Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 125 No reply for the first time

Looking around through the wine face, he could feel the unresolved worry and complexity in his eyes.

Looking at it, for a while, he suddenly became a little dazed.

A few months ago, when it was just autumn, he and the injured Yun Xiran were sitting in the corridor of Weiyang Palace and drinking together.

At that time, the flowers and trees were not in bloom, the empty branches looked depressed, and the courtyard was full of desolation.

The crescent moon is bright, and the cold wind penetrates into the bones of the people. It is far from being as warm and pleasant as today, and the scenery is beautiful.

But Xuanyuan Che felt extraordinarily peaceful that night.

It's like a family who has been unable to find a place to live. After searching for many years, they finally found a place to live.

"What's so good about being an emperor?" Her soft and waxy voice with a touch of disgust still echoed in her ears.

Then, he became a little complacent again.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are long, let me go. I heard that the scenery in Xiyue is beautiful, and the mountains in Beidi are harsh. Maybe I will travel to these places."

Behind him is the doorpost of the golden dragon, and it seems that the figure of the woman wrapped in a cloak can still be seen in front of him.

She was obviously injured all over, but she wanted to drink anyway. She grinned her teeth because of the pain from the toast, but she still smiled, as if she was satisfied by the whole world.

In fact, he did not ask Xia Ping to bring back the peach blossom brew that day from Xiangling Palace, but he made it himself.

Xingzhi Palace is the palace where he lived temporarily after he moved out of Xiangling Palace. It has been vacant and unoccupied. Occasionally, he would imitate the skills of his former mother and concubine, and make some plum blossom wine himself to satisfy his greed.

Although the taste is similar, but after all, there is no such kind of fine wine that has been buried for more than ten years, and the mellow aroma is coming.

Her movements of gulping down her wine were a bit masculine and unrestrained and heroic, and her delicate eyebrows and giggling smiles were really a bit majestic and majestic.

Following her example, Xuanyuan Che took the end of the wine cup in his hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The fragrant and spicy feeling accumulated in the throat in an instant, and the heat went down the throat to the heart.

He hooked his lips and smiled.

Really, it's fun to drink like this.

"You disdain the position that men all over the world yearn for, and you also despise the honor of empress that women all over the world yearn for." Xuanyuan Che's voice was a little hoarse after drinking, but because of this, he was very quiet around there. Outside the courtyard, it looks extraordinarily elegant and pleasant.

"Yun Xiran." He suddenly turned his eyes, and yelled in a low voice towards the direction of the gatepost depicting the soaring golden dragon.

No one responded.

"What do you care about..." he said in a low voice.

The voice was almost muffled by the wind.

Shallow, whispered, more like a whispered sigh.

What he couldn't ask that night, he asked today, but no one answered.

Changning Pavilion.

Yun Xiran was sent back to Prince Yun's mansion by sedan chair.

She felt a little stuffy in her chest along the way, and the little flustered and tangled emotions wrapped around her chest, tossing and turning.

Through the sedan chair curtain, Yun Xiran looked out dully.

It was very noisy outside, and it was warm in spring, many people came out early to play.The dazzling array of goods in the market dazzled people, and almost all the tourists on the road had a good look of "New Year, happy spring".

That's right, Xuanyuan Che calmed down Beidi who had been troubling Nanxia for many years. Once this difficult heart disease was gone, the people would naturally live more comfortably.

only……

Yun Xiran pouted again aggrieved.

Does Xuanyuan Che... really hate himself?

Otherwise, why did he disappear in the early morning and go to live in the palace for an unprecedented time?

When she thought about it, she felt more and more wronged, and her chest became more and more stuffy, and that kind of flustered little emotion invaded her thoughts.

Yun Xiran felt that she couldn't just sit and wait for death.

Something must be done!
After returning to Changning Pavilion, Yun Xiran pestered Xiao Jiao, asking her to summon Abao's little flute.

Every time, as long as he blows the small white flute, Abao will obediently run over when he hears it.

Xiao Jiao, who thought he would readily agree, shook his head in embarrassment.

"Princess, the crane flute is something that very few people in the dark guards can have. If this is easily given to you, the prince will blame him if he finds out."

When Yun Xiran heard this, her face immediately crumbled. "Ah—then how do I write a letter to Xuanyuan Che!"

She was rolling around on the imperial concubine's couch in distress, but Xiao Jiao on the other side suddenly thought of a good idea.

He doesn't have to be punished by Xuanyuan Che, and Xuanyuan Che can definitely see what Yun Xiran wrote.

Xiao Jiao naturally knew that Xuanyuan Che had recently moved into the palace, and he probably guessed the prince's intentions in doing so, although he intentionally "reminded" that there was nothing particularly important, so he should not enter the palace to report the news for the time being.

Although there is nothing urgent to report right now, but...

Xiao Jiao glanced at the distressed Yun Xiran.

The lifelong event of Princess Xiran and the prince seems to be a top priority.

It's not out of the ordinary to mix it up with some simple little things, right?

Xiao Jiao couldn't help thinking this way.

So when Xiao Jiao finished making this suggestion, Yun Xiran leaped onto Xiao Jiao's body in surprise, and almost kissed that fair and tender little face with a "baji".

This idea... is so clever!

When Xuanyuan Che came out of the clean room after taking a bath in Weiyang Palace, he was very surprised when he saw Ah Bao happily bouncing around on the bed he had made.

"A Bao?"

Ah Bao screamed excitedly, flapped his wings, flew to his strong shoulders, stood there, and arched his cheeks several times.

Xuanyuan Che patted its little head, and while wiping its hair with a towel, he pulled out a note from the letter box tied to Ah Bao's ankle.

While taking it apart, I was still a little surprised.

It's only the first day for me to live in the palace, and something important happened outside?
After seeing clearly what was written in the note, Xuanyuan Che frowned, and murmured, "This...is this a major event?"

It's just a few simple minions, is it worth Xiao Jiao's trouble to send the message to himself?
There are more eyes and ears in the palace than those in Prince Yu's Mansion. Basically, every move is followed by someone secretly. If someone with a heart sees Abao flying into Weiyang Palace, it will be troublesome when something happens.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Che couldn't help feeling a little angry.

Could it be that she has been living so comfortably recently that she doesn't even pay attention to her own orders?
Xiao Jiao, who was pouring warm tea for Yun Xiran in Changning Pavilion, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill down her spine. The teapot in her hand was not placed properly for a while, and most of the poured tea splashed on the back of her hand .

Fortunately, the water is not hot... If it were hot, the skin on the backs of these hands would be scrapped.

Xiao Jiao felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.

"What's wrong with you?" Yun Xiran was chewing on the apple slices that Huan'er had just cut, staring at her suspiciously while eating.

"It's nothing, maybe it's because of the cold." Xiao Jiao replied obediently.

He said so, but Yun Xiran didn't believe it at all.

Xiao Jiao has always been exercising, and also knows martial arts. Although his skills are not top-notch, he is still considered a leader.

Yun Xiran has a good chance of getting sick all the time, but Xiao Jiao has nothing to do.

Xiao Jiao smiled indifferently, and continued to pour tea for Yun Xiran.

Weiyang Palace.

Xuanyuan Che casually threw the note on the desk, just like that, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He unfolded the note, this time, Xuanyuan Che changed his face.

Sure enough, I saw several questions written in the blank area behind the note.

"Why don't you come back to live?"

"Xuanyuan Che, are you angry?"

"Damn, you really won't come back?"

Xuanyuan Che pursed his lips, and originally planned to fold up the note and put it aside without replying.

He put it in front of him casually, and ignored it for a long time.

I went to brush my hair and changed into the middle clothes I wore for sleeping. I spared the desk and wanted to read some papers. When I glanced at it, I saw the note lying on the table again.

The handwriting is beautiful, but between the horizontal and vertical strokes, it is as straight and powerful as a steel needle.

It fits her personality perfectly.

As Xuanyuan Che thought about it, his hand touched the note again unconsciously, and he rubbed it in his hand.

Finally, with a sigh, he folded the note.

Still no reply.

Yun Xiran lay blankly on the imperial concubine's couch, waiting for a long time, but still did not see the small figure of A Bao flying over.

When Xuanyuan Che was in Linjiang City before, Yun Xiran sent letters to him. At that time, under the slowest circumstances, it could be delivered in half a day. But now that they are so close, Ah Bao has not sent back the letter yet. .

That can only explain one situation.

Xuanyuan Che... really doesn't want to talk to her now.

Yun Xiran stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then sighed quietly, pouted, hugged Nuomi Tuan who was sleeping next to her, and complained aggrievedly: "Nuomi Tuan, that bastard won't give I will write back."

This is Xuanyuan Che's first time...

The first time there was no reply to her letter.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a little empty in my heart, as if something was missing.

The glutinous rice ball made a "hum hum", and Meimeng, who was woken up, gritted her teeth in displeasure, opened her dark eyes, and after seeing clearly that it was Yun Xiran, she happily burrowed into her arms .

"...I'm discussing countermeasures with you!" Yun Xiran nodded angrily at its little white fluffy head, "Why do you always sleep!"

After being poked by her like this, Nuomi Tuan yelled twice in aggrieved "Aww", and flinched again.

But the eyes were still closed, as if he couldn't wake up.

Spring sleepiness is such a thing...

It seems that not only people, but also animals.

With a helpless sigh, Yun Xiran turned to pat it on the back comfortingly, helping it to smooth the white fluffy hair, and the gentle soft touch made it very comfortable.

Nuomi Tuan fell asleep comfortably, but Yun Xiran tossed and turned on the beauty's couch, losing sleep.

(End of this chapter)