on her mouth with the back of her hand, and did not answer.

"This time the competition is not fair, let's fight again next time." Yan Han said proudly, then turned around and went after He Lanyou, Yi Ren and the others.

He Lanxue followed immediately after.

After entering the tunnel, the road ahead is densely packed, and He Lanyou, Yi Ren and Yan Han, who took a few steps first, have disappeared.

He Lanxue still remembered the marks made by Yiren before, so she would not get lost.

After walking a few steps, He Lanxue staggered. He supported the wall, covered his chest with one hand, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The residual poison penetrated into the bone.

He remembered what Feng Jiu said when he shook his head, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Yes, even after going through so many things, why are you still so impulsive, putting yourself into such an unbearable situation time and time again.

In the past few days, He Lanxue had been suppressing his discomfort with all his strength, and just now Yanhan's palm, which was neither light nor heavy, just vented all his heart-protecting true energy.

Now the limbs are all skeletal, like insect bites, and the pain is unbearable.

Panting for breath, He Lanxue tried her best to gather her true energy and resist the remaining poison.

But there was always a feeling of powerlessness, he slid down the wall, and his whole body was on fire, which seemed to mean that life would be worse than death.

Sweat on forehead.

"what happened to you?"

I don't know how long it took, a clear and sweet voice rang in my ears, like the sound of heaven.

Immediately afterwards, a soft little hand touched his forehead, "Do you have a fever?"

He Lanxue suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had been walking in the desert for a long time, so long that he didn't even know why he started walking, but the desert was so vast that he could only walk, otherwise, he would be swallowed and buried.

He was exhausted, but his future was still uncertain.

Then, a person walked up to him and held him gently. From then on, he no longer had to walk alone.

He Lanxue turned around and saw Yi Ren without exception.

Yi Ren was squatting beside him, blinking and looking at him with concern.

He Lanxue's heart was jerky, an indescribable emotion made him as real as a child, he nodded and admitted: "Yeah, I have a little fever."

He would never admit his fragility in front of anyone, but in front of her, he did.Even admitted a little aggrieved.

"It hurts?" Yi Ren asked again.

"My whole body hurts." He Lanxue leaned on the wall, and with her long arm, she pulled Yi Ren to her eyes, and said weakly and with ulterior motives: "It hurts so much."

He was in so much pain that she probably wouldn't leave again.

Yi Ren looked at him worriedly for a moment, then lowered her head to think for a while, then she raised her head and said, "Let me touch it for you."

After finishing speaking, her hand had already poked in from He Lanxue's slightly open chest.

He Lanxue froze immediately, unable to do anything but let her do whatever she wanted.

Yi Ren touched He Lanxue's skin.

It looks so slender, but the tentacles are extremely elastic, smooth and strong.

A new feeling.

Yi Ren's palms began to be dishonest, and her hands kept walking on He Lanxue's body, touching and pressing.

The touch is as warm as jade.All the cells seemed to be alive, bursts of heat came and breathed under her palm.

He Lanxue's breath suddenly became short.

Just when Yi Ren's fingers reached his abdomen, He Lanxue suddenly pressed her hand, leaned slightly, and said embarrassingly: "Don't move, Yi Ren."

"Huh, doesn't it hurt?" Yi Ren asked with her eyes wide open, leaning half on his body.

"No..." He Lanxue raised her head and smiled wryly: "But you make me hurt even more."

"Why?" Yi Ren blinked, puzzled: logically, touching can reduce pain.

"I'll be nervous." He Lanxue smiled wryly again, "Can you just lie down with me for a while without doing anything?"

"Okay." Yi Ren agreed very quickly, then adjusted her posture, and lay down beside He Lanxue.

He Lanxue stretched out his arm and pillowed it under her head, letting her lie in his arms.

Yi Ren was also polite, and leaned towards him, then turned sideways, facing him.

Her breath brushed against his neck, her eyes blinked, but they didn't close quickly as usual, but stared straight at the scene in front of her.

More precisely, it was He Lanxue's chest.

It was the first time to observe his naked body so closely - er, the bare upper body - Yiren found that He Lanxue's skin was really good, so good that as a woman, she couldn't help being envious.

In particular, Yi Ren missed the silky touch when he touched it just now.

She moved a little closer, and her fluttering eyelashes almost brushed against him, tickling him like a bug.

Very, very delicate skin texture, so close that Yiren can't see its pores, it is still so smooth and moist, although it is fair, it does not feel weak, but there is a nice golden color coming out, as if processed by software The characters in the game are the same.

After watching, Yi Ren finally couldn't help stretching out his finger again, and poked He Lanxue's chest.

Smooth, moist, very comfortable to the touch.

She can't put it down.

She couldn't let go of his body.

Sensing her small movements, He Lanxue froze a little, raised her slender eyes slightly, and raised the corners of her lips. It was obviously a smile, but she looked at it with a kind of helplessness, helplessness and doting.

Yi Ren raised his eyes, just in time to see He Lanxue's unclear smile.

Looking at it from her angle, He Lanxue's lips are surprisingly beautiful, no matter what the curvature is, they are all insanely beautiful.

The eyelashes drooped down densely, covering the sparkle in the eyes.

Yi's heart trembled.

The dishonest finger then curled up, but for some reason, it didn't dare to continue poking.

He Lanxue's arms tightened, she turned around, and hugged Yi Ren tightly without any explanation.

(End of this chapter)