The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 63 Hamlet's Question
It turns out that the roasted game is not as delicious as it looks on TV.

Yi Ren bit down the last piece of meat, and ate the corner of his lips with his tongue, and then sighed, "It's a bit lighter." '

Master Wu glared at her: It's good if Yaya has something to eat, and she dares to babble!

Yi Ren pretended not to see his gaze, of course, even if she saw it, she wouldn't take it to heart.

Pei Ruochen also ate some, but he ate very little, his body's acupuncture points were sealed, his appetite was not much better, he just took two or three mouthfuls very elegantly, then stopped, looking quietly at Yi Ren who was still devouring.

Master Wu glanced at him, and said sourly, "Pei Linpu, a bastard, gave birth to a cowardly son."

Pei Ruochen's leisurely and calm attitude made Master Wu very unhappy.

"What is the relationship between my father and Master Wu? Why does Master Wu slander my father over and over again?" No matter how well-mannered Rao Pei Ruochen was, he still wanted to speak for his father.

"Yuanyuan, hehe, Yuanyuan is so big!" Master Wu snorted coldly, and said angrily, "Back then, if I hadn't rescued Pei Linpu in the troubled times, he would have been a dead body long ago!"

"So, Master Wu is my father's savior?" Pei Ruochen asked calmly.

Master Wu unnaturally said 'Yes' twice, then suddenly dropped the remaining skeleton in his hand, looked at the distant sky, his face changed slightly.

Pei Ruochen also noticed his strangeness, and followed Master Wu's line of sight: in the extreme, in the drowsy night of the desert, from time to time, one or two clusters of extremely dazzling fireworks flashed, rushing to the sky, scattered, and very quickly Disappeared in the night.

Like a signal light, but brighter and more magnificent than a signal light.

"What is that?" Pei Ruochen said to himself.

"It's the summoning order from the Yan Kingdom. Could it be that Yan Zihao is here?" Master Wu replied subconsciously, but after thinking about it, it seemed wrong, "Isn't it the rumor that Yan Zihao is dead?"

"The people from Yan Kingdom are also nearby, are they also coveting the things from Mrs. Xi's cemetery?" Pei Ruochen received suspiciously.

"I knew that Yan Zihao was so determined that he would still covet his wife!" Master Wu didn't know which nerve was stepped on, he blew his beard and stared, furious.

While they were saying these words, Yi Ren also came to the front and stood at the opening of the rock wall, looking at the haze that flashed in the distance.

"He just wants to tell me that he is safe." After the fireworks were finally extinguished for a whole moment, Yi Ren smiled slightly and whispered to himself, his eyes shining like stars.

Master Wu, who was still in a rage, didn't hear these words, but Pei Ruochen heard them word for word.

He wanted to ask Yi Ren, who is he?
Besides He Lanxue, who else would use the fireworks exclusive to the royal family of the Yan Kingdom to report her safety thousands of miles away?

However, this question has never been resolved.

It seemed that once he said it, the thin barrier he had been holding on to would crash to the ground.

Pei Ruochen lowered his eyes, frowned and tied his hands, as cold as ever.

On the other side, Master Wu was still chattering about how Yan Zihao coveted his wife's beauty, how he tried his best to get her, how she was so cold as ice, and so on, too many to list.

It's just that the two young men who were half-listening had their own concerns, and they really didn't have the heart to distinguish his incoherent words.

Long night falls.

The next day, it was another urgent trek. The three of them walked deep into the Yuerhai desert.This time, Yi Ren and Pei Ruochen were left behind. Pei Ruochen didn't know which muscle was twisted, and he was very cold towards Yi Ren this day. Although the two were not far away, the distance between their expressions seemed to be separated by thousands of miles. .

Yi Ren didn't feel anything, just followed step by step with his calf.

But even though she was in such a hurry, she finally slowed down. Not long after, Pei Ruochen heard Yi Ren's panting voice.

He slowed down and waited for her unobtrusively.

After waiting for a long time, Yi Ren still got farther and farther away.

Then, he heard a 'plop'.

Looking back, Yi Ren's entire face was buried in the yellow sand, and he fell solidly in a five-body throwing posture.

Master Wu also heard the sound, and when he turned his head to see this, he was upset and was about to shout, when Pei Ruochen suddenly turned around and strode up to Yi Ren.

Yi Ren propped his hands on the ground, and looked at the approaching Pei Ruochen with half of his body. The sun was shining behind him, and his face could not be seen clearly from the bottom up, only a black silhouette remained.

Then, he knelt down and looked at her without saying a word.

Yi Ren then smiled, squinting his eyes, smiling brightly and carelessly.

"I hit a rock and fell," she said sheepishly.

Her walking posture was already a little staggering, and she accidentally kicked a protruding Gobi stone just now.

Pei Ruochen lowered his head to look carefully, but saw that Yi Ren's knees were pressed against a cluster of sharp stone fronts, and the light-colored cotton trousers were deeply dyed, turning a heart-wrenching red.

He suddenly felt a sense of resignation.

"Come on, I'll carry you." Pei Ruochen motioned.

Yi Ren hesitated for a moment, then climbed onto Pei Ruochen's back.

Even after walking in the wind and sand for a long time, Pei Ruochen still had a faint scent of ink on his body.

Chen Yu inkstone, the smell of ancient ink and fragrance.

She sniffed and sniffed a little more, very unceremoniously.

She lay on his back.

Light and moist, sniffling brushed against his neck.

Pei Ruochen's heart softened, and he suddenly felt amused: What the hell is he awkward about today?
It was only because of what Yiren said last night that "he is telling you about peace", and because of the inexplicable throbbing and sadness in my heart when I heard another "he", and only because of the alarmed vigilance, today I deliberately distanced myself from her. ignore.

Let her fall and get hurt.

"Yi Ren, I'm sorry." When Yi Ren was intoxicated by the fragrance, she suddenly heard Pei Ruochen's low voice of apology.

He had already attributed the cause of Yi Ren's fall to himself.

——She treats him so purely, but he has so many thoughts, it's inexplicable.

Yi Ren blinked, a little puzzled, and didn't know how to answer.

Her hands were firmly around his neck.

Pei Ruochen's footsteps were steady and powerful.

"...It doesn't hurt." After being stunned for a long time, Yi Cai replied dully.

Pei Ruochen smiled and felt relieved for a while.

Yi Ren's answer can be said to be wrong.

However, she understood.

Pei Ruochen knew that she was clear and transparent.

There is a feeling that he can't explain clearly, even he can't grasp it, it makes him abnormal, but they both understand this abnormality and distance.

Strange tacit understanding.

The tacit understanding made my heart feel warm, and then jerky.

Don't give up.

At dusk on the third day, they finally saw an isolated Gobi in the distance.

The dark brown stone stands between the heaven and the earth, depressed and stalwart.

Master Wu's expression suddenly became serious.

"Is that Madam Xi's tomb?" Pei Ruochen asked lightly.

Yi Ren was already able to walk on the ground, but he was in a mess and was very embarrassed.

"Yes, this is Madam's cemetery." Master Wu was full of respect, suppressing his excitement, and repeated Pei Ruochen's question in the most serious and respectful tone.

Pei Ruochen looked over again, and the stone in consideration was immediately tinged with the color of legend, and became magnificent.

The legendary Mrs. Xi.

One person, a stunning beauty who subverted the pattern of the world.

Now, they stand at her grave.

——Such a person, after all, is nothing more than a tomb.

Pei Ruochen suddenly felt empty, this is the natural insignificance of human beings in the face of inevitable life and death.

Lord Wu seemed to have this feeling too, staring blankly at the graveyard of his wife whom he had been looking forward to for a long time, and suddenly remembered that the body that was as shocking as a heavenly man had decayed into ashes in such a place with few people.

Yi Ren turned his head to look at Pei Ruochen, then at Master Wu, and then took the lead and walked straight to the cemetery.

Master Wu was still in shock and emotion, but he didn't stop her.

Yi Ren stopped in front of the cemetery.

She raised her head and looked at the big stone: the stone soared into the sky, one side was jagged, and the other side seemed to be smoothed by hand.

There was a sentence on it, a sentence that Yi Ren never thought of, a sentence that was very familiar to Yi Ren in his previous life.

"Tobe, or nottobe—that is the question"

Hamlet's question.

Yi Ren opened his mouth, feeling speechless for the first time.

She knew that Mrs. Xi was a time traveler like herself, but when she first saw the English she was familiar with and saw this classic line, she still had the illusion of being in a dream.

How could she know that what happened was not her dream?

And this English line is the button to turn off the dream. She saw it and read it aloud, so the dream ended.

Thinking of this, Yi Ren turned to look at Pei Ruochen.

Pei Ruochen behind him was also covered in wind and dust. His white brocade clothes had been dyed light gray by the wind and sand. His long hair was a little tangled up behind his head. His face was pale, but his eyes were bright and his lips were dry but beautiful. He looked back When she was in her eyes, her eyes were soft and reliable, sparkling and rippling, and she was still the handsome and unparalleled that made Yi Ren throbbing at first.

He is so real.

Yi Ren's heart immediately settled down.

"Do you recognize the symbols on it?" Master Wu strode up to Yi Ren and asked harshly.

He couldn't contain his excitement.

Yi Ren's expression has never been concealed, and he has already seen her understanding from her slight changes.

"I know." Yi Ren nodded and said quietly: "It is a language of my hometown."

The Yi family used to be a prominent family in the area of ​​the Fujian people. Could this be the language of the Fujian people?

When Pei Ruochen heard Yi Ren's answer, a doubt popped up in his mind, but he didn't point it out. He just waited quietly for the next article.

"Then how do you read this sentence and what does it mean?" Master Wu was impatient.

Yi Ren raised his head, recounted it clearly, and then explained simply: "It's a bit complicated, but the bottom line is-do you want to do it or not?"

"To do or not to do?" Master Wu was startled, looking at her uncertainly.

(End of this chapter)