The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 211 Indifference
Xiao Ninglan felt a little relieved, she fell asleep leaning against his body, gently stroked the burnt skin with her fingertips, he sniffed the fragrance in her hair, and asked softly, "Yu'er, what did you say in the woods?" , you love me, is it true?" Seeing that she didn't respond, he moved her body, "Yu'er, answer me..."

Yan Xiaoyu still didn't move, Xiao Ninglan turned to look at her, she frowned slightly, her breathing was even, she was clearly asleep.He smiled and sighed, hugged her, gently wiped away the water stains on her skin, and applied ointment on her burnt area.

Wei Yi's room is in Luanfeng Palace, restless, Yan Xiaoyu is back?She actually came back again?Isn't she in love with Yun Ziyou?Why do you want to go back to Xiao Ninglan's side?
Sitting on the imperial concubine's bed, she clenched her fists tightly, and Dan Kou's nails dug into her flesh fiercely. The maid next to her stepped forward, leaned over, and whispered something into her ear. She raised her head and smiled coldly. , "Almost forgot, we still have Lan Fei's pawn!"

She stood up and turned her head to look at the maid, "Help me contact Yun Ziyou, and tell me that I am willing to help and let him take Yan Xiaoyu away!"

The maid smiled knowingly, then bowed and stepped back.

In Zixiao Palace, Yan Xiaoyu woke up in a daze. The familiar sandalwood mixed with the man's unique fragrance penetrated into her nostrils. She looked at the man who held her in his arms in a strange posture.

He slept soundly, his thick eyebrows were stretched out, his thick eyelashes were like a fan, casting fan-shaped shadows on his white eyelids, his perfect nose bridge was incomparably beautiful no matter from any angle, and his thin lips always seemed The smile is not a smile with an arc.

She wanted to reach out and touch his cheek, but was taken aback by her own actions. What was she doing?Have you forgotten that this man is something you can't afford to love?
Shyly retracting his hand, Xiao Ninglan's eyes opened in a timely manner, and the corners of his lips curled into a beautiful arc, "What do you want to do? Sneak attack on me?"

Yan Xiaoyu lowered his hands, his face returned to indifference, Xiao Ninglan let go of her, and supported his body with difficulty. He was afraid that she would overwhelm his wound last night, so he hugged her all night with this difficult movement.

Beating his sore arm, he turned to look at her, "If you don't want to show it to the imperial doctor, then you don't want to. Let the maid help you with the medicine later, and I'll come to see you in the next court!"

Yan Xiaoyu was silent, she didn't get up until he was washed and left under the attendant of the maid, and she didn't allow anyone to approach her, she put on her coat with difficulty.

When Concubine Lan arrived at Zixiao Palace, Yan Xiaoyu was drinking porridge. She held the porcelain bowl with both hands and drank the porridge. She didn't want to eat it, but she was afraid of starving the child in her belly.

Seeing Yan Xiaoyu who put down the empty bowl with rice grains on her face, Concubine Lan smiled presumptuously. She thought that her life was over like this, but she got a news unexpectedly, and looked Yan Xiaoyu up and down. She sat opposite her maliciously.

"Concubine Yan, the injury is serious, isn't it?" She looked at her without words, her brows raised slightly.

Yan Xiaoyu wiped the rice grains from the corners of her lips with the back of her hand, and looked at Lan Fei quietly. She never liked these people, and she was too lazy to say a word to socialize with them.

"Your Majesty, I accidentally learned a secret this morning. I don't know if your Majesty is interested in knowing..." Concubine Lan said to herself, holding a handkerchief and waving some fragrance, looking around at all the luxurious things in Zixiao Palace. .

Yan Xiaoyu's eyebrows remained unmoved, her expression remained calm, and Concubine Lan said again, "Actually, the emperor doesn't want children, and we concubines are understandable, but we are lying to the emperor..."

She was interrupted by Yan Xiaoyu before she finished speaking, she looked at her awe-inspiringly, "What do you want to say?"

"Concubine Yan, I want to make a deal with you!" Concubine Lan stood up, put her hands on the table, and looked down at Yan Xiaoyu.

Yan Xiaoyu glanced at the maids around her, shook her head, and signaled them to back off, and Concubine Lan immediately retreated from the maid who was close to her, walked slowly to her side, and said softly, "I know, your child is not lost, you Your child is still staying in your stomach!"

Yan Xiaoyu's complexion changed, she looked at her in horror, she smiled ferociously, pinched her shoulders with both hands, and said grimly, "I tell you, the current situation is tense, and any concubine who is pregnant with a dragon heir will definitely If you really want to keep this child, you have to leave the palace..."

She turned around and looked at her, her eyes were calm but extremely firm, "I won't leave, and I won't fall for your tricks, this child is in my stomach, if any of you want to harm my child, first cut me open tripe!"

Concubine Lan gritted her teeth, and looked at her viciously with beautiful eyes, "Wei Yifang doesn't even dare to have a child at this time, who do you think you are?"

Yan Xiaoyu sneered, "If you have the ability, go and tell the emperor, see if the emperor will find out how Concubine Lan knows that the child is still in my stomach!"

Lan Fei stood up straight and smiled strangely, "Let's wait and see!"

After Concubine Lan left, Yan Xiaoyu rummaged through and found the porcelain bottle called by the maid in Wei Yi's room, which should have been left to her by Feng Mochen. She opened the bottle, looked at the brown pill, hesitated, Do you want to eat it?

She has an intuition that maybe this medicine will save the life of the child in her stomach, but if the medicine is fake like last time, she dare not imagine the consequences.

Listening to the secret guard's report, Xiao Ninglan frowned more and more. Yan Xiaoyu didn't have a miscarriage, and her child is still there?No wonder she refused to let the imperial doctor take her pulse no matter what, it turned out to be like this.

The news must have come from someone with a heart. If this person deliberately spread the disappearance to his ears, it proves that this child has become the key to changing the situation.

If Yan Xiaoyu gave birth to an heir first, I am afraid that the Wei family and the entire powerful family in the harem will all come out to deal with her. He can't change the situation now, and can't make Yan Xiaoyu a target of public criticism.

Standing up resolutely, he shouted back the maids and eunuchs who were following behind him, and walked towards Zixiao Palace alone.

Yan Xiaoyu sat on the bed, tears streaming down her face, she remembered, she remembered how she was dressed as Bai Liruo back then, beside the Quyou River, there was a handsome man with scarlet eyes, the man got up from the river, She is under the pressure...

Although the man covered her eyes with a cloth, she still saw it. That man... was her husband, the husband who scolded her for being unclean, Xiao Ninglan...

When Xiao Ninglan entered the door, Yan Xiaoyu put her arms around her knees and put her forehead on her knees. This desolate posture reminded him of an ostrich. He slowly approached her, and he sat beside her.

Stretching out his hand to stroke her hair, he murmured, "Xiaoyu, do you know? I've never felt powerless at such a moment..."

He gently pulled her over, letting her lie comfortably in his arms, with his warm palms, he kept stroking her hair and shoulders, and as his warm palms moved, she said in a hoarse voice, " Xiao Ninglan, did you rape a woman in white at the border of Xiliang three years ago?"

Xiao Ninglan was stunned for a moment, his hand rested on her slender waist, he nodded, and replied lightly, "Yes."

His hand came to her flat lower abdomen, and it was obvious that there was a tender little life jumping inside, Yan Xiaoyu's voice sounded slowly, "You know, that woman..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by severe pain. She bit the last word between her lips, lowered her head slowly, and saw his slender and warm palm, condensing her inner strength, pressing deeply on her lower abdomen.

The pain came overwhelmingly, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and then blood gushed out from under her body, she tremblingly looked at him, her handsome cheek was only a few feet away from her face, she was so painful that she couldn't speak.

Xiao Ninglan looked at her steadfastly, four eyes met, the unbelievable in her eyes, the calm in his eyes, she cried again, "Why?"

Xiao Ninglan looked at her apologetically, "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, now, I can't have any heirs, the princes of the four directions restrict each other, and the ministers of the court and China are fighting openly and secretly. This situation cannot be broken, and they cannot be given a reason to unite..."

Yan Xiaoyu's body was getting colder and colder, her body was bleeding profusely, he hugged her tightly, his voice hoarse, "Yu'er, I assure you, we will have a child of our own in the future, our child will become Son of Heaven!"

Yan Xiaoyu raised her head slightly, her heart seemed to be cracked, and then along the gap, her whole heart was cracked. She stared blankly at the carved beams on the roof, and tightly held his hand on his clothes, powerlessly release.

Xiao Ninglan hugged her, her thin chin gently rubbed her cheek, there was a commotion outside, and then Concubine Lan walked in with a group of people, seeing Yan Xiaoyu's body covered in blood, His legs softened in fright, and he knelt down with a "plop".

"What happened?" Xiao Ninglan looked at the group of people quietly, and the imperial doctor who was with Lan Fei was so frightened that he was already out of his wits, and knelt there softly.

"Emperor, Your Majesty... The concubine heard that Concubine Yan was injured, so she specially brought the imperial doctor to see her!" Concubine Lan's face was pale and she could not speak clearly.

"Concubine Lan really has a heart!" Xiao Ninglan sat up straight, supported Yan Xiaoyu to lie on the bed, the hem of his clothes was already wet with blood, stood up without hesitation, and pulled the thin quilt to cover Yan Xiaoyu's body .

"Aiqing, didn't you come here specially to take the pulse? Now, let's take the pulse!" Xiao Ninglan walked away expressionlessly, and made a gesture of invitation. The cold breath in his body was frighteningly cold.

The imperial doctor approached tremblingly. He was originally a student of Lan's family. He was encouraged by Concubine Lan to come over to find out the truth. If it is true that Yan Xiaoyu is pregnant, then he has made a great contribution.

Looking at Xiao Ninglan's calm face, for no reason, his body trembled, and he put two fingers on Yan Xiaoyu's wrist, his face changed drastically, the child is gone...

He looked at Xiao Ninglan with a pale face, his knees softened, he knelt down, and begged for mercy, but Xiao Ninglan smiled coldly and looked at him mockingly, "Aiqing, you are so concerned about Concubine Yan's injury, I have a great reward, why do you need to beg for mercy? ?”

(End of this chapter)