The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 75 Unfathomable
In the father's secret letter, there is a comment on this cemetery, that is: unfathomable.

He didn't measure its depth, and he couldn't get the supreme picture that everyone still coveted inside, but it was enough to meet Yiren because of it.

Yan Han turned his head, smiled at Yi Ren beside him, and then walked forward without looking back.

The cemetery behind him is still an eternal temptation, but after this incident, it probably has been peaceful for a few years.

In the depths of the fishing sea, quietly waiting for the person she is finally waiting for.

Not long after they walked, they saw the two guards before Yanhan. It turned out that before entering, Yanhan had ordered the two of them to guard the hidden place outside so that they could leave at any time.

Three days later, Yi Ren saw Yan Guo.

What kind of country is Yan Kingdom?

Yi Ren's answer to this question is simple: it is a place where the wind is frighteningly strong and the air is always dry.

Compared with the gentle wind, drizzle, and gentleness of the Celestial Dynasty, Yan Kingdom is desolate, vast, endless, and refreshing.

Yanhan Palace is located in the middle of the territory of Yan Kingdom, and it is also the capital of Yan Kingdom - Gemu.

Beyond the black and red palace walls, one can see layers of eaves. On the eaves in the middle, there is a drop of dew left over from last night. It solidifies, solidifies, swells, and finally...finally falls.

A pair of embroidered shoes stepped on the splashed water droplets, and it was the maid in emerald green clothes who tiptoed into the room holding a jug of clear water. In the outer hall, there was also a maid standing beside the curtain.

The maid carrying the clear water went to the standing maid and asked, "Miss Yi, is she up yet?"

The standing maid smiled and said, "Not yet."

The maid smiled and said, "What should I do, the king is still waiting for Miss Yi to eat."

"Hey, one day you won't be able to eat breakfast until the afternoon." The standing maid took no surprise and said, "The king told us not to disturb the girl, you should wait outside."

The two lowered their voices and tiptoed outside the curtain.

The person in the curtain turned over, pursed his mouth, and continued to sleep happily.

The sleepless face showed a silly smile because of a sweet dream.

The recent life, to Yi Ren, is really as wonderful as a fairy.

Every day I sleep until I wake up naturally. After waking up, someone will wash my face and dress myself. Yiren just needs to stand in a daze and let them fiddle with her.

When they were finally done, Yiren took a sleepy glance at herself in the mirror symbolically: a small blue jacket, a golden belt, a blue pleated skirt with gold trim, and her hair tied on top of her head. Make a bun, and then leave two strands hanging on both sides of the shoulders, at first glance, it looks like an elf coming out of green mountains and green waters.

Yi Ren just glanced at it lightly, only to feel that the images inside were both strange and familiar.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

Then, a palace lady came over, supported her, and helped her into a dark red hall. In the center of the hall was a terrifyingly large table.The table was full of delicacies that made Yi Ren salivate.

On the other side of the table, Yan Han, who was dressed in a black brocade robe inlaid with gold trim, put down the memorial in his hands, and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"

Yi Ren nodded and sat beside him.

The bursts of aroma had already made her move her index finger.

And the maid serving by her side had already handed over the prepared bowls and chopsticks, and put a chopstick of the food she saw the most into her bowl—that skill of observing words and expressions made Yiren greatly appreciate it.

Usually, as long as she thinks of a bowl of food, she can eat it immediately without saying it.

And the food, often the same as the appearance, is so delicious that I don't know what words to use to describe it.

Yi Ren is a little bit flustered, this is simply her ideal life, even beyond it.

Therefore, she didn't notice: this table of dishes has been reheated many times and how long it has been on the table.

He also didn't notice that Yan Han usually moves his chopsticks later than her, he just rested his hands and looked at her quietly.

When Yi Ren was finally full, she put down her chopsticks, looked at Yan Han with a smile, and said sincerely: "It's so delicious."

"Like it?" Yanhan also looked at her with a smile, he was happier than eating chicken himself: "You like to eat chicken, I specially sent people to find the pheasants in the deep mountains of Chengchuan, because the pheasants in Chengchuan drink Chengchuan ice all the year round. Water, more tender than ordinary chicken."

"Sure enough." Yi Ren nodded and didn't say anything else.

Her attention quickly turned away, "The bamboo shoots are also delicious."

He looked heartless.

Yan Han smiled and said no more.

Yi Ren then lowered his head and bit the spoon, as if he wanted to drink the soup.

However, her gaze secretly glanced up: Yanhan seemed to have changed a lot after she came back. When they met in the rivers and lakes, although Yanhan had a domineering spirit, she didn't have such a kingly spirit.

Solemn and focused, when he read the memorial, the expression on his face had a seriousness that was strange to Yi Ren.

That well-fitting black dress was trimmed with gold thread, and the heat inside the dress was like a cliff rising from the top of a mountain, overlooking the sky and the earth, extremely noble.

And the black silk, not only did not make the bronze-coloured face look dull, but added a special brilliance to it, making it hard to look up at.

Yi Ren quickly looked away, snoring, and drinking the soup made of unknown ingredients without any manners.

It tastes delicious, and it probably took a lot of thought.

It's just that Yi Ren didn't want to ask, and didn't dare to ask.

When she finally drank the last sip of soup, she asked while swallowing the soup, "Eh... have you found Axue?"

Yan Han's fingers resting on the table were slightly stiff, then he said flatly: "Not yet."

Yi Ren gave another 'Eh', then gently put down the bowl, stood up, and said with a smile: "I'm full."

When I am full, I will go to the garden to bask in the sun, take a nap in the sun, and life repeats itself day after day like this, confused and lazy.

"Okay." Yan Han also smiled.

However, when Yi Ren turned around, Yan Han suddenly bowed.

That incomparably handsome face suddenly magnified in front of Yi Ren.

Yi Ren stepped back subconsciously, her heartbeat also paused.

Yan Han just stretched out his fingers, touched the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and wiped off the remaining soup on the corners of her lips.

"Dirty." He smiled and moved away.

Yi Ren immediately felt relieved, and his heartbeat returned to normal.

"Then I'm leaving..." She smiled again, and was about to turn around and run away, but just as she moved, someone grabbed her arm.

Yan Han exerted force in his hand, Yi Ren staggered and fell to his side again.

She fell back, Yanhan's arm was around her waist, she was still in shock, she raised her head and looked at Yanhan from below.

Yan Han's eyes were no longer calm just now.

The bottom of the pupil is dark and rolling.

"Yi Ren." He tried his best to suppress his voice, trying to appear as calm and calm as always, but he couldn't do it after all.

Yan Han was deeply frustrated.

"Yi Ren." He called her name repeatedly.Every sound seems to be mixed with different emotions, different tones, extremely helpless, extremely depressed, and extremely agitated.

"Yi Ren, it's been half a month, why are you still refusing to face up to my existence?" Yan Han finally couldn't bear it, and asked this question.

Yi Ren blinked, and replied innocently: "I'm looking at you."

"You know what I'm talking about." Yan Han straightened her up, then turned her shoulders, looked into her eyes and said, "When he senses my favor, he deliberately asks about He Lanxue. You think I don't understand Is it?"

"Eh..." Yi Ren flickered and looked away.

Seeing this, Yan Han felt a slight pain in his heart.

He didn't want quick success, and when he brought Yi Ren back, he didn't intend to force her.

He was kind to her willingly, and he didn't mean to ask for anything in return.

He likes to watch Yi Ren in a daze under the sun.

He likes to watch Yiren toss and turn on the big bed, jubilant like a little puppy that has lost its bone.

He likes to watch Yi Ren nibble on the delicious food with a look of enjoyment.

However, he also noticed Yi Ren's deliberate avoidance.

She would thank him politely, would deliberately avoid his kindness, and would mention He Lanxue when she herself was about to be moved.

Yan Han is not a fool.

He can wait, but he needs Yi Ren to give him a fair chance.

"The sun is so bright outside." Yi Ren tilted his head, looked outside the door, and said abruptly.

Yan Han was stunned, then smiled wryly, and let go of the hand that was pinching Yi Ren's shoulder.

"I ordered someone to install a swing in the garden." He quickly cleared up his emotions and became gentle and gentle again.

"Ah, thank you." Yi Ren nodded hastily, smiled at him, then turned around and walked away.

Yan Han only had time to capture that radiant smile, and with a glimpse, Yi Ren had disappeared.

He smiled wryly again, and he could only smile wryly.

She doesn't seem to know anything.

But it seems to know everything.

Even if they meet day and night, he still has no way to grasp her.

Moreover, it is getting more and more uncertain.

She had always been so satisfied, and because she was so easily satisfied, he didn't know what else he could give her.

Yan Han sat down again, looked at the mess on the table, reached forward with his hand, pinched the chopsticks that Yi Ren used just now, held them in the palm of his hand, and rubbed them.

"Any news about He Lanxue?" He asked in a deep voice without turning his head.

"Not yet, He Lanxue seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Even the spies of the Celestial Dynasty can't find him." Someone behind him answered in a low voice.

"Where will he be?" Yan Han straightened his middle finger, touching the end of the chopsticks.

Slightly moist on top.Just like touching Yi Ren's lips.

His expression darkened, and he didn't ask any more questions.

But the person behind took a step forward, knelt down on the ground, raised his head, and said earnestly: "Your Majesty, that Miss Yi lives in the palace for no reason, and many people have complained about it. , hiding in the palace is not a big deal, so why delay it again and again?"

"I want her to be willing." Yan Han replied lightly, still not looking back.

(End of this chapter)