The darling of troubled times: Zhu Yan plays the world

Chapter 345 You Are My Concubine 4
Huairou was stunned for a moment, looked at Yin Lan's side face, and said cautiously: "But empress, the emperor will be worried if you are like this."

Yin Lan remained silent, whether Murong Xuan was worried or not had nothing to do with her.

Huairou looked at Yin Lan's faint expression, and was a little lost. There are countless women in the harem, but all of them are rouge and vulgar fans. In order to please the emperor, they tried every means to show off their beauty.

But she is different, she has no makeup and clothes, and her expression is a little unpredictable, making it hard to guess.

From when the emperor brought her in last night, she could see that the emperor liked her, even if he didn't like her, he still valued her very much. Compared with other concubines in the harem, she had a higher status in the emperor's heart.

Her appearance is very beautiful, and her plain white face is extremely beautiful without any expression.

But her beauty is different from other women. Her expression is indifferent and unpredictable. Her beauty is not only because of her appearance, but also because of her temperament, which is incomparable to the women in the harem.

The slightest cold wind was blowing on her body, Yin Lan just stood quietly, motionless, it took a long time, until a roar came from behind her, which brought her thoughts back to reality.

"Yin Lan, what are you doing?" Murong Xuan's tone was full of anger, his eyes were as cold as the cold wind, and he stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

He was outside the yard, looking at her in the room.When he was done with state affairs, he came to see her directly, but as soon as he entered the yard, he saw her standing by the window in a daze, his thoughts flying to nowhere!

She didn't know when he appeared, and when his thoughts were interrupted by his roar, she woke up and saw him standing outside alone, glaring at her.

Yin Lan withdrew her gaze expressionlessly, turned around, walked to a chair and sat down, and said to Huairou, "I'm cold, close the window."

She didn't want to see Murong Xuan's face, but Huairou thought she was afraid of Murong Xuan, and was frightened by Murong Xuan's roar.

Huai Rou responded and closed the window. At this time, Murong Xuan had strode in, the door curtain was thrown open, and he walked in front of Yin Lan mixed with anger and coldness.

Huairou hurriedly knelt down to salute, while Yin Lan sat quietly, holding hot tea in her hand, sipping it sips.

(End of this chapter)