Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

"When did the emperor of Yanguo come?" the Iraqi man calmed down and asked again.

"Yesterday, the capital is busy now." the post minister continued to spit and spread his gossip to the ignorant people, "In the first World War in Suiyuan, Emperor Xue defeated Yanhan of Yanguo. Yanhan's vitality was greatly damaged, which made Yanhan criticized by the world for three years. It is said that Yanhan worked hard to cure and hid his power and bided his time in Yanguo, but he never showed up. This time, when he first showed up, he actually showed his goodwill to the Chinese emperor and took the initiative to propose marriage to the Chinese emperor."

"Marriage?" Yiren was stunned again: how come when he was in the capital, he had never heard of Yanhan's marriage with China?

Who does Yanhan want to marry?

"Who are you marrying?" she asked in a daze.

Is it really a day in the mountains and a year in the world?

"It's the princess, Princess you. Princess you has been widowed since the death of the treacherous minister Pei Ruochen. Now the emperor of Yanguo is willing to marry her, which is a great event for the royal family and the two countries." the post minister said here, in order to show off his knowledge, he lowered his voice: "It's said that Yanhan and princess you have a legendary past. Princess you was in Suiyuan during the war of Suiyuan. Later, when Yanhan retreated, she took her away by the way. They were opposite day and night and fell in love over time, so..."

"Didn't he Lanyou always live in Suiyuan? She often wrote letters... Has she been in Yanguo in recent years?" the Iraqi thought for a while and thought it was incredible.

Yan Han and he Lanyou? I can't think of a reason why I want to break my brain.

Just intuition told her that it was impossible!

"Come on, this kind of important event in the imperial court should not be told to an ignorant little people like you. Hurry up and don't expect to see Lord Yi." the Posthouse minister began to give orders, stretched out his hand and pushed her back. She staggered back. Xiaokui just ran over from the well water. Seeing this, she crossed her waist and blocked in front of the Posthouse minister in a vicious manner and said angrily: "What are you doing? How dare you push my mother!"

The post minister didn't pay attention to her words, but looked at he Lankui in surprise.

For a child over two years old, her facial features have completely inherited her father's fine tradition and have a kind of gorgeous color. Moreover, she has just washed her face with well water. Her tender and white skin contains a luxurious red light and is as beautiful as a little angel.

"I didn't expect that you could give birth to such a beautiful girl, beauty embryo, beauty embryo." the post minister sighed and walked over to Xiaokui.

The eyes became a little strange.

Yi was shocked and was about to take Xiaokui to leave first. Unexpectedly, she was just ready to move, and the post minister had approached her with a ferocious face

When he woke up again, he found himself by a river.

Like a dream river.

The river flows continuously and the fog is dense.

She stood up and looked across the river. A woman in plain robes came slowly towards her.

The Iraqi almost subconsciously recognized who she was.

"Mrs. Dugu." Yi Ren sat up, his head hurt a little, and tried hard to recall the scene before he was unconscious, but he couldn't think of why.

I only vaguely remember that the Posthouse minister's face suddenly changed and became strangely strange.

In the back, there is a blank.

How's Xiaokui?

She was worried and hurriedly asked, "where is this?"

"You can call it the forgetting River, which is the hub of time. You come from later generations, forget everything and come to this world." Dugu Xi squatted down and squatted in front of her, his beautiful face still like a distorted illusion, "there is your past life on the other side of the river, here is your present life. This is where the past life and this life are."

Yi Ren was stunned for a moment and looked at the river hesitantly. "Did you make this river?"

"Yes, neither." Dugu Xi stood up again and glanced at the vast world carelessly, "you can take it as the product of God. Although people no longer believe in God in our time."

"What era?" Yi asked again.

Dugu Xi did not answer directly, but looked at her from top to bottom and asked, "do you know why I chose you?"

"I don't know." Yi answered honestly, "I think it's a very natural thing."

"Nothing happens naturally. Everything has its opportunity and cause and effect." Dugu Xi said lightly, "you think it's natural, but you didn't deliberately expect it. It just happened out of guard."

"Then why?" Yi also stood up and stood in front of Dugu Xi.

She was not tall, much shorter than Dugu Xi, and she didn't have Dugu Xi's gorgeous momentum. But somehow, when she stood in front of her, she didn't feel how short or insignificant she was. They were like two different beings, but they were equal.

"Five years, you have been in this world for five years." Dugu Xi's face was a little sad, like a dream, "and I have been out of this world for twenty years."

"Break away?" the Iraqi seemed to solve it, and suddenly thought of another very important thing, "where's Xiaokui?"

"Xiaokui, I don't know. Maybe you can see her right away, maybe you'll never see her again. Life is like duckweed. Who can control its direction, can't you? Yi Ren."

"No, I must know where Xiaokui is." Yi repeated the topic a little stubbornly.

"Why did I choose you?" Dugu Xi moved the topic again.

"Yes."

"I always want to know one thing. What kind of person has the most power? You can hold everything you want firmly in your hand, power, life and love." Mrs. Xi approached her, stared into her eyes and said word by word: "After I came back from the death row, a wise man in the temple told me that I didn't get anything because I held it too tightly. He told me to let go. He said that as long as I let go, I could get everything. That's why I chose you. You... Never tried to hold anything."

Then Mrs. Xi stepped back and looked at her coldly, "But have you got anything? You can get status, love, family and happiness because of luck. However, you can't protect them. As long as you let go, you will lose it. Your husband is missing, your status will soon be replaced by others, your children are gone, the people who love you marry him again, and even your life will not be grasped In your own hands. "

"What will happen to them?" the Iraqi looked at her, not shocked or panicked, but asked quietly.

"No matter how they are, you have lost them." Mrs. Xi lowered her eyes and said faintly, "you have no strength to keep them."

Yi's lips stammered and wanted to answer something, but the words turned into a wisp of laughter.

A smile like a breeze and white clouds.

Natural and calm.

"Curious, your words suddenly reminded me of a line." she raised her head, looked at Dugu Xi with a smile and whispered, "when you hold your hand, you will find that your palm has nothing, and when you unfold it, you will have the whole world - this truth was said in oskari for centuries in your time. At that time, we still believed in God."

Dugu Xi stared at her. She guessed the countless reactions of Yi people, but she didn't expect that she would laugh.

He smiled as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't know what he had experienced in the past five years. He was just an experiment while Dugu Xi watched coldly.

"I'm going to find Xiaokui." Yi said, patting her ass and going to leave. On the way, she suddenly remembered something and turned her head and asked, "is Ruochen okay?"

"Yi Ren, you surprised me." Dugu Xi left a sentence and didn't answer directly. He just looked at her lightly, "we will meet again soon."

Yi turned his head and didn't bother to ask: Dugu Xi is self righteous, but he is not a person who breaks his promise. Ruochen should be very good.

Just, where is this?

Although I don't know where this is, I can only move forward, one step, two steps, and step into the fog where I can't see the front and back.

After a few steps, she suddenly stepped empty.

She turned back hastily when she fell.

Behind him, there was no one.

"I didn't expect to be a pretty little beauty after a big wash." a slightly old female voice aunt cheerfully said in her ear. Then, an old hand as rough as bark stroked Yi's cheek.

The Iraqi man suddenly opened his eyes, scared the old woman, hid back, and then looked at her.

At first, Yi's eyes were extremely confused, and then Qingming got up. The beams and curtains overhead were reflected in his eyes.

It's just a dream. It's just a dream.

But... Such a real dream——

"The little girl must be confused." with a smile, the old woman came forward, touched her forehead and said with a smile: "wait a minute, you won't be confused."

"Where's Xiaokui?" the Iraqi blinked, then got up, looked at the old woman in a big coat and wrinkled face, and asked anxiously, "where's the little girl with me?"

"She is more valuable than you and has been sold to the capital... Cough, this is not what you should inquire about. Now, you are already from our Baichun garden. It has nothing to do with you whether girls are girls or not. Your future name is Lichun. Doing well here is better than being a beggar woman, isn't it?" the procuress continued with a smile.

"Er... Brothel?" Yi didn't want to die like others. She was just a little confused: do women have to walk in this place?

Dugu Xi said, your life will not be in your hands.

That's what I mean.

——That was not a dream, it was real. Although I didn't know how that scene came into her mind, Dugu Xi was really talking to her.

However, Xiaokui also sold... She's still so small, although she won't be affected, she's just influenced by this environment

Yi has a headache. She lowers her head and looks at her toes.

Ah Xue, where are you?

I can't do it anymore.

... as Mrs. Xi said, there is no power, no power to protect you.

Will there be more bad things happening to you?

The procuress looked at the Iraqi for a moment, worried and in a daze, but she didn't make any noise. She couldn't help being suspicious. She turned and quietly asked the man who sent the Iraqi behind her, "shouldn't there be a problem in her mind?"

"Listen to the adults, there's something wrong with her brain. Who believes her family of big people in the capital!" the big man said with a curl of his mouth, "do these big people recognize such beggars?"

"Speaking of big people, there will be a big man in Baichun Garden tomorrow. I wanted her to appear as a new face, but she had a problem in her mind..."

"Which one?" when the big man heard that a big man came to their small place, he immediately became interested and asked again and again.

"Since I'm a big man, I can't tell you in advance." the procuress mysteriously sold a pass, and then turned her attention to Yi Ren again. "I'm a fool. Some guests like this kind of dumb fool."

"It's better than dying..." the man quickly piled up a smile, "the money..."

"Go out again." the procuress said and dragged the man out.

They closed the door and muttered outside.

Sitting alone on the bed, Yi looked at the small room: it was elegantly cleaned, one bed and one table, several pots of green plants were planted on the windowsill, and several worthless flowers, calligraphy and paintings were hung on the wall.

She stood for another moment, then got up and walked gently out of the window.

There are a few clouds outside and they slide by quickly.

Mrs. Xi, is this world just a remote-controlled portrait on your screen?

However, I am such a living person, forever, never, will not be a puppet.

She looked down at her feet again and moved to the bedside again.