The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 91
Yan Han was finally exhausted.

He came out of the lake with his hair wet and flowing, his clothes clinging to his body, and when the wind blew, he was almost frozen.

Yanhan seemed to be unknown, just looking at the already calm lake, thoughtful.

The movement here finally startled Leng Yan, she was wrapped in a white sable fur cape, and strode over.

Seeing Yan Han's appearance, Leng Yan frowned slightly, and beckoned the maid behind her to put on a dress for Yan Han, and then took a towel, held it herself, and wiped off the water on Yan Han's face.

"This kind of thing should be done by servants, why should Yan Han do it himself?" Leng Yan wiped off the last drop of water on his chin, and said lightly: "I will take responsibility for Yiren's disappearance in the Ice Palace. We will definitely find her."

"Where does the bottom of the lake lead to?" Yan Han didn't answer, but just looked at the lake firmly, and asked softly.

The cold expression froze, and she didn't answer directly.

"The water below is very fast, if someone falls, will they be washed to the source of the water?" Yan Han asked again.

This is the only possibility, Yiren can't fly into the sky, can't hide from the ground, and the guards outside are so strict, can Yiren turn into a puff of smoke and disappear out of thin air?

"No." Leng Yan calmed down, and said lightly: "This is not running water, and it has no source. The reason why the airflow at the bottom of the lake is very fast is because——because there are Xinghai stones at the bottom of the lake."

Yan Han froze for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.

Such a big secret, no one knew about it, but unexpectedly, he forced Leng Yan to tell it out on the spot.

"You don't have to blame yourself." Leng Yan sensed Yan Han's guilt, her phoenix eyes were soft, and said indifferently: "Even if the world knows the location of Xinghai Stone, they can't make it up. Didn't Yan Han try it just now? No Whoever can dive to the bottom of the lake, even if he dives hard, will be trapped in the mechanism of chasing the wind."

Speaking of this, Leng Yan turned around, handed the towel to the maid, and said: "It may be that someone took it away, and the guards outside didn't pay attention. I will replace a batch of capable guards, and then Mobilize Ouchi to find Miss Yi's whereabouts."

Yanhan can't, it can only be like this.

When he was about to turn around, he looked at the lake again. The lake was quiet and blue.

From a distance, Liu Xi watched coldly.

Because of Yiren's disappearance during the day, the guards of the hall suddenly became stricter, and a large number of guards were sent in, holding torches and patrolling in groups of three or four.

When it was midnight, a figure suddenly came out from the west hall leisurely, came to the pond like no one else, and squatted down.

The faint starlight sprinkled from the sky, refracted on the mirror-like lake, and reflected on his face.

Compared with the day, his handsome face has changed a lot, and it is also much more vivid.It's just the grayness of the eyes, but nothing can change it.

Still so shabby.

The slender eyebrows and eyes like willow leaves and the slightly cold thin lips are exactly the willow color.

"Xinghai Stone, it can bring the dead back to life, and it should also heal Director You's eyes." He stroked his fingers on the lake, muttered to himself, then stood up and walked towards the hall.

Where is Yi Ren hidden?

The answer to this puzzle that everyone can't understand is actually very simple.

Yi Ren has been in the hall.Always in the willow room.

After being acupointed, she changed her face, and with a stiff smile on her face, she stood upright beside Liu Se's bed.

The people who came in to search only glanced at this unremarkable little girl who was holding a plate, smiling like an idiot, and immediately shifted her attention.How can there be doubts, she is just a Yiren who can't move and can't say that her legs are already shaking?

Yi Ren's eyeballs rolled and turned, watching the person looking for her walking back and forth in front of her, rummaging through boxes and boxes, and finally returning home.

She is depressed.

Sore legs, sore hands, sore face.

After persisting like this for a whole day, Liu Se finally returned to the South Hall from Xia Yu's room.

Seeing Liu Se, Yi Ren showed a gleam of joy: No matter what, at least he can get rid of the current stiff state.

"Have you decided what story you want to tell?" Liu Se went straight to her and asked in a low voice, twirling her fingers around her hair hanging on her shoulders.

Yi Ren couldn't move, so he could only look at him with watery eyes, expressing that he had made up his mind.

"If the first story doesn't sound good, I won't be interested in listening to the rest." Liu Se smiled coldly, and then opened her acupuncture points.

As soon as the acupoints were loosened, Yi Ren fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, his limbs spread out, and he didn't care about his appearance and stayed still.

Even if she is killed now, she will never move.

I have never been so tired. It turns out that staying still is far more tiring than exercising itself.

It's better to lie down.Yi Ren thought.

From now on, as long as I can lie down, I will never sit, let alone stand!

Liu Se looked at the puddle of meat on the ground in disbelief, frowned, kicked Yiren with her toes, and said harshly, "Get up!"

Yi Ren remained motionless, still lying on the ground.

Liu Se kicked her hard again.

Yi Ren moved to the side, squirming, squirming, hiding outside the range of Liu Se's kick, and continued to lie down, with his limbs tightly attached to the ground, with a posture of "I would rather die than get up".

Liu Se looked at Yi Ren on the ground with the eyes of a monster.

Yi Ren also looked at him, his eyes were wide open, clear and clean, very pure—like a little rabbit waiting to be fed.

"Get up and lie down on the bed." Bewildered by her eyes, Liu Se's voice softened surprisingly.

Hearing this, Yi Ren got up abruptly, ran to Liu Se's bed, and climbed up.

Sure enough, the bed was comfortable.

Yi Ren wished he could turn himself into a puddle of water, just soak it all in the mattress, and let the pain in his whole body go to hell.

Looking at Yi Ren wrapped in the blanket without saying a word, Liu Se was a little speechless.

He stood for a while, then straightened his face again, and continued the topic just now, "Have you thought about today's story?"

"Think about it." Yi Ren raised the pillow a bit higher, leaned against the bed, and replied seriously: "Would you like to hear the story of Hamlet?"

"Hamlet?" Liu Se was surprised, the name was so strange.

"It should be your mother's favorite story." Yi Ren recalled the words she saw outside Madam Xi's cemetery that day.

"My mother?" Liu Se's face darkened, "How did you know that my mother likes this story?"

"Because, the words in your mother's cemetery come from this story." Yi Ren replied.

"And how do you know?" Liu Se looked surprised.

"Eh, I have heard of it by chance." Yi Ren scratched her head, answered vaguely, and then changed the subject naturally: "Listen?"

"Tell me." Liu Se responded lightly, her mind already far away.

Mother's favorite story?
Liu Se's memories of his mother have always been vague, but since he was a child, many people told him: Your mother is a great woman. Whether she is a god or a heaven is a height that you will never be able to reach in a few lifetimes.

Mother is just a symbol, not a warm hand, not a soft murmur before going to bed and a faint smile at the dinner table.

And this story is a story she likes and has heard?

Liu Se suddenly touched a sense of reality, and that sense of reality made him tremble and fearful.

At the same time, Yi Ren's voice sounded.

In all fairness, compared to the glamorous Qingyue and Rongxiu's ethereal voice, Yi Ren's voice is a bit ordinary: clean and peaceful, a bit waxy and lazy.

However, when such a voice tells a story, it is extremely pleasant.

The whole body is lazy, as if she will be brought into the story by her voice at any time, people are wandering in the story, and people are wandering outside the story.

Yi Ren talked about Hamlet's encounter with the ghost of his father, and then he pretended to be crazy. He was faced with the choice of avenging his father or protecting his mother. He asked the most classic sentence to the sky: To be or not to be?
Liu Se's expression moved slightly.

To be or not to be?

If survival itself is for destruction, is this really a choice?

Questions in front of the mother's cemetery.

He is deeply moved: Hamlet's confusion is, in some respects, his confusion.

They bear an irresistible fate, even if they don't agree with it, but does it really make a difference?
In the end, Hamlet dies.

He was relieved.

Yi Ren stopped his voice gently.

Liu Se remained silent for a long time.

Yi Ren kept looking at him, waiting for him to say something, but there was no sound. Finally, Yi Ren couldn't help it, and yawned loudly, then turned over to face the wall, slipped his body under the quilt, and slipped in to sleep.

"Yi Ren." Liu Se looked at her small back, and finally said, "Why does she like this story?"

"I don't know." Yi Ren replied without turning her head: "I'm going to sleep first."

Liu Se let out an 'en', and suddenly shot like lightning, touching Yi Ren's acupuncture points again.

Yi Ren froze, and didn't protest anything: she was already lying down anyway, and she didn't mind lying down like this for ten or eight years.

Thinking of this, Yi Ren felt relaxed and fell asleep after a while.

Liu Se glanced at Yiren again with the eyes of a monster, who did not have the cognition of 'I have been imprisoned' at all.

Then, he also climbed onto the couch and lay down beside Yi Ren, staring straight at the ceiling, thinking about some things that he couldn't figure out until dawn.

For three consecutive days, there was no news from Yi Ren.

Yan Han quickly withered away, Leng Yan also felt that she had some responsibility, and more and more people were sent to garrison.

Besides Hamlet, Willow Brook also listened to "King Lear" and "Romeo and Juliet".

When talking about Juliet and Romeo, Liu Xi's lips curled slightly, and she said disdainfully: "It's stupid to commit suicide because of love, what's even more stupid, it's obvious that Liye didn't die, but he just died! Could it be that even Can't even feel the pulse!"

Yi Ren looked at him anxiously, "Er..." for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

"Stupid!" Finally, Liu Xi cursed again.

(End of this chapter)