Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

He Lanxue looked at her fiercely, almost flattered.

This is the first time that Yiren doesn't say it. She will say she likes it, believe it, worry about him and rely on him, but she rarely says love to him so frankly.

He Lanxue's eyes flashed, like the spring breeze, which dyed all over the fields in an instant. They were colorful and swaying. In his eyes, the flowers bloomed invincibly.

It will arrive in a quarter of an hour.

The door of the hall was pushed open again.

The creaking sound of the door shaft.

Yanhan didn't go in, but stood at the door of the temple and looked inside.

The two people in the hall stood very close. Feng Jiu was still a light Feng Jiu, and Yi was still a lazy Yi. Yan Han suddenly had a strange illusion: Feng Jiu and Yi didn't seem to be ordinary friends.

"Thank you for your success. When Feng Jiu returns, he will send the former general back to our country." Feng Jiu arched his hand and said politely.

Yanhan nodded, "also greet the Lord for me... No, it should be called snow emperor. Please tell him that this war will not stop until the final victory or defeat. I hope he will be ready and don't let me down."

"I'll tell your majesty." Feng Jiu's eyes were cold, and quickly lowered his head to hide the sharpness at the bottom of his eyes.

Yan Han deviated and motioned to the people behind him to send Feng Jiu away, "Mr. Feng, don't send it."

"Farewell." Feng Jiu gathered his body and looked at Yi at last. His robes and sleeves were slightly placed and sprinkled outside the hall.

When Feng Jiu passed Yanhan and drifted away, Yanhan suddenly frowned.

He Lanxue's posture of leaving is too elegant. It's a little too elegant to be Fengjiu.

Feng Jiu is slow and leisurely. It doesn't feel right.

Yan Hanwei turned around and stared at the back of "Feng Jiu". His suspicions became more and more serious. He was about to ask Feng Jiu to stop. The Iraqi who had been standing nearby without making a voice spoke coldly.

"Hot and cold."

The delicate and sweet female voice stopped all the doubts and thoughts of Yanhan.

He turned his head and looked at the Iraqi.

Feng Jiu's back has disappeared around the corner.

"Yan Han..." the Iraqi looked at the last coat and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he cleared his mind, looked at him calmly and asked directly, "Yan Han, tell me what you want?"

Yan Han was stunned and speechless for a moment.

"What do you want me to give you?" the Iraqi man looked at him calmly and asked word by word.

Why beat around the Bush? Why bother? Why hurt people and then hurt yourself?

Let's be honest, cruel and one-time.

"What do you want me to give you?" the Iraqi man looked at him calmly and asked word by word.

Yan Han looked at her silently, looking at the Iraqi who suddenly became clear and transparent with a new look, and his state of mind was suddenly calm.

Yes, what does he want from her?

The first love is not enough. The smell has changed.

"I don't know." in the end, Yanhan could only answer this sentence.

He doesn't know what he wants.

Just... Can't let go.

She blinked and didn't understand.

She gave a slight sigh.

"You go down and have a rest first. Don't think about anything - just like before, isn't it good?" Yanhan turned his head and tried to make his tone natural.

"HMM." Yi didn't argue or disagree. He turned around and wanted to go away.

Yanhan quietly watched her cross the threshold and walk past her.

While brushing his body, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yi Ren's arm.

Yi man stumbled, struggled to stand firm and turned to look at him.

The sight of Yan Han still stops in front. He didn't look at her.

"Are you telling the truth that you liked me?" he asked.

He thought it ridiculous to investigate such a problem, but if he didn't ask, he would be out of breath.

"The truth." Yi answered frankly, "I like it now."

Yan Han smiled, "I see."

He let go of Yi, Yi bowed his head, took small steps and passed him.

After returning to the guest house, the Iraqi found himself completely under house arrest.

As soon as she was about to go out, two big and rough bodyguards stood in front of her with a vicious look.

Three meals a day are delivered by a fixed dumb maid in waiting.

She doesn't know what Yanhan wants to do.

And the burning cold never appeared again.

A few days later, the Iraqis simply ate and slept. They were too lazy to think and go out. The days were calm and leisurely.

I don't know what's going on in the outside world.

Iraqi people gradually forget even time.

Until one night, she heard several low voices outside the door. After a while, a dark figure slipped into her room.

The Iraqi half propped up his body and looked curiously at the shadow. He walked calmly to her bed.

"Who are you?" after a while, Yi felt it necessary to ask this nonsense.

"Sister doesn't know me?" in the dark, a beautiful, sweet and greasy voice sounded calmly.

Yi Ren was stunned and soon remembered who she was, "Anu?"

Anu smiled and lit the sickle in his hand.

The faint light of fire brightened the faces of Anu and Yi.

Anu was still charming and dreamy. She looked a little bleary.

"How are you these days, sister?" Anu smiled and sat down by Yi's bed, looking familiar and warm.

Yi was a little confused about her intention, nodded and smiled foolishly, "I'm fine, and you?"

"It's not good." Anu tooted his mouth and stared at her firmly. "My sister broke my heart."

The Iraqi opened his eyes and asked innocently, "me?"

"Yes, you hurt the Lord's heart, of course, you also hurt my heart." Anu said solemnly, "sister, you are so cruel."

The Iraqi man looked at her and didn't answer.

"Sister..." Anu came over again and stared at her firmly. His very serious eyes almost made her a little creepy.

"Sister, why don't you love him?" for a long time, ANU finally asked.

In the shallow night wind, the light of the sickle shook several times and suddenly went out.

The room was silent.

"Why don't you love him?" Anu asked softly and repeatedly.

Her voice almost melted into the night.

He, of course, means inflammation and cold.

The Iraqi man was silent for a moment, suddenly stretched out his hand and rubbed it to hold Anu's hand.

She held Anu's hand in her own palm.

Anu's hands are slender, delicate and cold as jade, while Yi's hands are soft and warm, like hot steamed stuffed buns in a cold night.

"Because I'm lazy." Yi said quietly, "I'm too lazy to love only one person."

She took Anu's hand and pressed it on her chest. "It's hard to pretend to be a person here, so I can't fit a second person."

"That man, is he Lanxue?" Anu asked.

Yi nodded.

"What if Helan snow is gone?" Anu asked again, "if Helan snow is gone, can you empty it here and put the Lord in it?"

Yiren's fingertips were cold, and then he said very firmly, "ah Xue won't be away. He promised me."

However, when this sentence came out, Yi had no confidence in himself.

He Lanxue promised her, once, twice, three times, but left her again and again.

But she still believes!

"I just ask, is it possible to put the Lord in when it is empty?" Anu avoided talking, but insisted on this question.

She stopped answering. In the dark, her eyes were as bright as stars, dialysis and wise.

"Anu, do you love Yanhan?" the Iraqi began to counterattack.

This discovery surprised and surprised her.

"I am a man of the Lord." Anu answered lightly, "my life is his, and I am not qualified to say love."

She is just a gift from yanzihao to Yanhan. She is the bed companion who warms his bed every night, the spy who explores the enemy's situation for him, and the subordinate who kills for him. She is his thing.

How can you fall in love with your master?

That's too much for yourself and ridiculous.

"You really love Yanhan." the Iraqi suddenly became happy and squeezed Anu's hand tightly, "Anu, you love him."

Anu frowned and pulled out his hand.

That word burned her.

"Yi Ren, I don't know why the LORD loves you, but I'll help him get everything the Lord wants. When your heart is full, I'll help you empty." Anu said as he stepped back, "the Lord is the best man in the world. Don't turn a blind eye."

"What do you want to do?" Yi was surprised and almost jumped out of bed.

Anu's movements are elegant and fast, and have disappeared in the slightly open door.

However, because of his excessive action, he fell forward and fell half to the ground. His abdomen was pressed between the beams of the bed. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain from bottom to top, and cold sweat seeped out.

Suddenly there was a fire outside. A group of people strode over. It was Yanhan who strode in front.

He looked solemn and worried.

"Who are the people here? What are you doing? You were stunned and didn't see who the other party was!" with a violent drink, Yanhan had pushed the door open.

Anu's sneaking in obviously alerted him.

When pushing the door, Yan Han suddenly became timid. I'm afraid I'll see nobody inside when I push it away.

I can no longer see the Iraqi sleeping in bed.

From then on, even from a distance, I can no longer.

He flicked his sleeve and the candle lit in an instant.

The room was illuminated.

Everything in the room has a panoramic view.

The Iraqi fell to the ground with his hands on his abdomen and his face was in pain.

Beside the bed, a pool of red blood flowed along her legs.

Yan Han was stunned, then rushed over with an arrow step, picked up Yi Ren, and put his hand on her forehead, "what's the matter? Someone! Call the imperial doctor!"

She just didn't speak. Her pale lips trembled. She curled up in her cold arms and her whole body was cold.

"Come to the imperial doctor!" Yanhan first didn't see such a weak Iraqi. He was very flustered. He felt more frightened than she turned and left before.

In the past, no matter what happened, she would look at you with a smile, not to convey her pain, let alone appear so helpless.

Even after being calculated by 11 and tortured several times, Yi has always been very sunny and indifferent. Unlike this time, he saw the fear in her eyes.

"Yi Ren, it's all right. As long as I'm here, you'll be all right." Yanhan kept comforting her, perhaps comforting himself.

Yi man just looked at him in surprise.

"Yi Ren, don't be afraid, I won't let you have anything. I don't know what this world is. I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't know what I want..." Yanhan is a little tongue in cheek. All the time, the subtle jealousy, loss and depression suddenly came out of his head.

He felt ashamed of himself. This kind of inflammation and cold is not really him.