The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 218 Rejection
Yan Xiaoyu nodded. If Fang Han also knew that Xiao Ninglan was missing, it would prove that he never went to Huangquan with Fang Han. She turned around and changed clothes, and said to Luo Gong who was still kneeling and kowtowing, "Grandpa, please go back, I I will definitely help you find the emperor back!"

Eunuch Luo thanked her with a runny nose and tears. Yan Xiaoyu had already walked out holding an umbrella. It had been raining for three days in a row, and the flowers had already fallen outside and turned into dust. She held up the hem of her skirt and said to Aya. , "You don't have to follow, I'll come back as soon as I go!"

Aya hesitated for a moment, but finally did not follow her.

After passing through many palaces, she took a shortcut and approached the East Palace. This East Palace is separated from the Palace by a few walls. Strictly speaking, the East Palace is also a part of the Palace, but the guards of the East Palace are not in the Palace.

The skirt was stained with some mud, she held an umbrella in one hand, and held the skirt in the other hand and shouted loudly in the empty East Palace, "Xiao Ninglan, Xiao Ninglan—"

For some reason, she firmly believes that he is still in the East Palace, and has searched for the palace where he used to live. Not to mention people, there is not even a ghost. It seems that she thinks highly of him. He is a high-ranking king. Waiting for her here for three days?

Looking at the already dirty skirt, she simply put it all down, letting the dragging long skirt drag out long marks in the rain, and walked through several empty palaces, her footsteps stopped at the door of the bamboo garden.

Looking at the closed rich door, she hesitated for a moment, but still didn't have the courage to go in, turned around and walked towards the way she came.

If you can't find it, you can't find it. The world belongs to him, so does the country, he doesn't care, why should she worry about him?After walking a few steps, a cold voice sounded behind him, "What's wrong? Don't you have the patience to continue searching so soon?"

Yan Xiaoyu turned her head and saw the door of the bamboo garden was opened, Xiao Ninglan was standing at the door with black clothes and long hair, he didn't have a complicated bun, but a simple jade hairpin slanted behind his head.

It's probably because Wanfa's level is not high, the bun is very slanted, the ink-dyed black hair hangs down his waist, and the bangs on his forehead are scattered on his face. He is lazy and charming. It is the complete opposite of him who is meticulous in every detail, but adds to the charm. A lot of wicked glamour.

The black brocade clothes are not old, Yan Xiaoyu can tell that this is the clothes he used to wear as the Lord of the East Palace. She never knew that someone could wear black so beautifully. She usually hates black the most, but At this moment, the black made her unable to move her eyes away.

Xiao Ninglan stepped out, his upright figure was slightly unsteady, he walked very slowly, as if he had made up his mind every time, when he walked in front of her, she realized that he was so tall, she stood there, Just up to his shoulders.

After all these days, has he grown taller again?Or, she hasn't looked at him properly for so long?He was so thin, yet so beautiful, Yan Xiaoyu's eyes began to turn sore.

She bit her lip and looked at him, "You are missing, many people are in a hurry, if it's okay, please don't play such a boring game!"

Xiao Ninglan looked at her with burning phoenix eyes, he had been waiting for her in the East Palace for three days, in her eyes, was it just a boring game?

"I've been waiting for you, but you never came!" Xiao Ninglan's words were a little sad, her phoenix eyes were full of flames, and she stared at her slightly pale face for a moment.

"I'm here now..." Yan Xiaoyu raised her face and looked at Xiao Ninglan calmly.

"So, are you willing to forgive me?" His words were extremely uncertain, and there was no blood on his pale face.

"Yes, I forgive you, Xiao Ninglan, I don't hate you anymore, it's too tiring to hate someone..." Yan Xiaoyu smiled bitterly.

"Xiaoyu..." Xiao Ninglan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her cheek, but she avoided her, the smile he just showed froze there.

Yan Xiaoyu backed away a few steps, and said in relief: "Xiao Ninglan, you've had enough trouble, and I'm tired too, go back to the palace, don't forget what you said, you will let me find Ziyou, from now on, we will never see each other again! "

Xiao Ninglan gritted her teeth and sneered, "Is this what you call forgiveness?"

His voice was cold as if it came from hell, and his pale face was even more bloodless.

"Yes, I don't hate you anymore, this is forgiveness, there is nothing else between us!" Yan Xiaoyu backed away as she spoke, until the last note came out, she had already turned around impressively, her taupe-colored dress was halfway in the air Arc, she turned and walked away.

Looking at her determined back, Xiao Ninglan gritted her teeth and sneered. It turned out that this was what she called forgiveness, and they never saw each other again.The clenched fists became tighter and tighter, and the veins on the back of his hands burst out. His black brocade clothes were soaked again by the rain. He raised his head and roared at the hazy sky. Her back holding the umbrella walked further and further away, gradually Disappeared in the hazy rain...

Unable to bear it any longer, he roared and rushed towards the big tree next to him, punching awe-inspiring punch, mixed with all the internal force in his life, the big tree collapsed, blood flowed profusely from his fist, blood was also rushing in his chest, he opened his mouth, and a lot of The blood spurted out.

Is it tears?Fishy and salty, with the temperature of his body, he didn't want to believe that he would cry, how many years?Ten years, 20 years?He had already forgotten the taste of tears, and since the day his concubine passed away, he has not shed tears.

When Yan Xiaoyu returned to Zixiao Palace, it was getting late. She looked at Eunuch Luo anxiously like ants on a hot pot, frowned and said, "The emperor is in the East Palace, you should send someone to pick him up now, it is best to bring Yu Doctor, he seems to be sick..."

Xiao Ninglan was indeed ill, and it was very serious. With internal injuries and high fever, he was in a coma all day long.In order to deal with foreign ministers, Eunuch Luo spread the lie about the emperor's illness, which was confirmed after the minister went to the inner tent to see Xiao Ninglan.

It's just that the emperor's illness, the imperial doctor was at a loss what to do, and he was depressed. In addition, he refused to let anyone approach him to feed the medicine in a coma. Eunuch Luo was anxious like an ant on a hot pot again.

Concubines from various palaces came to see Xiao Ninglan. When one of them approached him to give him medicine, he was punched by Xiao Ninglan until he vomited blood. After that, no concubine dared to approach him again.

He himself was a dangerous person, especially when he was asleep, looking at the weakening emperor, Eunuch Luo went to invite Yan Xiaoyu again.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the emperor's illness this time is probably related to Concubine Yan. During his illness, all the masters tried their best to see Xiao Ninglan, but Concubine Yan never showed up.

Yan Xiaoyu looked at Eunuch Luo with some embarrassment, she was not an imperial physician, besides Xiao Ninglan was a suspicious person, other concubines would vomit blood when they approached him, even if she was asked to visit him, didn't she send her to die?
Unable to hold back Eunuch Luo's snot and tears, Yan Xiaoyu took the medicine and walked into the Jingxiao Palace. The Jingxiao Palace had fewer maidservants than other palaces, but his confidantes were all guarding the outer palace. Don't dare approach him.

Yan Xiaoyu thought of Cao Cao, the historical figure who beheaded the waiter who helped him cover the quilt in his sleep, and the hand holding the medicine bowl trembled a little.

Looking at the thin and pale handsome man on the dragon bed, Yan Xiaoyu tried to shout, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have no malicious intentions, you must not use force!"

Xiao Ninglan didn't respond, she was still babbling in a deep sleep, she took a few more steps forward, and carefully sat beside the dragon couch, sighing in her heart, Xiao Ninglan, you have such a strong heart of defense when you are asleep, aren't you tired? ?

She stretched out her hand to caress his handsome facial features, from eyebrows to eyes to thin lips, every arc, carefully, suddenly, her fingers were almost broken by a tyrannical force, she screamed and looked at the man who opened his eyes awe-inspiringly .

Xiao Ninglan stared at her intently with a pair of phoenix eyes, his hands were still folded on her slender fingers, seeing her holding a medicine bowl in one hand, her small face was pale, he let go of his hands, and turned his handsome face away. look at her.

Yan Xiaoyu took a deep breath in pain, and brought the medicine bowl closer to him angrily, "It's time to drink the medicine, Eunuch Luo said, you have been in a coma for two days."

Xiao Ninglan ignored her, just turned her face away, as if she didn't hear her, and remained motionless.

Yan Xiaoyu angrily put the medicine bowl on the low table next to her with a "boom", and she stood up, "Do you like it or not!" Turning around, she was about to go out, but her clothes were held by a thin and strong hand, and she turned her head. , I saw Xiao Ninglan looking at her complicatedly. In the past few days, he has become very thin. There are faint blue eye circles under his eyes, and the bones of his jaw are even more clearly visible. He just looked at her with such a cold expression, his thin lips pursed into a line. Beautiful straight lines without saying a word.

Yan Xiaoyu's heart softened for a moment, she turned around with a sigh, took the medicine bowl, looked at his hands that were still tightly grasping her clothes, and said in a bad voice, "Let go!"

Xiao Ninglan's eyes drooped slightly, but she didn't intend to let go of the hand that was holding her clothes.

Yan Xiaoyu found it funny, "If you don't let go, how can I sit down and feed you medicine?"

Xiao Ninglan hesitated for a moment, and finally let go of her hand. Yan Xiaoyu sat down beside him. She scooped up a spoonful of steaming concoction with a spoon, and said to the corner of his lips, "Open your mouth!"

Xiao Ninglan supported his weak body, sat up, opened his mouth obediently, Yan Xiaoyu sent a spoonful of concoction between his lips, Xiao Ninglan frowned, and swallowed the concoction painfully.

Yan Xiaoyu took another spoonful of medicine and fed it to Xiao Ninglan, but Xiao Ninglan closed her eyes and looked away impatiently.

Yan Xiaoyu got angry, threw the sterling silver spoon back into the medicine bowl, and said coldly, "If you don't drink it, don't drink it, you deserve it if you die of illness!"

Xiao Ninglan turned his head, frowning like a hill, trembling with anger, he said, "It's hot!"

Yan Xiaoyu was stunned, looking at his slightly childish expression, she took a sip from the bowl, and indeed, it was bitter and hot.

She frowned in embarrassment, but Xiao Ninglan looked at her in a daze. She raised her sleeve to wipe her mouth, stared at Xiao Ninglan and said angrily, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting?"

Xiao Ninglan waved his hand and knocked over the medicine bowl in her hand. Before Yan Xiaoyu could react, Xiao Ninglan had already pressed him under his body, and his scorching hot breath sprayed on her neck.

(End of this chapter)