Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

He Lan Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not like I'm an item. Besides, I have to do it for her. "

Anu was stunned, she didn't expect that He Lanxue would reject her so readily. Once again, she tasted the frustration. Then, she suddenly raised her eyes and quietly asked, "What is it like to be loved by someone?"

She was desired by too many, but never loved.

It was unknown what kind of feelings he had when he loved someone. Naturally, he was unable to understand Yan Han's abnormality and He Lan Xue's determination.

"What kind of feeling is this …" He Lan Xue thought about it and remembered her lover. She then said with a smile, "It is a very reassuring feeling. I know that no matter what you do, the right thing or the wrong thing, the other party won't leave."

Not leaving, not leaving.

The so-called love was nothing more than a promise that he would never give up.

The world was smooth and unpredictable, but she was always the same.

Anu was silent for a moment, then suddenly curled his lips into a smile, which was like the blossoming of spring flowers and the rippling of the water, causing people to be unable to open their eyes.

"I understand. "Thank you."

With that, she unexpectedly bid farewell. Her white robe fluttered in the night wind.

"That person is — —" He Lan Xue hurriedly called out to her from behind, asking who the person who kidnapped her was.

"Yellow Ah Niu, but he was bitten by Little White, he's probably not going to live." Ah Nu did not turn back, but just threw out a few casual words. His voice was still in the air, and he had already disappeared without a trace.

He Lan Xue was stunned. "How could it be him? I heard that he's working for Pei Ruochen now. Could it be that Pei Ruochen already found out about them?"

Her eyes were wide open as she watched that person walk over with a bowl of black soup. She subconsciously shrank backwards, but her body was tied up on the wooden bed and she couldn't move at all.

Yi Yeyu opened her mouth and felt a sharp pain all over her body. She wanted to ask that person what was this medicine used for, but her throat was dry. It was probably because of the blood that flowed in small pieces that made her feel a little weak.

She couldn't make a sound.

However, an even louder voice came from outside.

Bang! It was as if someone had blown up the guard outside with a strong typhoon and hit his body against the wall. That was the reason why there was such a loud noise.

The bowl of medicine was placed on her face, and the man turned his head away.

The metal door was kicked open with a 'clang'.

A person barged in.

The hand holding the bowl was startled by the sound of the metal door being kicked open. With a shake of his hand, all the medicinal liquid spilled onto her face.

Her face was burning. She cried out in pain as another body hit the wall. The wind got closer. A pair of strong arms quickly went around to the back of her head and waist and picked her up.

Her lover was in great pain, her mind was in a state of confusion, and her consciousness began to dissipate. At the last moment, however, she thought to herself silently: "Who is it?"

Who was it?

Her body was in a dazed state. She was in pain all over, so much so that she was numb. Her body was not her own anymore.

His eyes burned especially fiercely, as if a knife was desperately scraping against them, a myriad of arrays that drilled into his heart.

Whenever the pain was severe, the maid would unconsciously groan out. Thus, a hand with a refreshing medicinal smell would slowly stroke her forehead and her eyes.

She felt better and fell asleep again.

Just like that, an unknown amount of time passed. When she finally opened her wobbly eyes, it was probably night. The room was dark and nothing could be seen clearly.

She blinked, trying to adjust her eyes to the darkness, but she couldn't see anything.

"My beloved." There was a sudden pressure around her, as if someone were leaning over and calling her name in her ear.

Her hand reached out and touched a face. The clear outline flowed in her palm.

"Yan Han." She showed him a round of smiles, full of joy: "How could it be you?"

"It's me." Just as her hand was about to slip away from his face, Yan Han suddenly grabbed her tiny fingers, put them to his lips and gently kissed them. "Don't worry."

Her lover's heart sank.

As expected, it wasn't that the room was dark, but that he couldn't see it.

"I'm not worried." Her lover's expression darkened, and then her smile became even more radiant. "That's good. You can go to sleep anytime now."

Day or night. He could even sleep without thinking.

"It will be cured." I'm sending for Eleven. " Yan Han's eyes hurt as he replied in a low voice.

The lover said nothing more, still smiling.

If someone who didn't know anything saw such a smile, they would not have been able to see it at all. They would still be so heartless as to not show any clues.

Yan Han, on the other hand, felt his heart ache even more.

"Oh right, how did you find me?" As she spoke, Yan Han was about to sit up, but he suddenly felt an aching pain all over his body just by moving a little. Yan Han leaned over and supported her shoulders, allowing her to lean against the bed.

Yan Han was still shocked when he remembered the time he carried her out of the room.

He regretted not giving the command to stop Huang Ah Niu, how could he have known. It was just a slight delay, but it was enough to injure her so badly.

Her lover had always been at peace with the world, but such a person could never escape.

"I always knew where you were." Yan Han tried his best to make his voice as light as possible. If his wife had already decided to face him, wouldn't he be able to do it?

Yi Ren tilted her head and smiled. "You're awesome."

"Because I've put my heart into it." Yan Han replied naturally, not to claim credit, but to state something naturally.

Her lover did not reply, only lowered his head in silence.

"The weather outside is not bad. I'll carry you out." Yan Han bent down and picked her up.

Subconsciously, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her expression was extremely calm, without any awkwardness, and she did not feel that something was amiss.

He always knew where she was, so she didn't have to say anything.

Yan Han's steps were steady, but the action of hugging her was very light.

"Do you want to listen to some music while you bask in the sun here? I can send people there …" When he reached the courtyard, he placed his wife on the swing where she used to sit in a daze and asked softly.

"No need, this is good. Go get busy." The woman grabbed hold of the ropes on either side of her. The swing was modified, with a back seat and soft cushions.

Her lover leaned back, letting her entire face be bathed in sunlight. The warm sunlight, drop by drop, dyed her skin golden. It was very peaceful.

Yan Han stood at the side, quietly looking at her, looking at her fine and fine fur. For some reason, he actually had the urge to make time stop here.

Her heart wasn't with him, and Yan Han knew it.

Yan Han knew every single detail about his lover and He Lan Xue.

But why, why had she never let him down? Why the deeper they got to know each other, the harder it was for him to extricate himself from it, knowing full well that it was hopeless.

So stop at this moment.

He reached out, almost to her cheek, but stopped.

His wife did not notice. Her breathing was calm and steady. Her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Yan Han retracted his hand, took a deep breath, and turned around.

— There were so many things to do that he couldn't stop.

She closed her eyes for a moment. Then she turned and drew her feet up and set them on the swing, her hands gripping the rope to her right and curling up on her side.

She buried her head in her arms and burst into tears.

How could he not be afraid?

She could no longer see through many things in this world, let alone see through them.

With her current state, could she still follow A Xue?

She didn't doubt that He Lan Xue would despise her, and would probably only pity and pity her even more. But the girl understood that He Lan Xue still had a long way to go, and she couldn't accompany her anymore.

He couldn't go find A Xue, nor could he stay at Yan Han's place.

She couldn't give Yan Han anything, so she couldn't peacefully enjoy his good fortune.

But where else could she go?

Even Eleven has become so strange.

When she cried, she didn't even cry.

It was quickly retracted without leaving a trace.

Yan Han walked faster and faster. When he reached the corner, he turned his body slightly and asked the follower that had followed him from outside the courtyard, "Is the keepsake that that man brought really the Frozen Nation Queen's bracelet?"

"Yes." The follower respectfully replied.

Thus, Yan Han hurriedly took a few steps forward and arrived at a concealed living room. He raised his hand and stopped his follower's footsteps. He then said in a low voice, "I will go in alone."

The follower lowered his head and took a step back to serve her.

Yan Han walked in.

Inside the house, a man wearing a large hood and a black bamboo hat was sitting at the table drinking tea. Upon hearing Yan Han's footsteps, he turned around, but didn't follow the etiquette of an envoy.

At first, Yan Han was a little shocked, but as smart as he was, he quickly reacted: "Cold?"

The man lifted his hood.

Under the hood was a beautiful face. It was the Queen of Ice, cold and elegant.

He was also the bride who would be married in five days.

"Why did you come here personally?" Yan Han was shocked and couldn't help but laugh. "Five days later, all the heroes of the realm will be attending your wedding. Don't tell me you plan on making everyone laugh?"

"Do you think I would?" Leng Yan took off her bamboo hat and bitterly smiled. "It's exactly because I'm only five days away from getting married that I had no choice but to come here."

"What's wrong?" Yan Han's heart stirred as he sat down opposite Leng Yan.

Leng Yan had personally come to the Yan Kingdom. This was no small matter; something serious must have happened in the Ice Country.

Actually, Yan Han had also heard about it before. The heavens had turned chaotic, and Xia Yu, as the crown prince, had always been advocating for the cold and elegant deployment of troops against Pei Ruochen.

Why would she come here alone?

"The Ice Nation has made a move. The old and young who were unconvinced with me before are now entangled together again, preparing to make a move after the grand marriage. They persuaded Xia Yu to cause trouble during the wedding ceremony, provoking a conflict between the Arctic State and the heavens. " Leng Yan slightly frowned, and said depressingly: "I had already warned Xia Yu not to get involved with Ice Country's politics, but he refused to listen. Right now, he is being used by others. If I don't save him, he'll be the scapegoat. If he were to commit the crime of treason against the country, then even his royal husband would be sentenced to an extreme punishment. Yan Han, I want to ask you to stop him. "